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"Grandpa Lan, I have something to take care of."
After hanging up the phone, Wei Yuan prepared to say goodbye to the old man and leave.
"You don't look too good. Do you need my help?" the old man asked with concern.
If it were Yang Ying causing trouble, Wei Yuan wouldn't worry at all. The worst that could happen was that someone from the Purple Robe Pavilion would come knocking. For Yang Ying, those people were easy to deal with. Although her personality was similar to his—she easily got into trouble—her skills meant there was nothing to be concerned about.
With Yang Ying, the super girl tyrant, by the side of the two girls, Wei Yuan felt calm!
However, what puzzled him was that the person being bullied was actually Han Ling. In his mind, Han Ling's personality was one of non-contention; she lived completely in her own world, extremely introverted and silent. How could she possibly provoke others?
It's not that one fears troublemakers; it's that one fears trouble finding them. A girl like Han Ling, who usually doesn't argue with anyone over anything, is truly worrisome when she gets into trouble because it surely won't end well!
"No need, Grandpa Lan. You should rest first. If I really can't handle it, I'll ask for your help!" Wei Yuan said.
"Alright then. Can you drive?" the old man asked.
In the past, when helping Cousin deliver goods, Wei Yuan had learned a bit about driving. However, he had only driven automatic vans back then; as for the expensive luxury cars at Grandpa Lan's house, he had only seen them in car magazines and forums.
"I can drive a little," Wei Yuan replied.
The old man tossed him a set of car keys and said, "Take the Mercedes from the garage. If you get into any trouble, someone there will recognize my car's license plate!"
Wei Yuan understood that this car wasn't just for transportation; it represented Grandpa Lan's reputation. It was an unspoken rule in society: if you have strong connections, handling matters becomes much easier!
When Wei Yuan pulled the car out of the garage, he felt a bit nervous. He knew this car was worth at least a million. Although based on Grandpa Lan's tone, even if he scratched or damaged it, he wouldn't have to pay for it, he still felt uneasy since he wasn't entirely part of the family yet!
For someone who knows how to drive a manual transmission to switch to an automatic is obviously much easier. Once he got onto the highway and found himself surrounded by no other cars, Wei Yuan felt more at ease. He couldn't help but feel exhilarated while driving.
In the past, Wei Yuan was an avid online gamer. Later on, he felt guilty about being addicted to online games and not doing right by his parents. However, he couldn't bear to sell his gaming accounts, so he decided to make money from gaming during his free time. One summer vacation, he earned nearly ten thousand yuan and used it to pay for his tuition.
But this Mercedes was worth at least a million. Earning ten thousand in two months during summer vacation meant he'd have to work for two hundred months to make a million—equivalent to nearly nine years without eating or drinking or taking any breaks!
So one can imagine the indescribable feeling of Wei Yuan driving a luxury car that he might have taken nine years to earn, cruising down the highway, a sense of inexplicable grandeur welling up within him.
With no obstacles on the road, Wei Yuan was confident he wouldn't crash into a lamppost. He pressed the accelerator, and the car shot forward like an arrow, quickly arriving at the bottom of his shared apartment building.
At that moment, Wei Yuan saw three girls downstairs. Xie Yufei was comforting Han Ling, who was crying like a broken-hearted person.
Meanwhile, Yang Ying was glaring angrily at someone nearby. Wei Yuan turned to see that it was Ma Teng, the guy who had stolen a vase at the Antique Market and then broke it, trying to con him with a bet about whether he could fix it in three months with just the fragments.
Seeing Han Ling in such a state left Wei Yuan feeling incredulous. What had Ma Teng done to her? To Wei Yuan, Han Ling seemed like a woman living in her own world, unaffected by the storms of the outside world. If that were true, what could possibly make her so sad?
At this point, Wei Yuan's attention was no longer on everyone else but focused on the BMW behind Ma Teng.
"That license plate looks like Uncle Kun's!"
After this thought crossed his mind, Wei Yuan quickly took out his phone. After encountering Brother Zeng at the Antique Market, he had reached out to him again to inquire about the license plate of the BMW that had hit him at Luoxia Lake.
However, at that time, Brother Zeng had been indifferent, thinking it was not his concern. He felt that Chen Kun, who had pulled Wei Yuan from the lake, should have seen the BMW's license plate and thus provided Wei Yuan with Chen Kun's contact information.
After inquiring about the license plate once, it remained etched in his mind. Now encountering a similar BMW again, its plate seemed to match Chen Kun's. Therefore, he made a call to confirm: “Is this Uncle Kun? This is Wei Yuan!”
On the other end, after a brief pause, Chen Kun replied, “You must be Xie Ge's nephew. What can I do for you?”
Regarding Wei Yuan, Chen Kun felt quite touched. He was a warm-hearted person who often couldn't help but assist others in trouble or danger. However, some of those he helped left him heartbroken; for instance, many times after helping an elderly person who had been hit by a car and personally taking them to the hospital while covering their medical expenses.
Yet in the end, he was often bitten back for it with absurd reasoning: If you weren't the one who hit them, why would you bother helping?
This shows how sick society has become; sometimes people use ridiculous logic to justify their actions. We no longer believe there are those who do good deeds without expecting anything in return! Nevertheless, after rescuing Wei Yuan from the bottom of Luoxia Lake, he remained grateful to Chen Kun.
The last time he visited Chen Kun, besides asking about the BMW's owner, he brought many gifts primarily to express his gratitude for saving his life—just as his name suggests: remembering those who have helped you!
Although Wei Yuan's father did not have much formal education, he taught him four principles: never forget kindness and never betray loyalty! Repay kindness with kindness and repay enmity with enmity!
"Uncle Kun, can you give me that license plate number again?"
To avoid wrongly accusing Ma Teng, Wei Yuan confirmed the license plate once more, listening to the string of numbers reported by Chen Kun on the other end of the phone. Comparing it with Ma Teng's BMW, he had completely verified it!
It was this bastard!
The owner of the BMW who crashed into Luoxia Lake, although he unexpectedly gained an Ability, if he hadn't, even thirty lives wouldn't be enough for him. Did he think he was Luo Douhun?
Moreover, looking at Ma Teng's demeanor, he clearly didn't take this matter seriously. Was his life not worth anything? Did he not even care if he died?
Wei Yuan was completely enraged; this grudge would not be settled without revenge!
A gentleman's revenge is never too late!
However, Wei Yuan never considered himself a gentleman; he only knew that he wanted this guy to die in a very rhythmic manner!
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