We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Fan Xiaolin laughed out loud in disbelief.

"Mom, I'm very disappointed in you," she retorted mercilessly. "You were one of the top students of your generation, so how come your mind is still filled with sophisticate self-interest?"

Ye Hang wasn't angry. "I'm not being selfish. I'm just reminding you that men are always compliant until they get you. You should be on guard against them. We don't know Xiao Chen very well, so there's no need for you to glorify this man."

"I'm not embellishing things," Fan Xiaolin said. "What you said is speculation, but it's a fact that he took the bullet for me. He's willing to risk his life. How cold and hypocritical can he be, fawning over the powerful and looking down on the weak?"

Ye Hang sighed, "I'm not here to argue with you about winning or losing. I just want to remind you that you're only in your twenties. Feel free to fight for your career. Your father and I will do our best to give you all our resources. But I have only one request: you can't use these to feed others, not even Chen Zhuo or Zhang Zhuo. You can't let anyone else. Most human nature can't stand the test."

"He didn't want anything from me."

Ye Hang said, "Anyway, remember this: you, me, and your father are all on the same side. We won't force you to make a decision, but as the leader of this team, I won't watch you jump into the fire pit. That's all I have to say. Good night."

The screen went dark.

Fan Xiaolin leaned helplessly on the sofa.

She admitted that Ye Hang's concerns and caution were correct.

It's not like he hasn't seen the ugliness of human nature, and it's not like he hasn't been wary of Chen Zhuo.

When she was in Jinghai, she used her resources in the circle and her professional skills in investigation and research to almost expose Chen Zhuo's past.

She even knew which girls pursued him in high school.

At least according to the current investigation results, Chen Zhuo was able to maintain such a clean background in such a mixed circle.

He doesn't visit prostitutes, gamble, or have affairs. Apart from smoking, he doesn't drink much.

It was impossible that no one took him to do these things, but he refused them all.

Is it considered to be more able to withstand temptation?

But as her mother's academic qualifications, experience and career achievements far surpass hers, Fan Xiaolin cannot completely reject her point of view.

Will he change?

late at night.

The Marriott Hotel building is still brightly lit.

Chen Zhuo stood at the air vent of the building for twenty minutes, waiting until the smell of smoke on his body had dissipated before returning to his hotel room.

When I pushed the door open, the light in Xie Baoping's room was still on.

"Is the girl home?"

Hearing the sound, Xie Baoping held his waist and came out of the master bedroom.

"Mom," Chen Zhuo hurried over to support her, then went into the room and sat on the edge of the bed, "Is your back hurting again?"

As he spoke, he saw a pile of messy knots on the table, with crochet hooks and small gold ornaments next to them.

Xie Baoping said, "I heard that seat belts made into bracelets can ensure safety. I see that girl is out and about covering the news all day, and I don't have a good gift for her, so I thought I'd make her a bracelet."

Chen Zhuo paused while massaging her waist.

The bracelets Fan Xiaolin usually wears are from Chanel, Van Cleef & Arpels, and Hermès.

If she knew it was made by Xie Baoping herself, given her righteous character, she would definitely wear it all day long.

In a place like a TV station where elites are everywhere, she would be laughed at for wearing such shabby things...

Despite this thought, Chen Zhuo still comforted Xie Baoping, "She must be very happy to know that you took so much trouble."

Xie Baoping hesitated for a moment.

"Xiao Zhuo, why don't we just stop treating him and go home."

"Why?" Chen Zhuo stopped massaging Xie Baoping's waist and squatted in front of her. "Don't worry about the money. I have it. I've saved a lot over the years."

Xie Baoping knew very well that the hard-earned money Chen Zhuo had saved from his transportation business would soon be used up by her illness.

Besides, what if my son wants to get married?

Can you let the girl suffer with him?

He can't accomplish these two major things with the little money he has. He works too hard.

"Son," Xie Baoping asked worriedly, thinking of this, "What are you and Xiaolin planning?"

Chen Zhuo was silent for a moment, then said, "I listen to her. If she doesn't dislike me, I will always be with her. I can be her partner, secretary, driver, whatever."

Xie Baoping didn't understand the new relationship model of young people. He just felt that if he wanted to establish a relationship, he had to give the girl a legitimate status.

But I feel I am not worthy of it.

"Xiao Zhuo, everyone has their own destiny." Xie Baoping looked at Chen Zhuo. "A good destiny has a good way of living, and an average destiny has an average way of living. We have an average destiny, do you understand?"

Chen Zhuo looked at Xie Baoping's haggard face, and felt like a piece of iron was pressing on his heart.

He also knew that Xie Baoping's subsequent medical treatment would be a long process that could take several years.

During this period, taking medicine, hospitalization, and chemotherapy are costly, time-consuming, and exhausting.

Is it necessary for Hyolyn to suffer this hardship with me?

The answer has already been revealed.

"I know."

He said.

Xie Baoping felt sad when she saw her son's thin face due to years of running around.

"Son, you seem different from before."

Chen Zhuo raised his head, "What?"

Xie Baoping was silent.

She noticed that there was light and hope in her son's eyes when he looked at the girl.

Xie Baoping hadn't seen such a light in Chen Zhuo's eyes for a long time.

When he was in Jinghai, many families with similar conditions came to introduce potential partners to Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo has a good appearance and a hardworking and down-to-earth personality. Although he has been in prison, there is no shortage of girls who are attracted to his looks.

A few years ago, when he had just gotten a stable job, he had a relationship with someone through an introduction, but it ended after just a few days.

The reason is that he is too boring and uninteresting.

Yes, don’t you like the sunny and cheerful happy person?

Who doesn’t like to come home after a tiring day and have someone to make them happy and bring them emotional value?

Although there were still many girls coming to visit later, Xie Baoping remembered that Chen Zhuo looked at those girls with evasive eyes.

Only when facing Fan Xiaolin, his eyes were less inferior and more determined, with the longing and hope that a boy of this age should have.

Xie Baoping also liked this chivalrous girl who was well-read but not pedantic at all, and made people happy when they saw her.

If I die one day, my son will be living alone in the world, which is too lonely.

"Son, I owe you too much." Xie Baoping felt increasingly sad. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have killed someone and been jailed. Now that I've finally made it through, I've gotten this disease again. How could I be so useless? I'm only a burden to you. I might as well just..."

"Mom!" Chen Zhuo hurriedly interrupted Xie Baoping, frantically grabbing a tissue for her. "Even if I had to choose again, I would still choose you to be my mother. Forget killing someone and going to jail. Even if all your illnesses were transferred to me, I would be very happy."

Xie Baoping hit him.

"Don't talk nonsense, you little idiot." She frowned. "Mom doesn't want to burden you. We can go to a regular hospital and treat it conservatively."

"No, you have to listen to me," Chen Zhuo said. "Don't even mention the Medical University Affiliated Hospital. As long as I can cure you, I can get the money even if I have to go to the United States or Europe. With you around, I'm more motivated to work."