If you want to be a good person, find Huadi

Jojo watched from the car window as Ding Yixie and his group left, feeling a surge of discontent and worry. When Huadi returned to the car, Jojo immediately complained, "Huadi, how could you let those guys go so easily? They're definitely not going to give up and will definitely keep pestering Fang Min!"

However, Hua Di seemed calm. He patted JOJO's shoulder gently and comforted her, "Don't jump to conclusions. Wait and see. Let the bullet fly for a while. I believe we will soon see the result we expect." Despite this, JOJO still could not completely eliminate his inner anxiety.

Fang Min then suggested getting off the bus and walking home alone, but this request was firmly opposed by Jojo. Jojo held Fang Min's hand tightly and said firmly, "No, Fang Min, it's not safe out there now. You can't go back alone." Meanwhile, Hua Di also agreed, saying he would definitely escort Fang Min home safely.

As the car slowly approached the entrance to Fang Min's housing estate, Jojo's gaze was suddenly drawn to a scene not far ahead—three people, drenched in red paint, slumped on the ground, surrounded by a group of camera-wielding reporters snapping away. Fang Min followed Jojo's gaze, and the moment she took in their faces, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Jojo was no longer the innocent, naive young woman she once was. After all the ups and downs she and Huadi had endured, she had gradually matured. Looking at the scene before her, Jojo thought to herself, "These three people must be Fang Min's family. It turns out it's not just Fang Min who's being harassed; her entire family is being bullied. There must be some hidden truth here. I must get to the bottom of it."

The road ahead seemed completely blocked by an invisible wall, and the vehicle could not move forward at all. In desperation, Huadi and his companions had to get out of the car to check the situation.

As soon as Fang Min got out of the car, she broke free from JOJO's hand that was tightly holding her without hesitation, and ran straight towards the three people who were covered in red paint like an arrow.

"Brother! Second sister! Sister Ling! What's going on with you?" Fang Min shouted loudly, her face full of anxiety and concern, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

The man among the three raised his head, looked at Fang Min gently, and said softly, "Xiao Min, you must be exhausted after just finishing the exam. You should go home and have a good rest. I'm here to help you, don't worry."

At this moment, Hua Di also walked quickly up to them. However, he did not immediately speak to the three people. Instead, he turned his gaze to the surrounding reporters who were filming non-stop with their cameras, and said sternly: "Everyone, if you have finished filming, please leave here as soon as possible. This matter is not something you can interfere with. I believe you have all heard of the name of Zhongqing Society. I advise you to be careful, otherwise if you anger them, they might rush to your newspaper office and set it on fire, burning everything to ashes. Okay, everyone, disperse." After saying this, Hua Di stood quietly with his arms folded across his chest, scanning everyone present with sharp eyes.

Seeing the man before him so rudely drive away the reporter they had so painstakingly invited, Fang Min's brother was furious. He stood up from his seat, his mouth wide open, clearly ready to question the man's intentions. However, at this moment, Fang Min displayed extraordinary wit and intelligence.

Fang Min quickly reached out to restrain her impulsive brother and cast a probing glance at the man who had come with her. She thought to herself, since this man had come with her, he must have a valid reason for doing this, and it wouldn't be an unreasonable act. Therefore, Fang Min firmly grasped her brother's sleeve, signaling him to calm down and not speak rashly.

Meanwhile, having successfully dismissed the annoying reporters, Hua Di gently patted Jojo's shoulder, then took her hand and slowly walked over to Fang Min's family. Hua Di smiled and said gently, "Okay, let's go back to your house now. Look at all the paint on you! You need to clean it off quickly! You know, if it stays on your skin for a long time, it can be very harmful. By the way, do you have any olive oil at home?"

Fang Min was slightly startled by Hua Di's sudden question, and her heart was filled with confusion. She really couldn't understand why Hua Di suddenly mentioned olive oil, but out of politeness, she shook her head and replied honestly, "Sorry, we don't have olive oil at home."

Hearing this, Hua Di frowned slightly, but soon relaxed. He then turned to the driver behind him and said, "Oh, so, go buy some more olive oil. Remember to buy good quality olive oil! Also, ask this lady for her address. You can just deliver the olive oil to her house later." Then, Hua Di turned back to Fang Min, still wearing a friendly smile.

"We will never leave! We must fight to the end with those cruel gangs! We want all the citizens of Hong Kong to witness with their own eyes how these gangs cruelly persecute ordinary citizens!" Fang Min's eldest brother was extremely excited. He widened his eyes, clenched his fists, and his voice trembled slightly with anger.

Huadi, standing nearby, looked at his indignant elder brother, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "You are Fang Min's elder brother, right? Please calm down and listen to me. Your current approach will not solve the problem at its root. If this were truly effective, the police would be here now, not these reporters. And as far as I know, the police should have been here before, but what was the result? They were probably helpless. So, please believe me, go home and calm down first. I solemnly promise you that I will do my best to help you properly handle this difficult matter."

At this time, Fang Min also came forward, took his eldest brother's arm, and persuaded softly: "Brother, let's listen to Huadi, he makes sense. It's no use staying here, let's go back first and wait for Huadi to think of a solution. Maybe we can find a solution to the problem soon." After some painstaking persuasion, Fang Min's eldest brother finally calmed down his anger. He looked at Huadi and his sister, sighed, and nodded, indicating that he was willing to follow the advice and go home first.

When Huadi returned home with the two women, he made his arrangements in an orderly manner. First, he signaled the two women to go to the bathroom to clean off the paint stains on their bodies. He himself planned to talk to Fang Min's eldest brother first.

However, Fang Min's brother was still furious, and he was reluctant to talk to Hua Di. Seeing this, Fang Min hurried to his brother's side and gently tried to ease the tension.

Just then, the driver who had been sent out to buy supplies hurried back with several large bottles of olive oil. Huadi took the olive oil and handed it to Fang Min, saying, "Take all this olive oil to the bathroom and tell them to use it to clean the paint off their bodies." Fang Min was taken aback at first, but she quickly understood Huadi's intention in asking the driver to buy olive oil. She nodded and quickly walked towards the bathroom with the olive oil.

Fang Min's older brother had been observing all this silently from the side. Seeing Hua Di handle the situation so thoughtfully and meticulously, his tense expression gradually softened. Gradually, he realized that Hua Di had no ill intentions and that it was probably just a misunderstanding. With this in mind, he finally let go of his prejudice, pulled up a chair, and slowly sat down. He said to Hua Di, "I'm sorry, I was really too impulsive just now. My name is Fang Zhanbo, Xiao Min's useless older brother."

"Brother, how can you say that about yourself!" Fang Min shouted anxiously, "You are not a loser!"

Fang Zhanbo raised his head, his face full of tears, and said self-deprecatingly: "If I'm not a waste, then who is? When our family encountered misfortune, I would only give up on myself, completely disregarding your feelings and situation. Am I not a waste as an irresponsible and irresponsible brother? Also, every time I encounter trouble, I am always the first to retreat and escape, and dare not face it head-on. Such a timid person, what else can he be but a waste? Especially that time, I watched those bastards of the Ding family bully you, and I, as a brother, was powerless to fight back. I couldn't even protect my own sister. What else can I be but a waste!" At this point, Fang Zhanbo could no longer suppress the pain and self-blame in his heart. He hugged his head with both hands and burst into tears.

Just then, a girl in a pristine white dress suddenly entered the room. Her steps were light and graceful, like a fairy descending from the heavens. The girl immediately spotted Fang Zhanbo, who was weeping bitterly, and a wave of pity welled up in her heart. She quickly walked over to Fang Zhanbo, extended her delicate, soft hand, and gently stroked his back, trying to offer him some comfort and warmth.

Hua Di, standing nearby, watched the scene quietly, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He recognized the beautiful girl before him. To be more precise, Liu Yi recognized her. Back then, this girl was the perfect dream lover for all the boys of her generation, the ideal partner they all longed to marry.