Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

"Senior Brother Chu, did you notice anything unusual just now?"

Lu Mingfei sensed something was wrong. He tightened his backpack strap and turned to Chu Zihang to ask.

Upon hearing this, Chu Zihang shook his head. "No, did you sense something?"

Chu Zihang had already vaguely sensed that this seemingly unremarkable junior brother, Lu Mingfei, was somewhat different from others, or perhaps he was hiding his true abilities.

He spent several thousand yuan learning Japanese swordsmanship at the Children's Palace. The swordsmanship instructor repeatedly emphasized the word "concealing one's shortcomings" to the students.

They say things like, "Like a still pond, the surface is calm, but the waves are surging beneath..."

"Just now, I seemed to feel... well, how should I put it, it was like... uh, time in the world stopped. Maybe it's some kind of superpower of someone."

As Lu Mingfei spoke, he gave an awkward laugh and scratched the back of his head.

Upon hearing this, Chu Zihang closed his eyes, snorted, and was furious. "You might as well say that someone transformed into Ultraman and time stopped."

Lu Mingfei smiled ingratiatingly and nodded, "Senior brother is indeed farsighted; your guess is much more reasonable than mine!"

"Hey! Senior Brother Chu, look! There seems to be someone who has fainted over there. Hmm, his hair is about the same color as yours!" Lu Mingfei pointed to Chu Tianjiao, who had fainted at the entrance of the alley.

Chu Zihang looked in the direction Lu Mingfei was pointing.

In an instant, I noticed that familiar yet unfamiliar silhouette!

The blurry yet clear face from my memory instantly appeared in my mind.

A complex mix of emotions welled up within him; he felt a mixture of resentment and worry. His feet seemed to move on their own, and he inexplicably walked towards Chu Tianjiao.

"Hey, Senior Brother Chu, wait for me!" Lu Mingfei quickly followed behind Chu Zihang, feeling safer that way.

Chu Zihang walked up to Chu Tianjiao, squatted down slightly, straightened Chu Tianjiao's head, and looked at his face.

At this moment, a little blood was oozing from the corner of Chu Tianjiao's mouth, which had not yet congealed, and a bluish-purple bump had swollen up on his temple.

Seeing Chu Tianjiao's disheveled state after fainting, Chu Zihang temporarily suppressed his resentment. He put Chu Tianjiao's arms on his shoulders and carried him on his back.

Hating someone is just as difficult as loving someone.

Lu Mingfei wasn't idle either. He lent a hand, lifting Chu Tianjiao up, and said casually, "Wow, senior brother, this uncle really looks like you!"

"He is my biological father," Chu Zihang said without changing his expression. He tilted Chu Tianjiao's body to adjust his position so that Chu Tianjiao's head rested on his right shoulder to prevent him from swaying back and forth.

"..." Lu Mingfei was momentarily speechless, feeling somewhat embarrassed. However, he didn't think Chu Zihang should be the one feeling embarrassed right now, and gave an awkward laugh, saying:

"Senior Brother Chu, it seems your father has been knocked unconscious at the alley entrance."

Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Mingfei, feeling an urge to slap him to death. He took a deep breath and slowly said to Lu Mingfei:

"Please help me call a taxi. My driver is busy today."

"Okay, senior brother, watch me!" Lu Mingfei patted his chest and said confidently.

The two walked to the roadside.

Lu Mingfei reached out and stopped several cars.

However, when the drivers saw Chu Zihang carrying the half-dead Chu Tianjiao on his back, they all drove over quickly without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand and scratched the corner of his mouth, glanced at Chu Zihang, and tentatively said, "Senior brother, it seems that the situation is not good. Why don't we carry Uncle to the hospital?"

Chu Zihang didn't speak. He noticed a white Audi in the distance.

Chu Zihang walked to the middle of the road.

Boom!

Chu Zihang carried the unconscious Chu Tianjiao on his back and knelt down on both knees in front of the speeding white Audi.

The car stopped, and a stunningly beautiful, slightly plump woman stepped out—it was Su Enxi.

She had noticed that the black BMW she had given to Ye Jingchen had appeared in the area, and she was thinking of driving over herself to have another talk with Ye Jingchen.

He advised Ye Jingchen not to make too much of a commotion here, because there was someone here who even the little devil found troublesome for the time being.

Su Enxi stared in surprise at the handsome blue-haired boy kneeling before her car. "What's wrong?"

Chu Zihang didn't look up at Su Enxi, but lowered his head and said sincerely, "Please take my father to the hospital. He has fainted."

Su Enxi hesitated for a moment, then looked towards the road. Ye Jingchen's black BMW was no longer in sight. She sighed, "Oh well, maybe next time."

Su Enxi looked down at Chu Zihang and said, "Stand up and get in the car. I'll take you."

After saying that, Su Enxi turned and walked towards the driver's seat.

"Thank you!" Chu Zihang thanked Su Enxi, then stood up with Chu Tianjiao on his back and walked to the back seat of the car...

After taking Chu Tianjiao, Chu Zihang, and Lu Mingfei to the hospital, Su Enxi drove away; she still had to go find Ye Jingchen…

In the ward.

White blankets and sheets, and hospital gowns with blue and white stripes.

Tick ​​tock!

Chu Tianjiao could faintly hear the sound of medicine dripping.

He groggily opened his eyes...

Three figures came into view.

The son, Chu Zihang, and Lu Mingfei, who had been secretly observing for many years.

And... his ex-wife, Su Xiaoyan, who was once a beautiful but clumsy, slender and graceful female dancer.

She's gained a little weight now, but she's still very beautiful and has a lot of charm.

"You're awake?" Su Xiaoyan smiled as she looked at Chu Tianjiao, whose head was wrapped in white bandages.

It didn't sound like mockery; it carried a hint of something that was "better understood than explained."

Su Xiaoyan tried to unscrew the unopened bottle of mineral water, but failed.

She reached out and handed the water bottle to Chu Zihang, "Son, help Mom open it."

"Okay." After calming down, Chu Zihang reverted to his expressionless face. He unscrewed the cap and handed the bottle to Su Xiaoyan.

Su Xiaoyan poured a little water into the bottle cap, dipped a cotton swab into the water, and used the damp cotton swab to wipe Chu Tianjiao's dry, pale, and slightly chapped lips.

The ward was quiet.

As she wiped, "drip!" Su Xiaoyan's tears slid down from the corner of her eye and fell onto the white floor.

The skin on her face was so fair and delicate.

The winds of time did not spare even the slightest ripple on the face of this clumsy beauty.

Like dew dripping from the petals of a white jasmine.

Moved by the times, the flowers shed tears...

There wasn't a hint of a sob in her voice; her calm was heartbreaking as she softly murmured:

"Even if you're alone, don't make me and the kids worry..."