“Yu Luying, don’t you have anyone you want him to repent for?” Daiyu asked.

"..." Yu Luying didn't say anything and turned her head back.

“Xiao Yao,” Daiyu’s voice suddenly became very soft, “They want to pull the plug on Yan Xiao.”

"Who?" Xiao Yao was taken aback. "Oh, Yan Xiao's family?"

“You probably don’t know this,” Ribbonfish said sourly, “Yan Xiao is also a child who has no one to take care of her. She lives with her uncle and aunt, and now they don’t want to spend the money to keep her alive.”

This is only human nature, after all, Xiao Yao shook his head silently.

But he didn't say it.

"That's a human life! No medicine, no surgery—"

"Hello? Sister Liang," Xiao Yao answered the newly bought phone, "Hmm? Hmm? What? The surveillance footage of my kidnapping that night has been completely deleted? Okay, I understand, thank you."

“That’s a human life! How much would it cost without medication or surgery? If she could go to the same school as Shen Jie, would her uncle be short of money? Yan Xiao is still conscious,” Daiyu’s tone became agitated as Xiao Yao put down the phone. “She can hear me, I know that.”

"You mean, the time she cried last time..." Xiao Yao asked cautiously to confirm.

"Today is Valentine's Day, but they want to turn it into my lover's death anniversary," the ribbonfish said with a bitter laugh.

"Oh, right, it's Valentine's Day!" Xiao Yao suddenly remembered. "Yu Luying, Happy Valentine's Day!"

"Happiness," Yu Luying said indifferently without turning around.

“Sometimes I really think,” Daiyu said, calming herself down a bit, “that making some people repent isn’t actually a bad thing. Someone like Shen Hongsheng, even crippling him wouldn’t be unfair—”

“Indeed,” Xiao Yao still had doubts, but he was unwilling to refute them any further, so he continued along with what Daiyu had said: “Some people are like this from a young age, like the children of my maternal grandmother’s relatives, who have always given me the cold shoulder since they were little. Human nature is inherently evil—” After saying this, he got back to the point: “However, we absolutely cannot cripple Shen Hongsheng, otherwise Tianyun will be furious with me.”

“I know, Brother Xiao,” said Daiyu. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

“I don’t think this is right,” Yu Luying turned back again, “but whatever choice Xiao Yao makes, I will stand by his side.”

“Yingying…” Xiao Yao said, moved.

The car stopped in a commercial area three kilometers from the West Suburbs Garden. As soon as everyone got out of the car, they saw a little girl selling flowers by the roadside.

Xiao Yao felt that the little girl looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Ten to twelve roses, please." Xiao Yao reached for his wallet.

“Save some money,” Yu Luying said, stopping him. “Just one is enough, let’s focus on one thing.”

Xiao Yao scratched his head, and Daiyu opened her mouth as if to complain. Yu Luying herself seemed to feel that something was wrong.

"Uh... two, please." Yu Luying said to the little girl, then turned to Xiao Yao: "If there's a chance later, give her one too."

Xiao Yao was in an awkward position, feeling that he couldn't accept the situation, nor could he refuse it.

The group of five entered the same clothing store as before. Xiao Yao and Yu Luying each held a rose in their hands, and the two men and one woman squeezed into the fitting room.

Upon seeing this, the shop assistants exchanged a glance with indescribable expressions. Just as they were about to step forward to stop them, two bodyguards blocked their way, handed them a few red bills, and stood guard on either side of the door to the changing room.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath and extended his right hand in front of the mirror in the locker room.

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