Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

The young lady usually has a bad temper.

I was enjoying my bowl of oil-splashed noodles when two flies suddenly appeared, buzzing around.

She slammed her hand on the table:

"Get out of my way!"

Guan Li took a half step back, steadying her swaying flesh, and placed her hands on the tire's waist, tearing off the mask of pretense:

"Ha, you think we can just leave like that?"

Guan Bei rolled her eyes, her beady eyes narrowing into slits:

"Exactly. We're not your little sissies anymore."

"I'm calling you Sister Mo today because you used to give us money."

Guan Li spat on the ground:

"If you don't have that stinking money, who would want to follow you? What are you pretending to be, big sister?"

......

The air became quiet.

Bai Li's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and covered Xie Lingmo's ears:

"Lingmo, stop listening."

But it's too late.

Xie Lingmo was stunned, and the bamboo chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground.

Those harsh words were all about money.

They're all stabbing her in the heart.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone around her, without exception, was after the Xie family's wealth.

Behind every fawning smile from her father's subordinates, her nanny, and the young women who raced with her, there was a price tag attached.

Nobody was willing to have a serious heart-to-heart talk with her.

This long-held belief was the root cause of her depression.

An overwhelming sense of loneliness was about to overwhelm her.

Her bright eyes quickly lost their luster.

Her short pink hair hung limply on both sides of her face, obscuring her stunningly beautiful features.

The warmth and everyday life that Bai Li brought these past few days were ruthlessly torn apart by those two bitches, Guan Li and Guan Bei.

Bipolar disorder teeters on the brink of exacerbation.

A red warning panel pops up in front of the retina.

[Warning! Target Xie Lingmo is extremely pessimistic, and her affection level is on the verge of collapse!]

Is this still available?

I've put in so much effort, using a mix of coaxing and deception, to finally get this pink-haired heiress to speak up.

The progress bar is just starting to show signs of improvement; it's about time to start increasing the affection value.

How could I let those two Snorlax ruin my work?

Bai Li reached across the table and grasped Xie Lingmo's cold, trembling little hand.

The warm sensation traveled through my palm.

"I'm here."

Immediately afterwards, he took out Bluetooth earphones from his coat pocket.

The power indicator light is flashing red, indicating that the device may shut down at any time.

Bai Li didn't have time to worry about the battery level.

He pinched Xie Lingmo's delicate chin, forcing her to raise her head.

He then casually shoved the earphones into her ears.

Swipe your finger across the phone screen and tap on a song titled "Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart".

"Keep wearing it, and don't listen to what they're saying."

Bai Li firmly shielded Xie Lingmo behind him:

"Eat your noodles obediently."

"From now on, I will take over the battlefield."

After settling Xie Lingmo in, Bai Li turned around.

Facing these two mountains of flesh.

Bai Li fired the first shot:

"You two, next time you go out, check the almanac. Be careful not to accidentally hurt the butcher on the street if you don't see him clearly."

Guan Li's eyes widened, her face turning red and her neck thickening.

Guan Bei let out a hoarse cry:

"Who are you calling a pig?!"

Do I need to name names?

Bai Li casually watched the two of them:

"People can be thin or fat as they please, and they can hang out with whomever they want. They can eat at the same table with whomever they like. What business is it of yours?"

Bai Li's output never stopped.

"Or is it that...you guys are actually incapable of losing weight?"

Every word Bai Li uttered struck at the other person's sore spot.

"In real life, don't you even have a single friend of the opposite sex who's willing to sit at the same table with you?"

Guan Li and Guan Bei had always stuck together for warmth since childhood, and they had never heard such blatant and scathing mockery.

"What do you know! Don't use your simplistic, skinny, and childish aesthetic to impose your views on us!"

Guan Bei raised his thick arm.

"We're slightly chubby!"

Hearing the words "slightly chubby".

Bai Li couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

"You guys are kind of chubby, huh?"

He raised his hand and pointed at Guan Bei:

"When it stands up straight, it's almost a cube. Its length, width, and height are all the same size."

"If you were thrown directly from a great height to a low altitude, the force of your impact upon landing would be equivalent to a nuclear bomb."

"You don't even need to prepare before you become a human door-breaking ram."

Guan Li and Guan Bei were stung by Bai Li's words and completely lost their minds.

"What do you mean! You look down on us fat girls, don't you?!"

Bai Li dropped his nonchalant attitude.

He stood up, and his height of 1.87 meters and broad shoulders created an extremely strong sense of pressure.

"Stop trying to use your connections to intimidate others."

"Your behavior doesn't speak for all heavy-weight girls."

Bai Li raised his hand and pointed to the old street outside the door.

Under the scorching midday sun, an elderly woman, her face covered in sweat, was struggling to push a tricycle loaded with fruit uphill.

"Go and see what's outside."

"She worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk, shedding blood and sweat, just to ensure her family had food to eat."

"That kind of resilience in the face of life's challenges deserves our respect."

Bai Li's gaze was like a knife, scraping across the faces of the two men.

"Instead of being like you two pieces of trash."

"Using nonsensical and fallacious arguments to attack others at will."

The surrounding diners noticed what was happening and all looked over.

And behind Bai Li is Xie Lingmo.

The headphones emitted a static sound.

"Beep beep beep".

The earphones ran out of battery and shut down automatically.

The music stopped.

Bai Li's steady and powerful voice entered Xie Lingmo's ears:

"Trying to use your own inferiority complex to hold others hostage?"

Even if she only had one dollar left, she would still be a million times more noble than lazy, good-for-nothing people like you!

"You're not even worthy to carry her shoes!"

Xie Lingmo sat on a plastic stool, holding her broken earphones in her hand.

She stared blankly at the broad back blocking her way.

In this small, unassuming restaurant filled with the smell of cooking oil.

The man named Bai Li stood in front of her.

With the most resolute stance, they protected her crumbling dignity.

Guan Li was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

Guan Bei clenched her fists, her nails digging into the soft flesh of her palms.

With no other options available.

The two exchanged a glance.

Like two kindred spirits meeting amidst the stagnant waters of a lowly mountain, the two instantly understood each other's meaning.

They placed their hands on the tires' waists, their massive bodies leaning forward.

Two sharp, piercing female voices merged into one, shattering the roof of the noodle shop:

"So what?!"