Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

Lin Rongrong was momentarily lost in thought.

Does she really want to win Dongzi back?

Or was it, as the boy said, that she simply wanted to get revenge on Dongzi?

She's allowed to give others the cold shoulder, but not others. Want to yell back?

If Dongzi apologizes to her and talks to her nicely, explaining things clearly, will she get together with Dongzi?

Not necessarily. Even after Dongzi apologizes and explains, she might still give him a good scolding and condemn him for lying from a moral high ground.

The two will act the same way as before.

She would turn and walk away like a victor, thus reversing roles.

She didn't start with the intention of solving a problem.

Bystanders often have a clearer understanding of things, and their words are often insightful.

Perhaps that's what she was thinking deep down too?

Lin Rongrong is in a very confused state right now, trapped in her own little inner world.

In the waiting hall, many people were still talking about the battle in the Southern Territory that night, and they all exclaimed how exciting it was.

Are all these people idiots? Can't they tell if a live stream video is real or fake?

She really wanted to shout, "You've all been fooled! The person is on the plane! There's no such thing as a war in the Southern Territory!"

The more people around her talked about it, the more she felt she had really done something wrong, which made her very uncomfortable.

Finally, she watched helplessly as Dongzi's plane took off.

As the plane took off, the cable tethering the two seemed to snap completely.

......

Inside a cell, a young woman is respectfully massaging the feet of a middle-aged woman.

"Didn't you eat? Push harder!"

The middle-aged woman kicked the young woman out of disgust, knocking her to the ground.

A hint of resentment and fear surfaced in the young woman's eyes.

But she didn't react negatively; instead, she nodded repeatedly, "Okay, Sister Na!"

This doesn't seem to be the first time this has happened; she's used to it.

"Chen Shuyuan, who was your old flame again?" the middle-aged woman asked casually.

"Get up quickly, don't stop moving!" The middle-aged woman shook her slightly sore legs.

The young woman got up and continued massaging her feet, speaking softly, "Zhang, Zhang Zihao!"

The young woman was Chen Shuyuan, and she looked very different from usual.

He looked pale and thin, and although he had short hair, it was somewhat disheveled, making him look quite pathetic.

Her eyes had lost their former sparkle, and she looked like a little maid.

Who would have thought that she used to be a very beautiful and popular girl in her class?

Here, no one pampers or spoils her; instead, she has to carefully serve several roommates.

After a few months, she managed to adapt to life here.

"It's not this one, it's another one!" Chen Shuyuan shook her head.

"The other one, you mean Ye, Ye Chen?" Chen Shuyuan asked tentatively.

The middle-aged woman nodded: "Yes, yes, it's Ye Chen. I just went out to check on things and overheard the guards talking about his name. They were talking about the Southern Border War and the Divine Doctor. They seemed quite excited, like he did something extraordinary. Do you know that?!"

Chen Shuyuan paused for a moment, then shook her head: "How would I know? We haven't been in contact, and he hasn't come to visit!"

"Useless trash, you know such a simple thing, use your strength!" The middle-aged woman kicked Chen Shuyuan in the face.

"You couldn't even cherish such a high-quality lover? You deserve to be here!"

The middle-aged woman uttered a curse and then fell silent.

As Chen Shuyuan smelled the sour foot odor in front of her, her mind was filled with ripples.

Ye Chen used to massage her feet like this, and he even said it was normal for girls' feet to ache...

Life is unpredictable, and cause and effect are cyclical; now it's her turn to massage other people's feet.

So, what remarkable things has Ye Chen been doing outside?

Looks like I'll have to ask the caretaker about the situation next time.

The more outstanding Ye Chen became, the more it showed how blind she was back then.

She felt very uncomfortable.

......

In a self-built house in the suburbs, Zhang Zihao was watching a video about the Southern War on his phone, and his face looked extremely grim.

"Ye Chen—"

Zhang Zihao gritted his teeth and growled.

Ye Chen's TCM clinic had become incredibly famous after its opening, which had already made him extremely envious.

The more outstanding Ye Chen is, the more incompetent he appears.

He has now returned home to help with some business matters.

But his dad always says he can't do this or that. Why can't he do it?

In contrast, Ye Chen is now doing very well, which makes him look even more incompetent, and he naturally feels even worse.

He naturally didn't believe in the superpowers mentioned online.

As classmates, Ye Chen knew his own limitations.

If Ye Chen had any superpowers, wouldn't he have known about them during his four years of university?

Undoubtedly, this must be a special effects composite.

But regardless of the special effects, Ye Chen's increased fame is undeniable.

They became famous through a single live stream!

Ye Chen's account now has over 300 million followers, and he seems to have them all.

An account with 300 million followers! Just do some live streaming and you'll be rolling in money in no time!

Isn't this better than spending your days dealing with rotten fish and shrimp?

It's okay to live worse than him, but it's not okay to live better than him.

When people are envious, they think about doing something about it.

For example, reporting...

In his view, Ye Chen's attention-grabbing live streams were probably against the rules.

Typical examples include practices that promote negative public opinion and feudal superstition.

So he directly reported the account on the platform, and even reported some live stream recordings.

However, the platform responded that no violations by the user have been found.

Zhang Zihao almost dropped his phone, and in the end he

After thinking for a moment, he finally called his cousin Zhang Qiang: "Hey, cousin, do you remember that Ye Chen?"

Zhang Qiang asked, somewhat puzzled, "Ye Chen, oh, I vaguely remember him. He's the one I fired, right? What happened to him?"

"Do you have any dirt on Ye Chen, like tax evasion or something? I want to report him. The more dirt, the better!" Zhang Zihao went straight to the point.

Zhang Qiang retorted irritably, "How could someone earning a meager salary of 3500 yuan evade taxes? He didn't even meet the tax threshold!"

"Then why don't you falsify his income?" Zhang Zihao asked, his mind racing.

Zhang Qiang stumbled and almost fell over: "You'd better not say anything more. How can this thing be forged? Besides, paying taxes is our company's job. You'd better not do this kind of thing. If you don't manage to get Ye Chen arrested, you'll get our boss arrested instead!"

Zhang Zihao, still unwilling to give up, said, "You have more ideas, help me think of a solution! I get annoyed just looking at him, I don't want him to have an easy time!"

Zhang Qiang frowned: "Zihao, is it really worth arguing so much with someone like that? How well can someone like that live? Are they making over ten thousand a month, or have they bought a house and a car?"