From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of life

Fang Heng was speechless, his face full of frustration, but he couldn't find a reason to refute her.

Su Qing didn't bother to look at him again. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me around, heading out.

No one called out to her; Fang Heng and the other waiters just stood there, watching us leave.

After going downstairs, Su Qing was still a little angry and walked with great effort.

Only when we returned to the spot where we had parked the tricycle did she say to me in a low voice:

"I'm so sorry! I made you laugh at me."

I was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, this should be the first time you've sincerely apologized to me."

Su Qing didn't look up or reply; she just kept her head down.

Her hair obscured her eyes and brows, and she exuded a sense of dejection and embarrassment.

I knew in my heart that the eldest daughter of the Su family, who had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered the slightest grievance, was forced to bow her head and beg for a free meal. This sense of loss and humiliation was something she simply could not accept.

I took out a cigarette, lit it, took a light drag, and said in a gentle tone, "There's no need to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong. He's just deliberately picking a fight with you."

"I just feel...ashamed." She said the last three words very softly.

I smiled and said nonchalantly, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, I'm used to it."

Su Qing suddenly raised her head, her clear eyes looking straight at me.

Seeing this, I quickly changed the subject and asked, "So he really is a major shareholder of this store?"

Su Qing nodded, her voice filled with hatred, and said, "That bastard was threatened by Fang Heng. Fang Heng's family has too much influence; he couldn't withstand the threats and had no choice but to compromise."

"No wonder you're so angry." I suddenly realized.

"I was already very angry. I also invested in this restaurant, so I'm practically a co-founder. He didn't even ask for my opinion."

I sighed softly and soothed you gently, "Alright, don't think about these upsetting things anymore, it's not worth getting angry about. Get in the car, I'll take you home to rest."

After saying that, I threw away the cigarette butt, stomped out the sparks, and turned to get on the tricycle.

Su Qing didn't say another word and silently sat down next to me.

But just as I turned the key to start the car, I felt something was wrong.

Something's wrong with this car!

I immediately stopped the car and got out to take a look.

The moment I saw the condition of the car, I was instantly overwhelmed with anger, and a surge of inexplicable rage welled up inside me...

The car tires are flat; all three tires are flat.

What a coincidence!

I was fine when I came, but now I can't go back.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Su Qing quickly jumped out of the car, leaned over to look down, and her brows furrowed instantly.

"Why are all three tires flat?"

"It's obvious they let the air out, damn it!" I said irritably.

Su Qing looked down and immediately frowned: "Fang Hengqian's?"

I don't know if he did it, but I didn't block anyone's way when I parked here; it's a perfectly legitimate parking space.

I did think of Fang Heng, but I had no proof.

Going to the police and checking surveillance footage for something like this would be a waste of time, and it certainly wasn't something he did himself.

I suppressed my anger and sighed helplessly, "It's no one else but him. Typical despicable behavior."

It's pointless to worry about who did it now; the car is completely unusable.

I looked at Su Qing helplessly: "It's getting late, you should take a taxi home and rest. I need to take my car to the repair shop, and I don't know how long that will take."

Su Qing was silent for two seconds, then unexpectedly shook her head: "I'll go with you. Anyway, I won't be able to sleep when I get back, and I'll just be killing time."

I didn't try to persuade her, so I put the car in neutral and started pushing it from below.

Su Qing was also behind the cargo bed, stretching out her slender hands to silently help me push the cart.

This scene was both comical and poignant.

A wealthy heiress from a top-tier family in Longjiang City was pushing her cart with me, a deliveryman, on the street late at night.

If her former friends saw this scene, or took a picture and posted it online, it would definitely cause a lot of rumors and gossip.

However, Su Qing clearly didn't care about any of that. She was strong-willed and had a strong will, and I couldn't persuade her otherwise.

But pushing a stroller is physically demanding, something that a pampered girl like her simply couldn't handle.

She couldn't keep going after pushing for only a few hundred meters. She was panting heavily, her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat that slid down her fair cheeks.

I immediately stopped the car and engaged the handbrake.

Seeing her covered in sweat, I felt a little soft-hearted, turned around and walked to a nearby convenience store, where I bought a bottle of chilled mineral water.

I unscrewed the bottle cap, handed the water to her, and said, "I told you to take a taxi home yourself, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're exhausted, aren't you?"

Su Qing took the water and gulped down several mouthfuls.

He wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and said in a somewhat defiant tone:

"Do you think I wanted to be in this mess? This whole mess tonight was my fault. If I hadn't insisted on dragging you to dinner, you wouldn't have bumped into Fang Heng, and your car wouldn't have been maliciously damaged. How could I just go home and leave you to push the car all by yourself?"

She said this angrily.

But I could hear the deeper meaning in it; that's Su Qing.

She is usually arrogant and willful, and loves to throw tantrums.

But deep down, they can distinguish right from wrong, know how to take responsibility, and are reliable in critical moments.

I said softly, "Don't even think about those high-end places anymore. Things are different now. Those circles you used to frequent have probably all been taken care of by your family."

Su Qing nodded, surprisingly without refutation.

She lowered her head slightly, her eyebrows and eyes drooping, exuding an air of loneliness and grievance.

Seeing her disheveled appearance, I sighed softly and offered some words of advice:

"You really don't need to put yourself through this. Just go back to your pampered life..."

"Stop! Don't say anymore!"

Before I could finish speaking, Su Qing immediately interrupted me.

She looked up, her eyes resolute, and said, "I absolutely will not go back! Keep pushing the cart."

I stared at her, stunned for a long time, and finally shook my head helplessly.

I kept pushing the bike. This is a new town, and it's so hard to find a motorcycle repair shop here.

We pushed the tricycle step by step, slowly, for several miles on the road.

After struggling for more than half an hour, we finally found a repair shop that was still open.

I'm fine; after all, I do manual labor all year round, so it's not a big problem.

Su Qing was already exhausted, her legs weak and she was panting heavily. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and stuck to her face, making her look extremely tired.

I pushed the car to the mechanic, who squatted down and carefully inspected it, then said to me:

"Young man, your tires weren't just flat and deflated, they were punctured by something sharp. All three tires are ruined and need to be replaced."

I wanted to curse right then and there!

Deflating the tire leaves room for repair, but puncturing it is clearly malicious and malicious.

Although the price wasn't high, the whole process took more than half an hour.

After finally getting the car repaired, I restarted the tricycle and drove Su Qing to her rented apartment.

All the way, Su Qing kept cursing and swearing, saying things like "how hateful" and "what a despicable person."

It's utterly shameful that a dignified young master like Fang would resort to such despicable means.

I rode my bike silently, letting her nag on and on.