From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of life

Su Qing's eyes widened, and she pointed at herself with an exaggerated expression, staring at me in utter astonishment:

"What did you say? You want me to peel an apple for you?"

I leaned against the headboard, looking at her innocently: "Yeah, didn't you just ask me if I was hungry and offer to get me something to eat? Peeling an apple isn't too much to ask, is it?"

Su Qing was both amused and exasperated, and helplessly pouted, "I can order takeout for you if you're hungry, but peeling apples is a different story! In all my life, I've never peeled fruit for anyone other than my grandma!"

"Okay, fine, I won't peel it then. Just wash it clean for me, and I'll eat it with the peel on."

Su Qing didn't say anything more, picked up the apple from the bedside table, turned around and went into the bathroom.

When she returned, she had a fruit knife in her hand.

She pulled up a chair and sat down again, sighed softly, and said with great reluctance:

"Fine, I'll make an exception for you this time, since you look so pitiful! Hurry up and thank me, this is a rare opportunity!"

This is the first time I've ever met such an arrogant person. After helping someone, they even took the initiative to ask for thanks.

My wound was still throbbing, so I didn't dare to laugh out loud and had to suppress my laughter.

After calming down, I said, "Okay, thank you very much, Miss Su. I'll remember this kindness for the rest of my life."

"That's right, you can brag about it when you go out in the future."

I watched her quietly, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

This girl may seem willful and capricious, but she actually has a lively and insightful personality. Being with her is never boring.

At the same time, I also realized that she was not the kind of pampered young lady who never lifted a finger.

The fact that the skin can be peeled so thinly without breaking shows that this is something they do often.

She quickly peeled the apple, handed it to me, and said casually, "Okay, eat it."

I took the apple and thanked her with a smile, "Thank you again, Miss Su."

"Come on! Since you're alright, I'll be going now. I haven't eaten yet, I'm starving."

I quickly pressed, "Have you been keeping watch here since last night?"

"Of course, look, there's still your blood on my skirt. I need to go back, take a shower, and change my clothes."

It's obvious she didn't get much rest last night; she has dark circles under her eyes.

I'm easily moved by small things, and at this moment, I felt a mix of emotions.

This girl is usually stubborn and loves to argue. She seems carefree, but she does everything gently and reliably.

I looked at her seriously and said, "Okay, go back and eat and rest. Don't come to the hospital again tonight. Just rest at home."

Su Qing immediately raised an eyebrow and retorted, "What do you mean by that? When did I ever say I was coming to keep you company tonight? You're just being presumptuous!"

I was instantly speechless after being confronted, and could only smile and compromise: "Okay, okay, I was overthinking it, it's my fault, you should go back now."

She didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the ward.

But I had only been quiet for two seconds when she came back, this time with a phone charger in her hand.

She quickly walked to the bedside, picked up my phone, plugged it in the charger, and said:

"I borrowed this charger from the nurse so you wouldn't get bored lying here alone. Remember to return it when it's fully charged, don't lose it!"

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

"Then I'm really leaving."

I nodded gently and watched her leave the ward.

The ward fell silent instantly, and my thoughts gradually calmed down.

Looking out the window, the sky was gloomy, and it looked like it was about to rain.

Perhaps it was because he had talked too much and Su Qing had teased him, which aggravated his wound, but the pain in his waist and abdomen was much stronger than before, with waves of dull pain repeatedly pulling at the wound.

After calming down, I began to recall the thrilling scene from last night.

Thankfully, the knife didn't hit any vital organs.

If I had been even a little off to the side, I probably would have died in that alley last night.

This proves the old saying true: you never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident.

Just as I was lost in thought and feeling sentimental, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

I thought it was the doctor, so I quickly gathered my thoughts.

But when I turned to look at the person who came in through the door of the ward, I was instantly stunned.

It wasn't the doctor, nor anyone around me, but Fang Heng.

I have no idea how he found this place.

Moreover, what is he doing here?

Fang Heng walked slowly toward the hospital bed, a seemingly gentle and polite smile on his face.

However, that seemingly gentle smile gave me a bad feeling.

Before he could speak, I asked first, "What brings you here?"

Fang Heng walked to the bedside and said in a feigned concerned tone, "I heard you were stabbed and hospitalized last night. I came to see you. How are you?"

Look at me?

It's ridiculous. In all the times I've run into him, has he ever given me a friendly look?

Moreover, after doing so many things to me behind my back, this fake visit is nothing but crocodile tears and feigned compassion.

I naturally didn't believe his explanation and interrupted him coldly: "Stop with the useless pleasantries, just say what you have to say."

Fang Heng wasn't annoyed. He slowly pulled out a chair next to the bed and sat down, his posture composed.

After a two-second silence, he finally dropped his pretense and got straight to the point: "I'll just ask you one question: do you think it's dangerous for Su Qing to be following you around like this?"

I don't think he came here out of concern for Su Qing's safety; he's probably laying the groundwork for something.

I had no interest in his roundabout talk, and said coldly, "I told you, stop with the nonsense. If you have nothing to say, please leave. I don't want to see you."

"Don't rush to kick me out," Fang Heng said calmly. "I only have two sentences to say, and I'll leave immediately afterward."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming increasingly authoritative: "I know Su Qing made a bet with her family and is now determined to hang out with you. My advice to you is, don't get involved in anything she does, and stay away from her."

"You and she are from completely different worlds, and you know that better than anyone else."

"As long as you promise to stay away from Su Qing from now on and have no further involvement with her, you can name your price."

After all that talk, they still want to solve it with money.

I didn't mince words with him and made a ridiculous demand, saying in a mocking tone, "Fine, one hundred million. If you can come up with that, I'll disappear immediately and never show my face in front of her again."

Fang Heng's face instantly darkened: "Lin Ye, don't be ungrateful!"

I shrugged, looking nonchalant: "You're the one who told me to name my price, and now you're unhappy with it. What, you're allowed to set the conditions, but I'm not allowed to say anything?"

Fang Heng's face grew increasingly grim, and he said with obvious threat, "Speak properly, and stop spouting these unrealistic empty words."

He paused, then held up one finger, his tone carrying an arrogant, condescending tone: "One million."

"This million is enough for you to change your current life at the bottom of society. As long as you nod, I will transfer the money right now."

Looking at his arrogant demeanor, I couldn't help but sneer: "The famous Young Master Fang, only offers a million? If you asked for ten million, I might think more highly of you and consider you somewhat sincere. A mere million, and you dare to use it to humiliate people?"

These words thoroughly enraged Fang Heng.