The young driver's beautiful boss

The next day, Tang Bei left before Situ Jing woke up.

He left Hong Qianxue at Situ Jing's house and drove to find Chen Lang.

Zhou Xue texted him, asking him to bring some food to Chen Lang, worried that he might starve to death.

Tang Bei bought some steamed buns and bottled water, opened the basement door, and Chen Lang saw him, becoming extremely agitated.

"Please, please let me out, okay?"

Chen Lang was in a state of collapse, no longer stubborn as before. He was locked in the basement, which was pitch black and had no light at all.

My mind simply couldn't bear this unknown fear.

There were no lights in the basement, so Tang Bei shone his phone's flashlight on Chen Lang.

"Hey bro, grab something to eat."

He tossed the steamed bun and bottled water to Chen Lang.

Chen Lang was stunned for a moment, then pounced on the steamed bun on the ground like a hungry wolf and devoured it.

Tang Bei watched him quietly, without disturbing him while he ate, but he felt very uncomfortable inside.

He saw sorrow in Chen Lang; if he wasn't strong enough, he too would become a pawn, manipulated by others.

Ultimately, it didn't end well.

Tang Bei was not a kind-hearted person; he only wanted to control his own destiny.

I don't want to live like before, being trampled on and living without dignity.

The desire to become stronger is surging like a flood bursting its banks, unstoppable.

After Chen Lang finished eating, he looked up at Tang Bei and said, "Brother, I've thought it through. I'll tell you everything."

"Zhang Cheng bribed me to do something to Zhou Xue."

"He said Zhou Xue was a very traditional woman, and that if I had people rape her, record the video, and upload it online, she would be ruined, break down, and might even commit suicide..."

"Brother, I have no choice. Please, I beg you, give me a way out."

"I admit it was my fault, but Zhang Cheng offered too much, and I couldn't refuse."

"I'm just a person from the bottom of society. I need money. I just want to create a better life for my family."

"Please let me go, I promise I'll never do anything bad again."

Chen Lang pleaded desperately, offering a painful and desperate confession.

Poverty is the original sin; if he had no other choice, he wouldn't want to take the risk.

Tang Bei was touched again; he knew all too well the despair of having no money.

My sister was in the hospital before, and we didn't have enough money for her medical expenses. We even sold the house, but it still wasn't enough.

Back then, if someone had paid him to do whatever he wanted, Tang Bei would definitely have agreed.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He would be willing to pay for his life.

"Chen Lang, I won't kill you, as long as you're willing to come forward and testify against Zhang Cheng, then I'll hand you over to the police."

Tang Bei said, "How the police deal with you is their business."

"Are you willing?"

Although Chen Lang didn't want to go to jail, this was the best outcome for him at the moment.

"I do."

"Okay, then you stay here for now, I'll come see you later."

Tang Bei emerged from the basement, his face looking rather grim.

He knew the suffering of the poor, struggling in life and being exploited by capital at every turn.

To make a living, people had no choice but to compromise, and everyone was under tremendous pressure.

"I want to become stronger! I want to be the master of my own life; I no longer want to be bound by others!"

Tang Bei roared in the car, "I want to make money! I want to help the poor people of this world! I want them to stop being exploited!"

When he received the inheritance, he had only one thought: to change his life.

Do whatever makes you feel good.

But that's too superficial.

Tang Bei wanted to help the millions of people who were like him before.

Driving on the street, I saw many glamorous people.

Then I thought of those who struggle to survive.

We are all human, yet our fates are worlds apart.

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted Tang Bei's restless mood.

It was a video call from Tang Xiaoyi.

Tang Bei suppressed the jumbled thoughts in his mind and pressed the answer button.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm driving to work."

"Oh, okay. Then drive carefully, bro. I want to talk to you about something."

"What is it? Tell me," Tang Bei asked curiously.

I want to go to work.

Tang Xiaoyi said, "I'm feeling better now, but I won't be going back to school until the end of August. In the meantime, I want to work."

"Xiao Yi, I have money now, you don't need to go through all this trouble."

Tang Bei's tone was full of affection. After his adoptive parents passed away, his younger sister was his only family in the world.

I don't want her to suffer; I want to pamper her like a princess.

"Brother, I know you have money, but I'm not a child anymore. You can't support me forever. I have to be responsible for my own life."

"Actually, I can support you for the rest of your life."

"Brother, no way! I'll support myself. I'm planning to look for a job later."

Tang Xiaoyi said, "I hope you can support me."

"Okay, I support you, but let's make it clear first, don't overwork yourself or let yourself suffer."

"Okay, I'll hang up now."

Tang Bei's face was full of relief. He thought to himself that his younger sister had grown up and had recovered her health. It was time to pay respects to their adoptive parents.

Since their passing, Tang Bei has been busy earning money for his sister's medical expenses and has had no time to visit their graves.

They must be very worried up there.

Tang Bei checked the time; it was still early. The company started work at nine o'clock, and it was only a little past seven.

I bought some incense paper and two bunches of white chrysanthemums from a roadside vendor.

He plans to visit his parents' graves.

Just as I was about to drive off, Situ Jing sent me a WeChat message.

It's a voice message.

Tang Bei opened the audio and asked, "Where did you go? Can you come with me somewhere today?"

Only then did he realize that Situ Jing had originally intended to take him somewhere yesterday.

However, their plans were disrupted by the unexpected appearance of Hong Qianxue.

At the time, Tang Bei also promised to go with her today.

I replied to her message immediately.

"I'm out buying something, I'll come find you right away."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After returning to Tangbei, Situ Jing quickly put on makeup.

Wear a white dress.

Today, she is going to pay respects to her deceased lover, Wu Liang.

I wanted to tell him that I now have someone to rely on, so he wouldn't worry.

I also want him to know that I will avenge him and let him rest in peace...

Wu Liang was previously tricked by Buddha and died in Situ Jing's arms.

At that time, his last words were to tell Situ Jing to live well and find someone to love again...

In order not to waste time, Situ Jing planned to go to the supermarket first to buy Wu Liang's favorite wine, and then set off directly after Tang Bei arrived.

She had only been downstairs for less than five minutes when two suspicious-looking men appeared at her door.

Wearing a baseball cap and a mask, their faces were completely covered.

They deftly used tools to open her door and quickly went inside.

They searched the house and found Hong Qianxue. They took out a small bottle and forced Hong Qianxue to drink its contents.

Then leave quickly.

After they came out, one of them sent a text message on his phone.

"Young Master Jiang, the matter is settled. Situ Jing has already drunk that stuff. You can come and enjoy yourself now!"

Jiang Zichen was thrilled upon receiving the text message and drove alone to Situ Jing's house.

Those two people were hired by him at a high price, little did he know that they mistook Hong Qianxue for Situ Jing.