Only Those with Strength Can Help Others

"You're such an indiscriminate do-gooder. Sooner or later, you'll suffer for it."

As soon as Sister Zhen finished speaking, the car fell silent.

Zhen Rongrong awkwardly glanced at Li Ye in the front passenger seat, then quietly poked Sister Zhen beside her, clearly blaming her for speaking out of turn.

Luckily, Li Ye remained seated in front without turning around. They arrived at the school in silence.

Li Ye helped Zhen Rongrong unload her bicycle and asked, "What time are you free tomorrow? I'll bring you the letters from our classmates."

Zhen Rongrong smiled. "I don't have class tomorrow afternoon, but I might have to go help out in Chinatown at night. Why don't I come pick them up from you instead? I can also see how luxurious the St. Francis Hotel is."

Li Ye waved his hand. "No. Our classmates brought you lots of gifts, and your bike can't carry them all. I'd better deliver them to you."

"Oh, all right. Call me tomorrow and tell me what time you're coming. I'll come out and meet you."

"Then we'll talk on the phone tomorrow afternoon."

After arranging a time with Zhen Rongrong for the next day, Li Ye headed back to San Francisco.

On the way back, Wen Leyu said softly, "I feel like what Sister Zhen said just now was aimed at you."

"Maybe."

Li Ye sighed faintly. "Zhen Rongrong was always taking things onto herself back in the capital.

"I'm not saying there's anything wrong with helping others, but in an environment like the Lighthouse, so completely different from the mainland, she ought to think more about herself.

"But this isn't something we should interfere with. She needs to suffer a loss herself before she can truly understand."

Though Sister Zhen had only said one sentence, Li