The Treasure Girl Who Was Angered to Tears

Night falls.

Upon learning that Barney had been knocked unconscious by a high heel, Marshall and the others came to visit him.

"I'm fine, I can be discharged right now, let's drink until we drop tonight..."

Barney lay in his hospital bed, looking at his friends with great emotion.

But everyone looked at Adam.

"It seems everything is alright now."

Adam glanced at the monitor and nodded.

"See that?"

Barney raised his chin smugly.

"But."

Adam changed the subject. "It would be best to stay another night and observe."

"No!"

Barney yelled, "I've had enough of this awful place! I'm leaving right now! Everyone, get to MacLaren's Pub!"

"I'm sorry, Barney."

Ted said apologetically, "I have something to do later, why don't you stay another night? We'll celebrate with you tomorrow night."

"What could be more important than celebrating my discharge from the hospital?"

Barney shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I need to go apologize."

Ted smiled wryly, "At noon today, when one of the female office clerks in our project team took out her lunchbox, I said, 'Great, you've bought lunch for everyone.' She ran away crying, and I just found out that she resigned."

"You're being really unfair."

"Ted Mosby, how could you do this!"

Marshall and Lily immediately condemned it.

"It seems this clerk is quite the 'big girl' too."

Adam laughed.

"Right."

Ted said helplessly, "I'm really innocent. That lunchbox was huge, it contained a whole chicken, a whole giant one! I've never seen such a big roast chicken except for Thanksgiving when the family gathers together. If you were me, what would you think?"

"Go apologize quickly."

Adam laughed and said, "You know Monica, right? What do you guys think of her?"

"Very beautiful!"

"Very hot!"

"So touching!"

"Perfect!"

"Um?"

Adam asked a question, and the remaining three men offered their opinions, but some of them seemed to contain strange elements.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Lily, whose eyes were glazed over.

"Sorry."

Lily, who was woken up by her boyfriend, subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth and gave an embarrassed smile.

Since everyone was an old friend, they all knew what kind of person Lily was. After exchanging a smile, they didn't dwell on it any longer.

"She was a 'big girl' even in high school."

Adam laughed.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Impossible!"

Everyone gasped in surprise.

"Absolutely true."

Adam's lips curled up. "You can imagine the scene of two Monica combined. The current her is only half of the one she used to be. Every 'big girl' is a treasure."

So, Ted, you'd better go and sincerely apologize. Who knows, that 'big girl' you made cry and quit might just be your soulmate.

"..."

Ted's lips twitched.

He simply couldn't imagine what that 'big girl' would look like if she lost half her weight.

Now all I can think about is her.

He simply couldn't bear to accept such a 'soulmate'.

"Hehe."

Adam saw right through Ted's thoughts and teased, "Of course, it's fine if you don't want to do this, because who knows, after you've put in so much effort to help her lose weight and achieve a glamorous transformation, she might thank you and then turn around and go after some rich, handsome, or domineering CEO."

"Impossible!"

Ted countered, "If I really went through that period with her, I don't believe she would treat me like that."

Adam smiled without saying a word.

Innocent!

It seems that Ted, who hasn't watched East Country dramas, still has a rather weak imagination.

How about checking out Diamond Lover?

TV dramas are based on real life.

Such news is already commonplace in reality.

That's not even the worst part.

All I gave was my spare time and emotional investment as a coach.

In this process, your body can also get exercise.

Overall, it's not like I was cheated out of a good conscience.

Those who work odd jobs to support their girlfriends through university are the ones who, after the story unfolds normally, are the truly pitiful ones who suffer the cruel blows of society.

Does effort always guarantee a reward?

That was just a beautiful dream.

"Okay, you can go, but come and meet up with us soon."

Barney's enthusiasm remained undiminished. "Let's go first."

"Sorry, Barney."

Marshall also looked apologetic. "I don't have time either, I have to go back and write my thesis."

"Come on!"

Barney protested, "You think writing a paper is as easy as eating cake? That's exactly what you said when you were eating cake."

Besides, we had several parties back then, and in the end, you still managed to finish the paper that others would need a whole weekend to complete in the last little bit of time.

Therefore, your request has been rejected!

I disagree!

No appeals allowed!

"That was indeed the case before."

Marshall said with a bitter face, "But this semester's professor is the strictest ever. More importantly, she just got divorced not long ago, and now she's starting to vent her anger on us. A paper that would normally get an A will get a B or even a B- from her."

If I were to drink like crazy as before and rush to write a B-grade paper at the last minute, I'd likely get a failing grade, and I don't want that.

"Hehe."

Adam couldn't help but laugh.

He understood Marshall's mindset.

Like doctors, lawyers must take things one step at a time, be sufficiently steady and excellent, in order to ultimately succeed.

If you get an F on your thesis, you can indeed retake it, but it will leave a stain on your resume.

For those who just drift through life, this is nothing.

However, if one wants to achieve greater success in the future, this blemish will stand out among all competitors with flawless resumes, making it easy to be eliminated immediately.

If that's the case, Marshall will most likely never become a New York Chief Justice.

Everyone lived in constant fear.

Marshall quipped, "We all say in private that she needs a man."

"Yeah?"

Barney's eyes lit up.

You're not interested in her.

Marshall said speechlessly, "She's almost fifty."

"So what?"

Barney skillfully accuses women. "You discriminate against older women? Don't they deserve happiness?"

"I don't."

Marshall quickly waved his hand.

Is she pretty?

Barney interrupted.

I guess so.

Marshall shrugged.

"It's a Jaguar!"

Barney stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then snapped his fingers, "Marshall, I've thought it over, and I accept the challenge."

"What challenge? I didn't say anything!"

Marshall complained.

"Tonight..."

"No!"

Adam interrupted.

"Then tomorrow!"

Barney, now facing a new challenge, was no longer fixated on being discharged tonight. He tightened his tie and said, "I'll take a good rest tonight and also work out the Jaguar Plan."

Tomorrow!

Jaguar Operation has officially begun!

"Please don't!"

Adam cautioned, "You're still under the Charm Poison. If Marshall's female professor finds out, what kind of damage do you think she'll do to Marshall's thesis?"