Empty Son had never imagined that Wu Zhihui would leave him utterly stunned the moment he opened his mouth. Only then did he learn that Yanzi had been the top scorer in their county's college entrance exam.
Her score had been high enough to get her into a prestigious university in the capital; at worst, she could have gone to Jiangcheng University, another top school. Yet Yanzi had chosen Jiangcheng Textile University. Then Wu Zhihui dropped another bombshell: she had come here to work so she could pay off Empty Son's debts.
The two loan apps he had blocked had accessed his contacts as soon as they were installed. His parents had died when he was young, and he had few relatives. There were only a handful of people in his contacts, including Yanzi and Wu Zhihui. When the debt collectors couldn't reach him, they started calling everyone in his address book one by one.
Empty Son felt as if the blood in his head were freezing. He had always lived recklessly, doing whatever he pleased with his life. He had no one to answer to, no need to watch anyone's expression, and no concern for what others thought. But today, he realized he couldn't do that anymore. His heart burned with misery.
He didn't care that Wu Zhihui and the others laughed at him, but when Yanzi reached out to pull him back, he angrily shook her off and slapped her across the face. He cursed at her, telling her to stop being so self-important, then stormed out of the room. The moment he left Emperor Era, he slapped himself hard across the face.
Yanzi was as light as a feather, yet the weight she pressed on his shoulders was as heavy as a mountain. That slap had been