One Thing I Don't Regret

"Have you blamed me all these years?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"It's not my fault. It's my fault for being ignorant when I was young. Back then, you always advised me to take a correspondence course and study, but I didn't listen to you. Now that I'm this age, I'm the one who's started reading and studying," Luo Wanyai said.

The middle-aged woman took out her wallet and pulled out a card. "You used to avoid me, afraid to come see me. This time you've come openly, so you must have really let go. Lao Luo, thank you for 21 years."

Old Luo Mo the steering wheel. "Why thank me? I wasted two years of your time and made you live in constant fear with me."

The woman placed the bank card on the Bentley's center console. "The bank card is in your name. The money in this card is the money you've secretly transferred to me over the years, a total of 4.31 million. I've been keeping it for you, just in case you run away again and urgently need the money. Now it seems I don't need to prepare it for you anymore; let someone you like prepare it for you."

"Alright," Luo Wanyai nodded slowly, "Is there anything else you'd like to tell me?"

The woman suddenly said, "Old Luo, you must do things you won't regret when you're old. Stop wasting your life."

Luo Wanyai was both amused and exasperated. "You'd better go upstairs quickly, or your husband will start to overthink things."

The woman got out of the car and went upstairs.

Luo Wanyai sat in the car for a long time, without explaining many things.

The woman misunderstood some things.

It's not that he likes anyone else; he just came to take a look. In the end, he still felt that the person he liked the most was the woman who wasn't wearing perfume and didn't know how to talk about love.

He used to tell others that when he ran away, his wife ran off with the money, which made him feel a little better.

But only he knew that when he was young, he had no money to be taken away. He was penniless, and the other party was simply completely disappointed.

Luo Wanyai stared at the bank card the other party had given him, sitting in the car for a long time.

Countdown 28:00:00.

In a high-end restaurant.

Luo Wanyai asked, "What did you mean by what you said yesterday? Could you explain in detail?"

The female teacher swirled the wine in her glass and said with a smile, "I don't quite understand why you're willing to work under a high school student. If you're willing, I can help you plan a new organizational structure and I can also be your organizational development consultant there."

Luo Wanyai was silent for a moment. "You are Time Walker, aren't you?"

The female teacher hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes."

Luo Wanyai smiled, wiped his mouth, and said, "I'll think about what you said. Let's go, I'll take you home."

After saying that, he drove the female teacher home and then left, leaving her alone downstairs, watching the car's taillights gradually disappear into the distance.

Back in the villa area, Luo Wanyai parked his car in the yard. After hesitating for more than ten minutes, he finally deleted the female teacher's contact information as well.

Luo Wanyai chuckled to himself, as if mocking himself or fate.

He opened the car door and got out, removing the tie that was constricting his neck, and muttered to himself, "I wonder who invented ties, they're so uncomfortable. The red wine is weak too, I can drink for ages and still not get drunk."

Music was playing in the villa as the undercover agents, off-duty, gathered together to drink beer and eat cold dishes.

Luo Wanyai picked up a glass of beer from the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he picked up some chopsticks from who-knows-who and took several bites.

One of the undercover agents chuckled, "Old Luo, didn't you go out for a big meal tonight? Why are you still looking like a starving ghost?"

Luo Wanyai grumbled, "These restaurants nowadays are all rip-offs. The portions are so small, it's like feeding a cat. You can't get full at all."

He knew these were two different lifestyles, and that one wasn't right for him.

At midnight, Luo Wanyai sat in his study flipping through his notes, still unable to resist recalling the charm of that female teacher.

With her slender waist and full hips, she walked like a seductive wildcat in black high heels.

Luo Wanyai scratched his head and continued reviewing the key points; he still had to attend online classes later.

The online courses he bought were very expensive; a single course cost tens of thousands of yuan.

Just then, Qing Chen pushed open the study door, found a place to sit down, and said with a smile, "I heard from the brothers downstairs that you've had some luck with women?"

Luo Wanyai sneered, "A love triangle."

Qing Chen didn't pry too much into the gossip, but was simply curious. "Why have you suddenly become so studious?"

Luo Wanyai pondered for a moment, then answered very carefully, "I've lived the first half of my life in a daze. People said selling VCDs was profitable, so I sold VCDs; people said selling pagers was profitable, so I sold pagers; people said investment and guarantee services were good, so I did investment and guarantee services... Actually, I've always just been trying to make money, without any real goals. Looking back now, apart from having some money, I seem no different from any other ordinary person. My ex-wife wants me to do something I won't regret when I'm old, but I don't know what to do to avoid regrets."

Qing Chen laughed and said, "Isn't having money a good thing? When I was poor, I used to walk with my head down every day, hoping to pick up a coin from the ground someday. Sometimes when I saw a disabled person begging on the roadside, I would look at the money in their bowl and think, 'Why don't I rob them?' Of course, I held back."

Luo Wanyai smiled and said, "People say that at thirty one should be established and at forty one should be free from doubt, but I'm almost fifty and still have a lot of questions in my head. I can't figure out how I should live my life."

Qing Chen was silent for a while before saying, "Confucius said that at thirty one stands firm and at forty one is free from doubt. He meant that if there are thirty enemies, it is worth it for me to stand up and fight them. If there are forty enemies, I can still fight them clearly and without any doubt."

Luo Wanyai fell silent. "Now that you mention it, Confucius sounds a bit like a gangster boss."

"Haha," Qing Chen laughed, "Actually, I think what 'forty is no longer perplexing' means is that even if you encounter something you don't understand, you won't want to investigate it anymore by the time you're forty. Your sudden eagerness to learn is a bit unexpected. What, want to try a different way of life?"

Luo Wanyai said thoughtfully, "I've been thinking these past two days about what I can do to avoid regrets after a mediocre life. Zhang Qinghuan may be a bit reckless, but one thing he said really resonated with me. Everything he did in the past was to improve his own life, but that kind of happiness is limited. What we're doing now is improving other people's lives, and that kind of happiness is boundless. I might not have always respected you, but I called you boss because I know when to do what and which powerful figures to curry favor with."

Luo Wanyai: "But things are a little different now. What you're doing now is something I never thought of before. I'm studying now because I feel that goal suits me well, and it's definitely better than what I did before. Of course, one day when you stop doing this, I will also leave Bai Zhou and do it myself."

Qing Chen laughed. Luo Wanyai, a big brother in the Jianghu, used to be subservient to others, but that was just a manifestation of his mastery of human relationships in order to survive.

His mastery of interpersonal relationships was so great that sometimes others would genuinely believe he was completely devoted to Qing Chen.

But how could someone who has been in the underworld for decades be loyal to just anyone?

Qing Chen laughed and said, "Old Luo, you've stopped pretending to be loyal and have become more sincere. You've even regained some of your youthful spirit."

"At fifty years old, where does the youthful spirit come from?" Luo Wanyai sighed. "It's just that I've just woken up from a long dream."

"Where is that female teacher?" Qing Chen asked curiously.

"Deleted," Luo Wanyai without further explanation.

He had met many ambitious people in his life and knew what they were like.

They will first appear as a considerate persuader, then try to control you and devour everything you have.

In the past, Luo Wanyai wouldn't have minded exchanging ideas with this ambitious man again, but things are different now. He only regrets that he hasn't been moving fast enough on this path, so he must travel light.

Qing Chen asked, "Are you sure you want to continue with that project in the Inner World?"

Luo Wanyai nodded. "Confirmed."

Qing Chen asked, "Do you know that although the Parent's Association is still very secretive now, one day it will definitely be fiercely suppressed by all the conglomerates. They will put out warrants for your arrest, massacre you, hang you in the slums as a warning, and then destroy everything you are doing now?"

Just like what happened to their predecessors in the Outer World, the conglomerate will stop at nothing to deal with this organization that wants to overthrow the world—betrayal, massacre, torture, and sowing discord.

Someone will inevitably have to sacrifice.

At this moment, Qing Chen and Luo Wanyai's conversation became more sincere and open.

Qing Chen laid bare the foreseeable bloody outcome for Luo Wanyai to see.

Luo Wanyai said earnestly, "I can think of it; I've been studying that period of history recently. But boss, since you knew you'd face repercussions from the conglomerate, why did you still do it? Why start a business that's destined to be destroyed?"

Qing Chen said, "I want to plant some seeds so that the people in the slums can see the light and one day they will no longer have to endure the darkness."

"Understood."

Qing Chen said, "I'm mentally prepared, and I hope you are too. Perhaps from today onwards, we can truly be considered companions... I'm curious, don't you feel regretful about deleting that female teacher?"

"I think I'll go to the Entertainment Street instead," Luo Wanyai said with a smile. "It's quite nice there."

Qing Chen smiled helplessly, "It's up to you... We're being watched now, and I need your cooperation to begin the relocation of the entire daytime area. We need to leave this place before danger arrives. The daytime area is too famous now; it's like a target."

Early in the morning, Liu Dezhu Nan Gengchen went to the school to complete the transfer procedures, while Jiang Xue took Li Tongyun and Jingūji Maki to complete the transfer procedures for Xiao Tongyun, as well as the transfer of Jiang Xue's own work relationship. She had decided to teach art at the new school.

After the two teams left, Qing Chen also rode out on his electric bike. They were all wearing Bluetooth headsets, making it seem less like they were going to process a transfer and more like they were carrying out a mission.

After Jiang Xue helped Li Tongyun and the others complete the formalities, they went to Wangfujing on Nanchang Road in Luocheng. She bought several new outfits for Jingūji Maki, but because she was still sulking with Xiao Tongyun, she didn't buy her anything.

At noon, after the three of them finished eating, Jiang Xue led the two girls toward the back door of the mall where goods were being delivered.

A car was waiting there early, and it picked up the three of them and headed straight for Zhengzhou.

Through the Bluetooth headset, Luo Wanyai said, "Boss, Group A is doing well."

Qing Chen rode his electric bike away from Wangfujing and headed towards Luocheng Foreign Language School: "Prepare to meet up with Group B."

He wanted to disappear from everyone's sight during the day to prevent anyone from ambushing them on their way to Zhengcheng.

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