The next day, Fang Lele had just come downstairs when he noticed a stranger sitting in the living room.
"Hello, I'm Mr. Ji's assistant."
Seeing him come down, the man stood up and introduced himself.
Fang Lele blinked, unsure why Ji... why his assistant had come to see him.
"Mr. Ji has arranged for you to return to school."
The man glanced at his watch. "You can have breakfast first. In an hour, I'll take you to the school to enroll."
As Ji Fengyao's assistant, he prioritized efficiency in both his speech and his work, his tone carrying a trace of his boss's underlying forcefulness.
Fang Lele froze for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and said softly from the foot of the stairs, "But I still have work..."
Hadn't he just given him money for his accommodation yesterday? Why was he making him go to school today?
Fang Lele didn't understand why he had arranged this. He couldn't figure that man out at all.
The assistant smiled without speaking, merely watching him in silence. His meaning was clear.
Their peaceful days were bound to take an unexpected turn sooner or later.
One night, after some friendly exchanges, Cheng Yue was lying on top of Ji Huaijin, smoking.
A phone suddenly rang. Ji Huaijin glanced at the caller ID, and the moment he answered, frantic shouting came from the other end.
"Huaijin, get over here! Lin Shuyang's brother is about to beat that bastard to death!"
Cheng Yue lifted his head and exchanged a look with Ji Huaijin. They both got up and dressed.
Half an hour later, when they arrived at the club's private room, the one-sided beating was nearly over.
Lin Shuyang was curled up on the sofa with his arms over his head, bawling at