Chapter 05: Why Not Be Friends

Indeed, within one minute, more than ten people hurriedly rushed down from upstairs, and then they all quickly got into their cars. In the blink of an eye, dust was flying, and they had vanished without a trace

Yang Yihao immediately stood up, then paused and sat back down. Among the brothers, he was the one who was somewhat closer to Jiang Chengyue, yet he had never understood Jiang Chengyue's thoughts. Over the past two years, he had transformed from an unknown small-time thug to the top position in the Di Jing organization, and the hardships and difficulties he faced were naturally beyond words. In life and death situations, each time he fought, he was gambling with his own life! He probably had more injuries on him now than he did himself! Moreover, there was that bullet he took for Master Ruan, which had lodged itself near his heart; it was just a hair's breadth away from being fatal. In life and death situations, each time he fought, he was gambling with his own life! He probably had more injuries on him now than he did himself! Moreover, there was that bullet he took for Master Ruan, which had lodged itself near his heart; it was just a hair's breadth away from being fatal.

Upon hearing his tone, Hua Yu rolled her eyes and finally coldly huffed, "Classmate Hei, our newspaper is here to serve the people, but your underworld does not fall within the scope of the people. I’m sorry, I cannot fulfill your request."

In fact, she mustered the courage to say those words, her facial muscles somewhat stiff. However, there was no other way; she had already laid everything bare, just waiting for him to respond as she wished. Yet, in Jiang Chengyue's eyes, there was confusion, followed by a fleeting shadow of melancholy. After waiting for a long time without any reaction from him, she secretly regretted her impulsiveness and was about to withdraw her hand when Jiang Chengyue suddenly pulled his hand out from under the covers and firmly grasped her half-retracted fingers.

She lowered her head and followed Yang Yihao, unconsciously stepping into the elevator, going upstairs, and then walking into the hospital room. However, upon reaching the door, she hesitated again. Why did she obediently come here just because of Yang Yihao's words? Jiang Cheng's car accident had nothing to do with her. No matter how noble her thoughts and morals were, she couldn't extend her compassion to the underworld. After thinking this, she gritted her teeth, raised her head defiantly, and said, "I won't go in. Please send my regards to him." After saying this, she turned on her heel as if her feet were greased, ready to leave.

Yet what do these pains mean to Brother Yue? Over the past two years, he has occasionally caught glimpses of his own suffering, especially on rainy days. Whenever it rains, he stands motionless in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the seventeenth floor for half a day. Perhaps there is a secret place in his heart, but no one knows about it. He has only heard from others that two years ago, his woman died for him. But given their identities, who would care for whom? Moreover, to have feelings for a woman is a fatal weakness.

More precisely, he was completely unwilling to explain, and he vanished without a trace. Many blessings cannot simply call to question, "Hello, regarding the matter of you forcibly kissing me, how do you think this should be handled?"

"Go ask them to interview your seventh brother about his rise to success?" Jiang Cheng replied coldly, and did not ask any further questions. He actually understood that she was unwilling to come see him voluntarily; if it weren't for that kid's coercion, he would have had no chance to see her at all. But wasn't not seeing her exactly what he wanted? Why, then, at the moment she turned back to look at him, could he not suppress the joy in his heart?

"Have you washed your hands?" Huayu crossed her arms, not even raising an eyebrow, looking up haughtily at the man in front of her who was much taller than she was

Jiang Cheng's expression became more restrained as he looked at Xu Manyu, who was standing awkwardly beside him. She wore a beige sweater over a white shirt and jeans, looking impeccably clean. He felt a pang in his heart and shifted his gaze: "It's nothing, Miss Xu, you don't need to come in person."

Xu Duo Fu puffed up his cheeks, staring wide-eyed like a goldfish, suddenly turning his head to glare at Yang Yihao, launching a few invisible darts.

She was unable to sort it out, yet her mood was very pleasant; she even forgot to ask Yang Yihao about the accident that had happened to Jiang Chengyue because of her.

Xu Manyufu swallowed hard, lowered his eyelids, and instinctively took a step back

Taking a deep breath, it feels quite embarrassing just to think about it. They merely acted out of drunkenness, yet I took it to heart. Initially, when I went to retrieve the camera, I intended to sever ties with that group, and now that Jiang Cheng is no longer appearing, shouldn't that be just what I wanted? Why do I feel a bit of disappointment instead?

Yang Yihao pulled her out, and Xu Manyu took several deep breaths, finally managing to make her expression appear less flustered. She then patiently tried to explain to him that she really had no connection with his family’s Yue Ge, even mentioning that Yue Ge actually did not want to see her. She insisted that everything was just Yang Yihao's wild guesses and misunderstandings. However, Yang Yihao ignored all her words, directly gripping her wrist, seemingly eager to skip the elevator and fly down to the ground floor.

One can observe his unusual behavior towards Xu Duofu, as well as the occasional glimpses of his disheartened state. It is likely that his feelings are not merely a matter of interest. This is why he is so determined to bring the two together; as long as Xu Duofu can bring a smile to his boss's face, he is willing to endure any hardship. But what about that stubborn girl, Xu Duofu? She is actually trying to escape and avoid him at all costs. Are they really that terrifying? It has been so many years since he last committed any violent acts!

Manyu Fu, who had already taken a few steps, suddenly stopped, as if he truly was in considerable pain upon hearing his voice. Since she was already at the door, she might as well go in and take a look; after all, just a glance wouldn't cost her anything. She turned around and walked back, pushed open the door, and directly entered the ward.

Yang Yihao ignored her bewilderment and confusion, closed the car door for her, and then walked around to the other side. Just as he was about to get in the car, he seemed to suddenly remember something, grinning as he looked up at the building. A row of heads quickly retreated one after another, while the woman who still dared to meet his gaze—what was her name again? Yes, Hua Yu! He remembered it very clearly!

Jiang Chengyue originally thought she had left, but unexpectedly heard her voice again, and couldn't help but look up in astonishment, the surprise in her eyes unable to be concealed.

However, while many were joyfully bouncing around humming little tunes, Jiang Chengyue in the hospital room could no longer close his eyes. No matter how Yang Yihao urged him to rest, he refused to do so. It was not that he was unwilling; rather, he was completely unable to rest, as his mind kept replaying the scene of Xu Yufu reaching out just moments ago—cautious yet feigning nonchalance, polite yet subtly distant, which instantly pushed him far away. He did not like her expression and attitude; he would have preferred her to be timid around him, at least knowing that he still had some influence over her, even if it was merely due to his reputation in the underworld.

After a moment of stalemate, Xu Manyu put on a smile again, curling the corners of his mouth and squinting his crescent-shaped eyes. He walked around the bed to the other side and reached out his hand to him: "I am not so afraid of you now, nor do I dislike you. Please don't hold any grudges against me. I haven't invaded your territory; let's just be friends, shall we?"

Yet I heard Jiang Cheng speak again: "Aren't you afraid of me? Then keep your distance, why do you insist on not listening?"

Standing at the entrance of Rende Hospital, Xu Dafu looked at a row of luxury cars parked at the door, biting her lower lip and refusing to enter with Yang Yihao. Yang Yihao noticed her hesitance and anxiously scratched his head, only later realizing the rejection reflected in her eyes. He glanced at Xu Dafu in silence, then stepped aside to take out his phone, disregarding the fact that they were in a hospital, and loudly commanded: "Sister Xu has arrived! Withdraw within one minute!"

As she left the ward, she suddenly felt as if the sky was clear and bright. Was it because she had escaped the oppressive atmosphere of the underworld, or was it because Jiang Chengyue had agreed to be friends?

After much effort to get her into his Porsche and fastening the seatbelt, Xu Fufu was still making her final struggles. Yang Yihao couldn't help but sigh and said: "Sister Xu, even if you really have nothing to do with it, Brother Yue had an accident! Because of you! You at least have to take some responsibility, right!"

Xu Duo Fu, hiding in the last cubicle, was drenched in cold sweat. When did our family get involved with her? The two of them had merely kissed, and that was purely accidental. Colleagues around her immediately fixed their gaze on her, their eyes shooting like arrows, making Xu Duo Fu feel extremely uncomfortable. Unable to speak out of fear, he could only wave his hand, using his eyes to defend himself, insisting that that person had absolutely nothing to do with him

Moreover, he said not a word about the kiss from that night

Xu Fu is still engaged in the struggle against oppression. Upon hearing him say this, she became completely still. How could it be that her brother, Yue, being in a car accident is related to her!

When Shao Rongping was pursuing her, she adopted an attitude of playing dumb, burying her head in the sand for three to four years. After finally managing to pull her head out, she now finds herself burying it again upon encountering Jiang Chengyue

Do you think I wanted to come here! I cried, made a scene, and even threatened to hang myself just to see you! What kind of tone is this!

He ignored Huayu and rushed directly to the restroom, too lazy to even knock on the door, walking straight in: "Sister Xu! Sister Xu! It's terrible! Our Brother Yue is in trouble!"

Friend? ... He does not want to be friends with her, he does not want to burden her, but why can he never help but...

Yang Yihao was anxious; he had worked hard to bring her here, and now that they were at the door of the hospital room, how could he let everything fall apart at such a critical moment! Just as he was about to stomp his feet in frustration, he suddenly heard Jiang Chengyue's hoarse voice from inside the room: "Let her go!" Each word was squeezed out with great difficulty from his throat, and as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough softly.

The warm palm rested against her icy cold fingertips, and Xu Duo felt a strange sensation surge through her entire body from her fingertips. She was momentarily taken aback, quickly withdrew her hand, and forced a composed smile.

The voice was so low that it was difficult to hear, yet many Fuxian, being close by, still caught it, even discerning the subtle helplessness in the tone. Although he initially wanted to retort with a word or two, the unusual tone made him bite his lip and remain silent, while a dull feeling surged in his chest.

Xu Manyu stood to the side, only feeling a row of black lines appearing on his forehead, swishing back and forth.

He had no choice but to bypass her, glancing around slightly. In each small office, half a head peeked out, but at a glance from him, they immediately withdrew. Amidst so many dodging gazes, Yang Yihao accurately identified the direction they unconsciously unified towards: the restroom

But she is just many blessings, not that she

From enemies to friends, how far can it be from friends to lovers

The fist at his side tightened increasingly, and he closed his eyes, striving to dispel the two figures in his mind that were gradually overlapping. Yang Yihao could not understand what he was thinking; he could only see his brows furrowed into a knot. Initially, he thought he was in pain, but then he suddenly heard a "bang"—the sound of him striking the bed.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yihao still managed to find them, and this time he directly barged into their newspaper office! She was leaning over the desk with her eyes wide open, proofreading, and upon hearing his name, she casually grabbed someone nearby to shield her, while she herself hurriedly hid in the restroom

Xu Duo Fu turned back to look at Yang Yi Hao, curled his lips but still couldn't manage a smile. This scene, is it really like filming a movie?

On the hospital bed, Jiang Chengyue was wearing a light blue striped hospital gown, with her left leg in a cast, unable to move at all, her brows and eyes filled with weariness. Xu Manyu slowly leaned over, pondering for a long time before softly asking, "Are you... are you alright"

Turning his head to look at the already drowsy Yang Yihao, he raised his voice and said: "Old Seven, did you invite her here?"

Yang Yihao was taken aback, "Hey, this is quite fun! But now is not the time for play; there will be plenty of time for that later. The important matters take precedence, the important matters take precedence!" Thus, he composed himself and said, "Miss Hua, could you please hand over Sister Xu to us?"

Hua Yu was dragged out by Xu Dafu to serve as a scapegoat. She has always remained calm and composed, even when threatened during an undercover investigation of illegal coal mines, she did not show any signs of fear. This time, being pulled out by Xu Dafu, her silk shirt was wrinkled! She frowned slightly in displeasure, raised her eyes to look at Yang Yihao, who was flaunting his power at the door, and glared at him with a cold and defiant expression.

Yang Yihao suddenly opened his eyes, looking at him for a long time without daring to speak easily. His tone was inscrutable, making it difficult to discern any joy or anger; it would be disastrous if he answered incorrectly. He observed and observed again, until Jiang Cheng's brows showed signs of impatience, at which point he immediately clapped his hands and said: "Ha! I just happened to pass by their newspaper office! I just thought of going up for a cup of tea and a sit! Ha! Then it just so happened that I mentioned it, and she came."

Black, is there such a term as Black classmate? Yang Yihao shot a glance at the expressionless woman with a darkened face, ultimately feeling deflated, for even if his eyesight were poor, he could clearly see that this woman was not to be trifled with

Hiss

Yang Yihao was fixated on her, sniffed a bit, and stepped forward. He initially intended to push her away, but upon closer inspection, he was taken aback! She was a cold-faced beauty! Instantly intrigued, he squinted and leaned in to look at her name tag, murmuring, "Hua Yu?" As he spoke, he extended his hand, saying, "Miss Hua, it's a pleasure to meet you. I look forward to your guidance!"

Many blessings have once again become ostriches