All I can say is, Qing Gege’s romantic experiences are still too few, she’s purely a blank slate.

She doesn’t know.

Once certain boundaries are crossed, men change.

Many women complain that the person they date and the person they’re with afterward seem like two different people; this is the reason.

"If you keep touching me, don’t blame me for not being courteous."

Someone glanced at the table and said calmly, as if to declare that from now on, he would stand up for himself and no longer endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.

Would Fang Qing be afraid of such threats?

The answer is definitely no.

As a leading figure among new-age women, the strong and resilient Qing Gege would never yield to shameless people.

"Let’s see how you handle this impolitely."

Hmm.

Someone’s foot was stepped on again.

Then.

Another step.

Fang Qing seemed determined to uphold the authority she had maintained for over twenty years.

If it were before, undoubtedly, someone would back down, either making excuses to go to the bathroom or switching positions with someone else. But today, he didn’t continue to be cowardly.

Zhang Zhongquan can stand tall.

And Tong Dan said it, today he is a real man!

As Qing Mei once again raised her foot, surely seeing the scene under the linen tablecloth, Boss Jiang, who had endured for half a lifetime, made his move. While his upper body remained steady, his legs agilely and precisely clamped down Fang Qing’s leg that exercised authority.

Fang Qing was startled and hurriedly tried to "withdraw" her leg, but the grip was too strong, she couldn’t move. Additionally, to avoid being noticed by others, she couldn’t struggle violently.

"Let go!"

She hissed.

"Should honest people always be bullied?"

Fang Qing’s cheeks flushed red, like the first blooming peach flower of early spring, or like the plum blossom competing with snow in the winter. Thankfully, there was alcohol backing her.

Fact shows.

When you strip away the facade of civilization, women do not gain any advantage.

"I won’t step on you anymore, let go."

Ha.

"You call yourself a lawyer; just by stopping harmful acts, one shouldn’t face punishment?"

"What do you want?!"

The intertwined feeling of legs was more intoxicating than alcohol, how deep is this person’s skill at acting?

He even gracefully picked up a piece of steamed pork and put it into his mouth without any noticeable change. Only after chewing did he say, "What do you think?"

Fang Qing tightly pressed her lips, her eyes flashing fiercely, then seemed to make a very difficult decision.

"...I’ll let you touch it again."

Jiang Chen, who was only trying to scare her, was stunned, then couldn’t hold back and laughed loudly. Luckily, he had already swallowed the steamed pork, otherwise he would have surely spat it out.

Everyone was immediately attracted, looking at Jiang Chen who suddenly burst into laughter, bewildered.

"Bro... what’s wrong with you?"

————

First People’s Hospital.

The ER doctor said earnestly, "Your husband’s high blood pressure isn’t too serious, but his liver qi is stagnated, which is typical of living in a suppressive environment for a long period and emotions not being released."

"Doctor, should he be hospitalized?"

Mai Encui didn’t understand the doctor’s implication at all, or perhaps she simply didn’t want to understand.

"Not for now, but it’s best to keep him from being agitated. High blood pressure is common now and doesn’t affect normal life, but if poorly managed and it flares up, there’s a risk of him becoming a vegetable."

This doctor is truly compassionate, intentionally being dramatic, undoubtedly to make the patient’s situation within the family better.

Actually, doctors over time realize that some patients’ ailments are not physical.

Upon hearing the risk of becoming a vegetable, Mai Encui’s face turned a few shades paler, even the makeup she put on for attending a wedding couldn’t hide it.

Being idle is one thing.

But if he becomes an actual invalid lying in bed needing care, that day would be truly disastrous.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

"Remember to take the prescribed medication on time."

"Thank you, doctor."

Mai Encui left the ER with her bag, while Zhang Zhongquan sat on a chair in the corridor, eyes lifeless and expression empty, indeed looking like a vegetable.

He actually woke up on the ambulance.

"Splendid, what did it take to aggravate you so much, I’m calling Jiang Huazi!"

The doctor’s kind intentions seemed ineffective, Mai Encui huffed and prepared to fish out her phone from the bag to confront the Hong Family, outright refusing to admit any of her own responsibility.

"You think you haven’t been humiliated enough?"

Clearly Zhang Zhongquan wasn’t a vegetable.

Vegetables can’t sit down.

"Wasn’t it Hong Xiaoyu who aggravated you? Shouldn’t they cover the ambulance and medical expenses?"

Zhang Zhongquan’s face turned red, wanting to say something but instead let out a violent coughing fit.

"Cough cough cough..."

The doctor’s words resurfaced in her mind. Her son was still young; if something happened to her man and they divorced, her life wouldn’t be better.

Mai Encui quickly sat down, supporting her husband and patting his back, "The doctor said you shouldn’t get too emotional."

Was it his choice to get emotional?

A dozen seconds later, Zhang Zhongquan stopped coughing and spat on the ground, taking a deep breath, "From now on, we shall sever all ties with the Hong Family, and have no further contact!"

It’s evident.

Hong Xiaoyu thoroughly broke his heart.

Not only was he "beep beep beep" transported to the hospital from the wedding venue.

But he didn’t even get to taste the food.

The courtesy was given in vain!

"Yes, yes, no contact, we’re not contacting them anymore, are you feeling better?"

Mai Encui kept patting his back.

When it truly comes down to it, it’s always the couple supporting each other.

Zhang Zhongquan nodded, his mood somewhat calmed.

Mai Encui, afraid of further stimulating him, didn’t dare say anything to rile him up, "Don’t be mad about just a bit of money, what’s the big deal. There are plenty of rich people in this world, we’re not interested!"

Zhang Zhongquan fell silent.

Because such comfort is like a paper-thin window, too fragile, too feeble, too insincere.

"Our son is still young, you’re the head of the family, you can’t fall apart. With hard work, there are plenty of ways to make money. Even an orphan can become wealthy, can’t we? Bian Zaide became the richest when he was over fifty, you’re only forty, so young!"

No wonder she works in a beauty salon, she’s indeed eloquent, this speech is far more comforting than before.

But it’s only comforting emotionally.

The reality remains as cold as the white walls of this hospital.

"Can we afford a car worth a billion?"

Mai Encui was instantly speechless.

A billion.

In the mouth of big shots, just a breezy small goal.

But for ordinary folks like them, it’s heavier than the sky above, forget attempting challenges, even just thinking about it feels daunting.

Mai Encui opened her mouth, changed course, "So what if he’s rich? He still got paint splashed on him. What’s he showing off for then? He only flaunts in front of folks like us; when Green Land deals with the Fang Family, he doesn’t dare utter a word. Wait, he did...he encouraged other owners to sue Green Land, and what happened? Utter defeat, humiliation brought home! If I had such a son-in-law, I’d sweep him out the door!"

In mathematics, this is called equivalence exchange.

Mai Encui isn’t highly educated, just middle school level, but she succeeded in revitalizing her downcast husband.

How can you maintain a healthy mindset?

The key is "balance."

Using Green Land as a counterweight, Zhang Zhongquan’s heart isn’t as suffocating.

Laborers bending their backs before superiors, but thinking about the other party bowing to big bosses, as if dignity were gained.

Amid high blood pressure, Zhang Zhongquan undoubtedly lacks much rationality right now.

True enough.

Ordinary citizens have little discernment.

He nodded.

"Right. Compared to Green Land, he’s nothing!"