Yan Feifan and Lu Yao were subjected to round after round of questioning and verification at the Capital Airport Police Station.

After an ordeal that lasted over an hour, it wasn’t until nearly eleven in the morning that they were finally picked up by Yu Youhai, who had rushed over himself.

Once their driver had left the airport and the car was moving smoothly, Yu Youhai finally spoke, his tone apologetic. "Mr. Yan, I’m truly sorry. You must have been terribly frightened."

Yan Feifan replied politely, "Mr. Yu, it wasn’t your fault. Besides, it was a close call, but I’m unharmed."

Yu Youhai’s tone turned serious. "No, this is our fault."

"The esteemed Yu Family has so many doctors, including several psychologists. We should have realized that a woman willing to get plastic surgery just for Zhixin must have some kind of pathological obsession."

"We should have provided counseling and taken preventative measures much earlier."

"But in the end, we did nothing at all."

Yu Youhai said, his face filled with regret, "This was a major oversight on our part, a huge blunder. We nearly made an unforgivable and irreversible mistake."

"I’ve seen the surveillance footage of the incident."

Yu Youhai continued, a look of lingering fear on his face, "It was truly a close call. That knife was just inches away..."

"Thank goodness for Lu Yao..."

Just then, Yu Youhai’s gaze fell upon Lu Yao in the front passenger seat, who seemed to be showing off as he held his bandaged right hand high in the air.

Yu Youhai thought the young man was being rather childish, but he played along. "Lu Yao, on behalf of the Yu Family, thank you."

He then asked with concern, "How’s your right hand feeling now?"

"The anesthetic has worn off, so it hurts like hell, but it’s bearable."

Lu Yao said this through gritted teeth, then turned to look at Yan Feifan in the back seat.

"Mr. Yu, I can handle the pain in my hand, no matter how bad it gets. The problem is that *someone* isn’t grateful at all. He thinks I was being a busybody for pushing him out of the way to save him."

"My heart... it feels like a block of ice on a lake in the dead of winter, frozen solid."

By now, Yan Feifan had completely recovered from the shock of the incident.

’To be fair,’ he thought, ’even though Lu Yao’s reckless push had ruined my own plan to save myself and nearly gotten me killed...’

’...the guy’s intentions were good. He was trying to save me, and he even got his own hand hurt in the process.’

’That puncture wound on his right hand won’t heal for at least two weeks.’

’And considering the outcome, I only took a hard fall without a single scratch.’

With these thoughts, Yan Feifan met Lu Yao’s slightly hurt expression. He cleared his throat twice, adopted a sincere look, and said, "Lu Yao, I was just terrified at the time."

"On top of that, I had a bit of a misunderstanding about you."

"That’s why I reacted so poorly to your heroic deed."

Sitting beside Yan Feifan, Yu Youhai was well aware that the two young men had a complicated relationship because of Yu Suye.

As an elder, it wasn’t his place to interfere in such matters.

Yu Youhai decided to stay quiet and see how the two of them would handle the situation.

He watched as Yan Feifan leaned forward slightly toward Lu Yao and said sincerely, "Lu Yao, thank you for saving me."

"And I apologize for misunderstanding you."

"Lu Yao, I’m sorry!"

Faced with Yan Feifan’s formal thanks and apology, Lu Yao suddenly grew a little embarrassed.

"Yan Feifan, don’t mention it, really. I was in charge of picking you up, so it was my responsibility to ensure your safety."

"Besides, you saw me laughing and joking with her. It’s only natural that you’d misunderstand."

He gave his right hand a little wave and then asked, "Yan Feifan, I know you’re amazing at suturing. This won’t leave a scar, will it?"

Yan Feifan answered honestly, "The sutures were a bit thick and the needle holes are a little big. There’ll be a bit of a scar, but it won’t be too noticeable."

Seeing that the two had resolved their misunderstanding, Yu Youhai laughed happily. "Scars are a man’s badge of honor."

"Lu Yao, that scar on your hand will be proof for you to brag about later."

"If it were me, I’d want the scar to be even more noticeable."

On second thought, Lu Yao couldn’t help but say cheerfully, "Mr. Yu, you’re absolutely right."

"This whole thing today is one of the rare highlights of my life. How could I not want a little something to remember it by?"

He looked at his bandaged right hand and grinned foolishly. "A little scar would actually be pretty cool. It’ll give me something to brag about to all my buddies."

Then another thought struck Lu Yao, and he suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! I forgot to get a copy of the surveillance footage."

"With video evidence and a scar, I’d be a bona fide hero..."

Watching Lu Yao act all smug and grin like an idiot, Yan Feifan suddenly had a thought. ’This guy’s simple-mindedness is rather endearing.’

’Perhaps...’

’An idea suddenly struck Yan Feifan. This guy was decent-looking, a carefree, second-generation heir.’

’His character seemed decent enough.’

’Most importantly, he wasn’t too bright and didn’t seem like the ambitious, world-conquering career type. My sister should be able to handle him.’

’As for Jee Mingzhi, the guy currently pursuing his sister, I have no good feelings about him whatsoever.’

Putting thought into action, Yan Feifan took out his phone, pulled up a photo album, and handed it to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao took the phone with his left hand, looking at it with confusion. "Why are you showing me pictures of your sister?"

Yan Feifan asked leadingly, "Lu Yao, have you noticed my sister has gotten a lot prettier?"

Lu Yao’s gaze returned to the phone screen. He swiped through a few photos and took a closer look.

"Your sister really is a lot better-looking than I remember."

Yan Feifan quickly made his pitch. "My sister may not be a top-tier beauty, but she’s definitely a charming, graceful girl."

"The most important thing is her personality. She’s gentle, virtuous, and understanding. She’s as comfortable in the drawing-room as she is in the kitchen..."

To push his sister onto Lu Yao, Yan Feifan threw all shame to the wind and went into full-on hype mode.

"Hold on, hold on..."

Lu Yao, figuring out Yan Feifan’s intention, quickly cut him off. "Yan Feifan, you’re going way too far."

"Even if Su Ye is dead set on being with you and I have to settle for second best, I can’t lower my standards *that* much."

"Someone with your sister’s... qualities..."

Yan Feifan was furious. Absolutely livid.

He snatched his phone back and snarled, "Lu Yao, you’re nothing but a good-for-nothing heir who can’t do anything right."

"Who the hell do you think you are? Some kind of big shot?"

"If I didn’t put in a good word for you, my sister wouldn’t even give you the time of day!"

Sitting to the side, Yu Youhai felt a headache coming on. He was speechless. The two had just made up, and now, in the blink of an eye, they were at each other’s throats again.

He noticed Lu Yao was flushed and about to retort, so he quickly intervened. "Lu Yao, that’s enough."

Yu Youhai then tried to placate Yan Feifan. "Mr. Yan, please don’t be angry either. Aren’t all young people these days so superficial, only caring about looks?"

Lu Yao, who had been holding his tongue, felt indignant upon hearing this.

Just then, his phone rang.

Lu Yao took out his phone. Seeing it was his mother calling, he had no choice but to answer...

After that, Lu Yao’s phone rang nonstop, one call after another, putting a temporary end to his squabble with Yan Feifan.

When the calls finally stopped, Lu Yao no longer had the energy to argue with Yan Feifan...

At 12:20 PM, the car pulled into Baining Hospital.

Just as Yan Feifan stepped out of the car, he heard a clear, bright voice call out to him.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw the charming Zhao Xiaoting jogging toward him from a luxury Mercedes van parked nearby...