So, she dialed 110 and asked the police to handle the situation, while she headed home herself, getting into the taxi rented by Gao Liang. "Not hurt, I hope," Gao Liang smiled warmly, as bright as the sun. Zhang Yупing felt a warm glow and offered a gentle smile. They had never before exchanged such a look—this smile was sincere and genuine. Gao Liang's phone rang; upon checking the display, it was an unfamiliar number. After a moment's hesitation, he answered. A voice came through: "Gao, where are you?" "I'm driving," Gao Liang replied, momentarily unable to place the caller. The caller didn't respond, and Gao Liang continued driving as if nothing had happened. At a corner, Zhang Yупing needed to get off, and Gao Liang wanted to drive her home, but Zhang Yупing thanked him and said she would be there soon. So Gao Liang didn't continue. He only reminded her that it was getting late and to be careful when returning home. After Zhang Yuaping got off the bus, Gao Liang finally remembered who had called him "Liangge." So he dialed the number from earlier and said, "Ye Qian! How have you been lately? Is it nice being Jo's secretary?" "Dead tired! I'm constantly organizing so many files—I'm almost overwhelmed! You haven't visited my place at Longfeng Hall in such a long time! Liangge, have you even forgotten about me?" Ye Qian said with a gentle pout. "Absolutely not! The personal secretary to the head of the household! I'm so eager to please you!" Gao Liang replied with a smile. "Liangge, I'd like to ask you something straight: Do you have me in your heart?" Ye Qian said plainly, leaving Gao Liang momentarily speechless. After a pause of half a minute, Gao Liang said slowly and deliberately, "Ye Qian! As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. Recently, I've been so busy with so many things—I've been catching up on my responsibilities, and I simply don't have time to visit you anymore. You should continue doing a wonderful job as the head Do you know, Mr. Qiao is going to arrange my trip to the U.S. tomorrow—unless you come and see me today, I'm not sure I'll have a chance at all!" "Great! Off to the U.S.—excellent! I'm supporting you! Congratulations!" Gao Liang warmly wished. "I want you to come and see me—or come to the airport to see me tomorrow!" Ye Qian said. "Hmm," Gao Liang replied. Just after finishing the call with Ye Qian, his phone rang again—his father, Gao Zhongming, calling from home, asking Gao Liang not to go home. He hung up without saying much, and Gao Liang truly didn't understand—why couldn't he just go back home? By instinct, something must have happened at home again. Rushing over in a hurry, he found many relatives who had borrowed money surrounding his parents, shouting at them as they looked down, silent: "Pay us back now! If you don't, we're staying here today!" Father Gao Zhongming looked deeply distressed, pleading, "Please be patient for a little longer. Our wife has finally recovered, and now we are so grateful—just give us a little more time. We will surely repay what we owe, willingly and promptly." Shen Hanfu was emotionally overwhelmed, and as she was about to kneel, Gao Huang suddenly pulled her up and said, "Mom! Don't worry about the money—I'll find a way to repay it!" Gao Zhongming and Shen Hanfu were deeply surprised, exclaiming, "Liang'er! Ten thousand yuan! That's no small amount!" The relatives looked dismissive, treating Gao Huang's words as mere empty promises. One relative narrowed his eyes and said, "You're a fool, young man! We want real cash. Come tomorrow—we'll come again. If you still haven't paid, we'll sell the house and settle our debts!" "Agreed! That's settled!" Gao Huang replied with confidence and sincerity. Gao Zhongming and Shen Hanfu warmly saw them off, and only then did the relatives gradually depart. Gao Zhongming and Shen Hanfu then asked Gao Huang, "Liang'er, what exactly is it about you that allows you to earn so much? I know you've made great sacrifices for this family. But even with your part-time work at the internet cafe for three years, you've only managed to cover daily expenses, tuition, and interest payments. Ten Now it's hard to find work and hard to run a business—where can one really earn 100,000? Don't you dare do anything illegal, Liang! Our family has always stood straight—no need to fear the shadows! The situation on the Confucian Street has been terrible lately—two other gangs are now competing with us, the Long-Feng Hall for territory, and our brothers are nearly overwhelmed. As the second-in-command of the Long-Feng Hall, it's time to step up and take action!" Jo's words made Gao Liang realize that once he received the money, he had to deliver results. With the total of 200,000 yuan, I've always said it wouldn't be handed over without effort. Recently, I've been busy with studies and personal matters, and as a result, I've neglected the Long-Feng Hall's affairs on Confucian Street. Now, it's definitely time for me to take the lead. "Jo, don't worry—I'll lead my team and carve out a new future for us!" Gao Liang's words earned Jo a satisfied smile. "Remember! It's fifty-fifty—fifty-fifty!" He hung up the phone. Gao Liang stood ready, arms crossed and eager—clearly, a major battle in the underworld was about to begin. The next morning at 8 a.m., Haishan City Airport. Ye Qian carried her luggage for the U There are just five minutes left until check-in is complete, and Ye Qian can't wait for Gao Huang. She's feeling quite frustrated. "Madam! Please present your ticket and boarding pass!" The ticket checker has already begun examining Ye Qian's ID and luggage. Ye Qian sighs—being unable to see the person she'd hoped to meet, the depth of her disappointment is something only she can truly feel. As she helplessly produces her ID, a voice comes through: "Xiao Qian! I'm so sorry—we've been stuck in traffic! I'm late!"