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Sun Yao had an endless capacity for tolerance and affection towards Zheng Mengni. She noticed the effort Zheng Mengni put in and felt pained by how exhausted she was. Thus, she suggested that Zheng Mengni take some time off to relax and enjoy herself.
As for Zheng Yicheng, Sun Yao had her ways of dealing with him. Zheng Mengni graciously accepted Sun Yao's kind offer. Just as she was pondering where to go, Ye Bing approached her.
"I heard you’re on summer break. Want to hang out?" he asked.
Zheng Mengni fiddled with her phone, her eyes sparkling like snow. She thought to herself, "Is he really that eager to see me?" After a moment of consideration, she agreed.
Ye Bing quickly followed up, wanting to confirm the time and place. Zheng Mengni suggested, "How about I come over to your place?"
Ye Bing fell silent for a while before responding, "Sure." He added after a brief pause, "I’ll come pick you up."
Zheng Mengni rolled her eyes; she didn’t want the Zheng family to know she was visiting Ye Bing, so she couldn’t let the family driver take her. Instead, she sent him her location and added, "Just wait for me there."
Ye Bing agreed, and they settled on next Monday.
Feeling energized, Zheng Mengni began packing her things. In the past, whenever she went out, she made sure to look exquisite, bringing along all sorts of beautiful dresses and cosmetics. This time, however, she hid some self-defense items like pepper spray, a knife, a baton, and a stun pen in a compartment for emergencies.
Meanwhile, Ye Bing was embroiled in an argument. The issue arose when Zheng Mengni mentioned visiting his home; he didn’t have a proper home to invite her to—after all, he couldn’t just have her stay at the welfare center with him.
Determined to change that situation, Ye Bing decided to spend his remaining money on buying an apartment and a car to pick her up.
A Qi firmly opposed him spending the money he had earned through his card. He argued that once they were at the Zheng family’s level, Ye Bing could spend freely without any hindrance. But for now, they couldn’t afford to break their poor image.
Previously, Ye Bing’s scarred face had already left A Qi feeling hopeless; it was a scar inflicted by the official male lead, Tan Yan. Since it involved a main character's actions, A Qi couldn’t intervene or help fix it—he could only watch as that gruesome scar remained on Ye Bing’s forehead.
Ye Bing was completely indifferent to this; he never paid attention to appearances, whether his own or others'. After all, it was just a shell, and it didn't matter how it looked.
However, the pain was real, and he would eventually settle the score with Tan Yan.
On Monday, Zheng Mengni set off with her suitcase. By the time she arrived at the meeting point, Ye Bing had been waiting for a long time. He stood lazily in front of a bright and eye-catching billboard, tall and lean, with slightly longer hair tied back at the nape of his neck. He wore a simple gray short-sleeve shirt paired with matching sneakers, as if he had bought them from the same store.
Zheng Mengni noticed that his skin tone was significantly darker than before, and his face appeared colder and sharper, with a two-inch-long scar prominently displayed on his forehead. Her pupils trembled slightly; every woman she knew was a delicate and elegant socialite in their circle. They wore exquisite makeup and beautiful dresses, resembling soft and fragrant little cakes.
Even when volunteering at an orphanage, the simple and innocent girls were nothing like Ye Bing. How did he get such a deep scar on such a noticeable part of his face?
Zheng Mengni, who had always cared about her appearance, felt a bit intimidated. She valued her looks dearly and worried that Ye Bing might be in a dark place mentally and might even leave a mark on her face as well. Just as she considered leaving, her hand instinctively reached for her bag to ensure that her self-defense items were easily accessible, which gave her some comfort.
Ye Bing, who was being quietly scrutinized, kept his head down, staring at his phone. His gaze was devoid of any pretense—cold and lonely.
"Hello, sister."
Ye Siqian suddenly appeared from nowhere, squinting her eyes with a cheerful smile. Compared to Ye Bing, the pale and unhealthy-looking Ye Siqian resembled a snowman, exuding an air of scholarly elegance.
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