Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

Da Shan's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth agape, and he muttered to himself, "..."

"Me... I have a talent for being a bedside companion? Is the medical profession really that lucrative?"

Chen Taotao was amused by his simple and honest appearance and laughed heartily, pointing at him and saying:

"Fool! This isn't payment for medical staff; it's clearly a gift from Mr. Ye to put your mind at ease!"

Da Shan then realized what was happening and quickly thanked Uncle Nan's son.

After the doctor left, Dashan leaned closer to Chen Taotao, lowered his voice, and asked with a face full of curiosity:

"Was the Zhongqing Society really wiped out by Mr. Ye? Not a single thing left?"

Chen Taotao nodded solemnly, his eyes firm and his tone certain:

"Absolutely true! I saw it with my own eyes!"

Da Shan gasped again, his eyes filled with awe as he looked at Chen Taotao.

Ye Tian slept until noon before slowly opening his eyes.

As soon as I moved, I felt a heavy weight on my body, as if a thin blanket was pressing down on me.

Looking down, he saw Fang Ting wrapped around him like an octopus, her arms and legs tightly around his waist, her head resting on his arm, fast asleep, her long eyelashes still fluttering slightly.

Ye Tian carefully pried open her hands and feet, his movements as gentle as if he were afraid of waking a newborn kitten.

He put on his clothes, went downstairs, drove to a nearby tea restaurant, and bought Fang Ting's favorite shrimp dumplings, oyster pancakes, and wonton noodles. He even asked the owner to add two extra spoonfuls of scallions to the soup base.

When he returned home with breakfast, Fang Ting was already awake, sitting on the sofa, staring intently at him as if trying to etch his image into her eyes.

"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

Ye Tian placed the breakfast on the table, walked over and ruffled her hair, his fingertips tracing the soft top of her head, and asked with some curiosity.

Fang Ting didn't say anything, but suddenly stood up, threw herself into Ye Tian's arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

After a long, passionate French kiss, Fang Ting finally looked up, her eyes slightly red, gazing at him intently, her voice trembling with emotion.

"I don't want to be apart from you, not even for a second."

Ye Tian's heart instantly softened like snow melting in the warm sun.

He reached out and stroked her hair, his voice so gentle it could melt hearts:

"Fool, I'll always be here, I'll never leave you."

Fang Ting then stopped crying and smiled, helping Ye Tian set out the breakfast, arranging the chopsticks neatly.

Just as the two picked up their chopsticks, Fang Ting seemed to remember something, suddenly put down her chopsticks, looked at Ye Tian nervously, and asked cautiously:

"You wiped out the Chung Ching Society. Won't that cause you trouble? Won't both the legitimate and criminal worlds come after you?"

Ye Tian shook his head, picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in his mouth. The shrimp roe burst between his teeth, and the delicious juice filled his mouth. He said in a calm tone:

"Won't."

"Actually, whether it's the underworld or the legitimate world, everyone has long been at their limit in their tolerance of the Chung Ching Society. They are an anomaly in the underworld, and everyone hates to kill them."

Fang Ting was completely confused, frowning with a look of utter bewilderment:

"An outcast? Why do you say that?"

Ye Tian put down his chopsticks, picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth, and patiently explained:

"Your understanding of the club is still superficial."

"Those low-level underlings have no choice but to fight and kill in order to rise to the top. After all, they have no education or background, and they can only rely on their lives to fight."

"You just haven't noticed that in a club, the chances of getting ahead are incredibly slim, like squeezing through a narrow door to grab a bowl of rice."

"Looking at the entire martial arts world, the fact that dozens of gangs are fighting each other makes people feel that all gangs are fighting and killing each other."

"This statement is both right and wrong."

Fang Ting's uneasy heart gradually calmed down, replaced by intense curiosity. She leaned closer to Ye Tian and pressed him for an answer:

"Why is that? I still don't understand."

Ye Tian smiled and continued to explain:

"To put it bluntly, the ultimate goal of people who are out in the world is to make money, and if you want to make money, you have to climb up the ladder."

"Most people who join gangs don't have much knowledge or brains; they only have a worthless life, so fighting for the top has become the norm."

"But the real leaders of the gangs all run the gangs like a business. No matter what they do, they will always leave people a way out and will not go to extremes."

"Just like the casinos in Macau, even if gamblers lose everything, the casinos will still leave them some money for their journey home."

"Everyone understands the principle that if you're full at one meal, you'll be full at every meal."

In other words, leave yourself an out in the end, so you can meet again in the future.

"But Chung Ching Society went against the grain and did things too drastically, as if they had dug up the road and left no room for maneuver."

"They're in the headlines every few days, arrogant and domineering, and they've offended too many people."

"Although you used to be a financial reporter, these things are all interconnected, and you should have had access to these kinds of information."

Fang Ting's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head shyly, her voice barely audible:

"I was deceived by their appearance and didn't see through their true colors."

Ye Tian reached out and ruffled her hair, indicating his understanding.

"It's normal to be blinded by a leaf and not be able to see Mount Tai."

He took out the newspaper he had bought on the way and handed it to Fang Ting:

"Just look at what the newspapers are saying, and you'll know how much everyone hates the Chung Ching Society."

Fang Ting quickly took the newspaper, glanced down, and saw that it used phrases like "God has opened his eyes" and "It's a great relief" to describe the downfall of the Zhongqing Society. The words were full of satisfaction.

Seeing her shocked expression, Ye Tian smiled and said:

"Don't worry about my safety."

"Both the legitimate and criminal worlds have wanted to deal with these guys for a long time, but they just haven't had a suitable excuse."

"Triads need to have a legitimate reason for their actions, and the same applies to the police; they can't just take action arbitrarily."

"If those crabs from the Ding family don't provoke me, I won't bother with them. As long as they don't hurt you, everything is negotiable."

"But who knew Ding Xiaoxie would dare to kidnap you? Well then, don't blame me for being impolite. Let's just kill him and be done with it!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ting's eyes instantly reddened, and she could no longer hold back. She suddenly threw herself into Ye Tian's arms and knocked him down onto the sofa.

Ye Tian was taken aback by her sudden action and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"Stop fooling around, we're having breakfast, the food's getting cold."

Fang Ting buried her face in the crook of his neck and said in a muffled voice:

"Why eat breakfast? Aren't I tastier than breakfast?"

After a playful fight, by the time they finished cleaning up, it was already dark outside the window; it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Tian walked into the bedroom, preparing to change his clothes and go out. He immediately noticed a large hole in the bed sheet, as if it had been torn by something.

He frowned, his face full of confusion:

"Why is there such a big hole in this bed sheet? When was that done?"

Fang Ting's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. She lowered her head, not daring to look Ye Tian in the eye, and her voice was barely audible:

"I cut it."

Ye Tian suddenly realized, and looking at her shy expression, he said somewhat helplessly:

"You're going to keep that as a souvenir?"

Fang Ting raised her head, glared at him, snorted coldly, and said arrogantly:

"It's none of your business! I can stay if I want!"

Ye Tian shook his head helplessly and took her hand:

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Hurry up and get ready, we're going to the hospital to visit Tao Tao."

Fang Ting then remembered her important matter, suddenly realized what was going on, and hurriedly went to change her clothes in a flurry.

But as soon as she moved, she grimaced in pain, her brows furrowed tightly, and she couldn't even straighten her back.

Seeing this, Ye Tian quickly stepped forward to support her, his face full of concern.

"What happened? Are you injured somewhere?"