He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

Later I realized that things weren't always so wonderful!

Half an hour later.

Everyone slept soundly.

Yang Jiulang, however, could not sleep.

I simply picked up a cigarette and my phone, and went to sit down on the balcony.

A gentle breeze sobered me up. Thinking about what had just happened, I couldn't help but slap myself, thinking to myself, "Next time, I can't let the four of us squeeze onto the mat to sleep. I need to get a bigger bed."

I lit a cigarette, took a puff, and turned on my phone.

The screen lights up, revealing an unread message sent two hours ago.

Han Jun: [Yang Jiulang, driving practice tomorrow morning is canceled. I have some family matters to attend to, so I'm asking for two days off.]

Yang Jiulang understood that with Gao Shizhao in jail, she would definitely be running around and causing trouble for several days.

Thinking about how she had just been enjoying a tender moment with her lover while Mr. Han was probably starving and freezing outside the police station, her heart ached. She quickly replied: "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I just saw the message. Where are you now?"

The message disappeared without a trace, and there was no reply.

Yang Jiulang breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that she was probably already asleep.

After thinking for a moment, I sent another message: "Teacher Han, good people are rewarded. Similarly, evil people will be punished."

Unexpectedly, after a while, Han Jun suddenly replied: 【Yang Jiulang, am I a bad person? Why did this happen to me?】

Yang Jiulang was stunned, then quickly typed an explanation: "Teacher Han, you've misunderstood. Although I don't know what happened, what you're experiencing now might not necessarily be a bad thing."

There was silence on the other end for almost a minute.

Han Jun: [Thank you.]

Yang Jiulang: [Teacher Han, please get some rest. Don't hesitate to ask if you need any help.]

Han Jun did not reply.

Yang Jiulang put down his phone and stared blankly at the crescent moon in the distance for a while.

Gao Shizhao is in jail. Has Han Jun's nightmare ended? Can she get a divorce? What will happen to her three-year-old daughter? Should she continue living at her mother-in-law's house?

It's a tangled mess, impossible to unravel.

[Tingting, Tingting, are you there?]

Under the empty night sky, no one replied.

When I woke up the next day, the sunlight was already streaming through the curtains and filling the room.

Yang Jiulang opened his eyes and found himself holding Hou Qinqin in his arms, with Li Xiaoli hugging him from behind. Zhou Wanqiu was not hugging anyone; she was wrapped tightly in a blanket, like a person inside a case.

Yang Jiulang woke Hou Qinqin up.

Hou Qinqin slowly opened her big, dazed eyes, stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly sat up, her hair a mess, the strap of her nightgown slipped down to her arm, revealing half of her rounded shoulder.

"Holy crap!" she yelled, then turned to look at Yang Jiulang, huffing, "How did I accidentally fall asleep last night? Damn it, I was only focused on eating and didn't..."

Zhou Wanqiu rolled over and went back to facing the wall.

Lee Hyori gently pulled the blanket up to cover her face.

Hou Qinqin immediately sat down on Yang Jiulang and shouted, "No, no, make it up to me now, make it up to me!"

Yang Jiulang clung tightly to his shorts, pleading, "Qinqin, you'll be late if you don't get up now."

Hou Qinqin was stunned. She checked the time, then yelled as she dressed, "I'm so angry! I'm so angry! We finally get to sleep together, and... hmph, sisters, did you use condoms?"

Zhou Wanqiu and Lee Hyori remained silent and still.

Hou Qinqin slapped her forehead: "Oh yeah, oh yeah, you guys went to bed earlier than me. Ugh, what are you all doing? No, no, I'll come home early tonight. Let's not drink, it'll mess things up, damn it."

Both women's shoulders trembled to varying degrees.

Hou Qinqin ran barefoot into the bathroom.

Zhou Wanqiu also sat up, wearing only her white shirt, and walked over Yang Jiulang's chest to avenge the choking he had done the night before.

Yang Jiulang's eyes widened in pain, as if a dark shadow had drifted past him.

After washing up, Hou Qinqin and Zhou Wanqiu went out together; one went to study, and the other went to look for a job.

After a brief period of noise, the room quieted down.

Lee Hyori then peeked out from under the covers, only to be met with Yang Gulang's gentle gaze.

"Honey, you're awake~" Lee Hyori's voice was hoarse and languid.

Yang Jiulang looked down at her.

In the morning light, Lee Hyori's features softened considerably; her usual sharp and spirited demeanor was diluted by sleepiness, revealing a rare touch of endearing naivety. He couldn't resist kissing her forehead.

Lee Hyori hummed in agreement, raising her thin chin: "Honey, they've all left?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her long arms and wrapped them around Yang Jiulang's neck, bringing her mouth close to his ear: "Honey, let me make you some fried eggs!"

Yang Jiulang grinned and said, "In that case, I'll use the rest first."

"Oh dear, honey, do you have more?"

An hour later, the two went downstairs together.

Because there's a lot of data to process lately, Yang Jiulang has to accompany Lee Hyori to work overtime.

The industrial area was a little quieter on the weekend, with few pedestrians on the road. The two walked side by side, and Lee Hyori naturally took his arm and rested her head slightly on his shoulder.

"Honey, do you think Even will find out?"

"What did you find?"

"That's right, us..."

Yang Jiulang scoffed at the boasting, "So what if she found out? Even isn't your real boss. You're one of my people, what right does she have to interfere?"

Lee Hyori smiled, pursing her lips, and tightened her grip on his arm.

When Yang Jiulang arrived at the construction site office, he was stunned by what he saw.