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

Even the dogs came out.

A humiliating disgrace.

"Enough!" Yang Jiulang slapped his thigh and shouted sternly, "Open your mouths, no, shut your mouths."

The three women looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.

The chicken leg in Hou Qinqin's mouth fell out.

After they finished laughing, Yang Jiulang changed the subject and said, "Hyori, Qinqin, in a while, you should both go learn to drive."

Upon hearing this, Hou Qinqin immediately steered the conversation back on track: "Look, look, they're practically begging to give them money, could it be that they've already slept with them?!"

Yang Jiulang was almost in tears, looking at Zhou Wanqiu through teary eyes, "Sister, you have to prove it to me."

Zhou Wanqiu pouted: "I don't follow you around every day, how can I prove it to you?"

"Oh my god," Yang Jiulang said hastily, "I mean, I'm sending them to driving lessons for their own good."

"Oh," Zhou Wanqiu suddenly realized, and, suppressing a laugh, recounted the advice Yang Jiulang had given her that day about improving oneself.

Yang Jiulang added angrily, "Yeah, if you all work hard for me, you'll all have your own cars in the future. Why not take advantage of your free time to get your driver's licenses first?"

Lee Hyori and Hou Qinqin finally understood Yang Jiulang's good intentions; it was all for their own good!

Lee Hyori nodded: "Thank you, big brother."

Hou Qinqin became even more arrogant, pulling Yang Jiulang's head into her arms and laughing, "My husband is so good to me. I'm on duty tonight, so I'll treat you to a good meal, okay?"

"That's more like it," Yang Jiulang asked, sounding aggrieved. "How are you planning to reward me?"

Hou Qinqin stared at Yang Jiulang with her big, bright eyes, holding a large chicken leg bone in one hand, stuffing it into her mouth, and then taking it out.

After repeating this several times, he asked, "Do you understand?"

Yang Jiulang suddenly shivered violently.

Zhou Wanqiu glared at Hou Qinqin, feeling a pang of sadness. She admitted that she had lost.

Lee Hyori pretended not to know anything and hurriedly got up to go to the balcony to collect the clothes.

......

Meanwhile, Han Jun drove Xin Xin home under the stars and moon.

Inside the car, Xin Xin sat obediently in the back seat, clutching a small doll that Zhou Wanqiu had taken off her phone charm and given to her.

"Xin Xin, did you have fun at your sister's house?" Han Jun glanced at the rearview mirror in the car.

"Happy." Xin Xin nodded.

"How about that Uncle Yang?"

Xin Xin thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

Han Jun's heart tightened: "Why?"

"He was smoking at home, and his older sister Qiuqiu criticized him and made him smoke on the balcony."

Han Jun was stunned.

Then, a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She knew that Zhou Wanqiu was protecting her daughter.

After arriving home, Han Jun parked his car near his home, bought some meat and vegetables at a small supermarket, and hurriedly took his daughter home.

When they arrived at the door, Xin Xin was too scared to go inside. She hid behind Han Jun, her little hands tightly gripping her trouser leg.

Han Jun knew that her daughter was afraid of being scolded by her mother-in-law.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered the door, my mother-in-law was going crazy in the living room.

The old lady had disheveled hair and red, swollen eyes, clearly indicating that she had been crying.

But at this moment, her face was contorted with rage, like a wounded mother wolf.

"You jinx! You finally know how to come back?" The mother-in-law pointed at Han Jun's nose and scolded, "My son has been arrested, and you don't care at all. You're always running around outside, dressed up so extravagantly. Are you out there looking for some other man?"

Han Jun remained expressionless, first locking Xin Xin in the bedroom, and said softly, "Xin Xin, be good, Mommy is going to cook, it will be ready in a little while."

Then, she dragged her tired body into the kitchen.

Wash the vegetables, cut the meat, and rinse the rice.

My mother-in-law was still outside cursing and swearing, her voice like fingernails scraping glass, harsh and shrill.

I hurriedly prepared the meal, put it on the table, and then called my mother-in-law to eat.

The mother-in-law came out of the house, saw there were only two dishes, pointed at Han Jun's nose and yelled, "What do you mean, you wanton woman? You're feeding me this? Are you trying to kill me?"

Han Jun was starving and didn't want to say a word. He sat down and buried his head in his food.

When the mother-in-law saw that Han Jun was ignoring her, she suddenly became furious, bent down and yelled "Yaha!" as she shoved all the food onto the ground.

"Eat, eat, eat! All you know is eating! My son is suffering in there, and you still have the nerve to eat? I'll teach you to eat shit!"

Plates and bowls were smashed all over the floor, and soup splashed all over Han Jun.

Han Jun's expressionless eyes slowly turned cold, and his chest heaved violently.

She slowly stood up, and with all her might, swung her arm and slapped the madwoman hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The old lady froze, covering her face and trembling as she looked at Han Jun.

Suddenly, she pretended to fall and sat down on the ground, then started wailing and shouting, "She hit me! My daughter-in-law hit her mother-in-law! May she be struck by lightning!"

Han Jun ignored her and turned back to the bedroom.

Xin Xin huddled in the corner of the bed, her little face covered in tears.

Han Jun felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart and rushed over to hug her daughter, softly saying, "Xinxin, don't be afraid, Mommy's here. Mommy will protect you."

Xin Xin hugged Han Jun's neck tightly and fell asleep with tears streaming down her face.

Early the next morning.

Han Jun got up and found that her mother-in-law had already gone back to her room to sleep.

The living room floor was a mess, with dried food and oil stains on the floor.

Han Jun quietly tidied up, changed Xin Xin into clean clothes, and took her straight to the driving practice area.

Zhou Wanqiu had already arrived at the makeshift shed at the driving practice area.

Carrying three portions of breakfast for the older woman.

"Coach Han, Xin Xin, come and have breakfast."

Han Jun said embarrassedly, "Wanqiu, I can't accept this..."

Zhou Wanqiu said, "Don't mention it. This place has delicious rice noodle rolls. Come on, eat them while they're hot."

Han Jun offered to pay, but Zhou Wanqiu resolutely refused.

Han Jun put down his breakfast and said seriously, "Wanqiu, if you don't take the money, I won't eat. I've already troubled you enough."

Zhou Wanqiu looked at her and sighed.

Then, she told a story.

"A while ago, a girl was dumped by her boyfriend, cheated by her best friend, and fired from her job. A kind man helped her get through it all. He not only took her in but also paid for her to learn to drive."

Han Jun paused, then asked, "Wanqiu, are you talking about yourself? And that kind man, is it Yang Jiulang?"

Zhou Wanqiu nodded: "Sister, no matter what, and no matter what their motives are, I'm saved. So, whenever I can lend a helping hand, I will. Sister, don't be shy, one day you'll also have the opportunity to help others."

Han Jun no longer declined and accepted the kindness.

While eating, she murmured, "Wanqiu, that Yang Jiulang, I always felt he was different from others. Do you know him? What kind of person is he?"

Zhou Wanqiu shook her head and smiled: "I don't know him either. It's hard to say what kind of person he is, but one thing is certain: he is very kind, excessively kind."

Han Jun stared at the distant dawn, standing there speechless.