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Zhang Yifan, who had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

As he watched the drama unfold, he felt he was about to suffer internal injuries if he didn't speak up soon.

He coughed twice, breaking the silence.

"Cough cough."

"I said, why don't you two just get together?"

"A reconciliation between ordinary good friends is artificially created to feel like a couple getting back together."

The moment those words were spoken, the air froze.

Zhang Yifan didn't even have time to feel smug about his witty remarks for two seconds.

A sharp, precise pain suddenly shot through the soft flesh of my waist.

"Ouch!"

He instinctively cried out in pain, his whole body jerking back.

It's obvious without even looking that the person who did it was Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi wore a standard gentle smile, looking completely harmless.

But there was no hint of a smile in his eyes, and his tone was as cold as ice water that had been cooled down.

"Would you die if you didn't talk?"

These few words, though brief, are incredibly impactful.

Zhang Yifan felt a chill run down his spine instantly.

Danger!Danger!Danger!

He backed down in a second and promptly muted himself.

His mouth was tightly shut, and he dared not utter a single unnecessary word.

He obediently returned to his original seat and became a well-behaved bystander.

Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan, who were originally immersed in their emotions, were completely interrupted by this farce.

The turbulent emotions surging within the two of them suddenly broke down.

All the grievances, guilt, and awkwardness were replaced by embarrassment.

Only then did they belatedly realize what had happened.

From the moment they entered and confronted each other until the misunderstanding was cleared up, Zhang Yifan and Shen Zhiyi never left.

I sat next to them the whole time, completely immersed in watching their extreme tug-of-war.

That's not even the worst part.

Tang Xiaonuan subconsciously glanced around the store.

The guests at the tables who were originally eating and chatting were now sitting separately.

At this moment, everyone lowered their voices and focused their attention on their table.

Everyone wore the same maternal smile, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

The gossip in his eyes practically overflowed the entire beer hall.

Tang Xiaonuan instantly froze on the spot.

Her cheeks flushed bright red instantly.

My face turned red all the way to my ears, burning hot.

The confidence and arrogance he had displayed when confronting Zong Wen vanished instantly.

She could no longer maintain her composure and hurriedly sat down.

They buried their heads low, wishing they could shrink under the table.

They just wanted to shield everyone's view and prevent further public executions.

Zong Wen, standing to the side, was equally embarrassed, digging his toes into the ground.

He had prepared a whole host of apologies and thanks.

Because of this commotion, all the lines got stuck in his throat.

He couldn't utter a single word; the scene was so awkward he was practically scratching his toes.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the private room was completely shattered.

Seeing that the two had completely calmed down, Zhang Yifan finally got serious.

They stopped making random jokes and took the initiative to end the awkward tug-of-war.

"Alright, stop making this awkward silence."

"The personal misunderstanding between you two has now been completely resolved."

"Now we should get back to the main topic and solve the biggest problem at hand."

His reminder brought everyone back to their senses.

Tang Xiaonuan immediately looked up, instantly switching to serious mode.

The shyness and embarrassment from before vanished, replaced by worry in her eyes.

"Yes! What exactly is Uncle Zong's illness?"

"We can't delay; we need to arrange for a thorough examination and appropriate treatment at a major hospital as soon as possible."

"You don't need to worry about money at all."

"I've been saving up my own savings for a long time, and I have plenty of money to spare."

"We're friends, so I definitely have to help in a time like this."

Her tone was exceptionally sincere, without a trace of politeness or perfunctoriness.

They genuinely wanted to help Zongwen alleviate some of the pressure.

Zongwen looked at her earnest expression and how she always thought of him.

A mix of emotions welled up inside me, and a bittersweet feeling instantly swept over my entire body.

My nose tingled, and my eyes welled up with tears again.

The tears I had just held back almost spilled again.

He never expected anyone to help him unconditionally in his life.

What I never expected was that this would happen during my most desperate and difficult time.

Tang Xiaonuan, whom she had mindlessly pushed away, still unconditionally wanted to cover for herself.

Zong Wen suppressed the emotion in his heart and spoke softly.

"Xiaonuan, Brother Fan has already taken care of the money for me."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaonuan frowned instantly.

My first thought was of the 100,000 yuan loan I had heard about before.

His tone was full of unease.

"How can 100,000 yuan be enough to treat a serious illness?"

"Surgery, hospitalization, medication—none of these cost money."

"Furthermore, there is a long recovery period and regular check-ups after the surgery."

"The subsequent expenses are a bottomless pit, and we simply can't afford it."

"You really don't need to stand on ceremony with me. I'll definitely help if I can."

Seeing her determined to help, Zongwen felt even warmer inside.

He quickly explained, revealing some bombshell news.

"Not 100,000."

"Brother Fan transferred one million to me directly."

After those words were spoken, the desktop fell silent for two seconds.

Tang Xiaonuan was stunned on the spot.

My brain went blank for a moment, and I didn't react for a while.

She hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Oh...one million..."

"That should be enough..."

The moment she finished speaking, she snapped back to reality and turned to look at Zhang Yifan.

His tone immediately broke down, filled with a deep sense of helplessness.

"Damn! I really can't connect with rich guys like you!"

She was just feeling sorry for Zongwen, who was under a lot of pressure, and was thinking of using all her savings to help him out.

As a result, they directly solved the problem with a starting price of one million.

The disparity between people is simply outrageous.

Zhang Yifan, who was watching the show quietly to the side, was originally watching the show quietly.

I never expected that the flames of war would suddenly and inexplicably spread to me.

He met Tang Xiaonuan's genuinely resentful gaze.

He wasn't flustered at all; in fact, he almost wanted to laugh.

He raised an eyebrow and returned a smug smile.

His expression perfectly conveyed the message: I'm rich, what can you do about it?

My heart was filled with overwhelming emotions.

Indeed, watching others date is always a million times more interesting than dating yourself.

He was genuinely relieved for Zongwen.

A sudden and drastic change occurred in his family, plunging his life into a low point.

There was no panic when the tree fell, and no one stood by indifferently.

On the contrary, he has Tang Xiaonuan, a beautiful, kind-hearted, and genuine person, by his side.

They did not despise his misfortune, nor were they afraid of his predicament.

Without hesitation, they were willing to contribute money and effort, genuinely wanting to help him get through this difficult time.

To be honest, Zongwen is really lucky.

It's so good that it makes people envious.

But despite the envy, the problems remain clear.

Whether they can go from best friends to the end is not up to Tang Xiaonuan at all.

The only obstacle, from beginning to end, was Zong Wen himself.

Ever since learning about Tang Xiaonuan's wealthy family background, Zong Wen's inferiority complex has never completely disappeared.

The disparity in family background and social class made him instinctively back down.

This is also the core reason why he previously acted self-righteously and forcibly severed ties.

Zhang Yifan secretly made up his mind.

Love allows Zongwen to gradually explore and grow on his own.

But Zongwen's deep-seated inferiority complex...

He stepped in to smooth things over; it wasn't a big problem.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Previously, Zong Wen used to boast every day that he was a top-notch dating master.

They talk about love theories and relationship strategies all the time.

In reality, they squandered a winning hand.

A perfectly ambiguous situation where both parties care about each other was almost ruined by his actions.

This is truly a classic example of someone who scores full marks in theory but zero in practice.

I may be venting my frustrations, but I can't let the important matters continue to be delayed.

Zhang Yifan put away his joking thoughts and got back to the main topic.

He looked at Zong Wen in front of him and asked a question.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

"Let's finalize the return trip time."

"Are you planning to head straight back to Jinan tonight?"

"Should we rest for the night and head back tomorrow?"

The problem arose suddenly, without any prior warning.

Zong Wen's mind went blank for a moment, and he was completely stunned on the spot.

A series of question marks flashed through my mind.

???

No, is it that sudden?