I really don't have money for the ship girls.

Having already reached this position, the fact that he still makes regular rounds and inspections shows his extremely strong desire for control. Therefore, Ying Tian was quite certain that after seeing his whistleblower letter, the supermarket general manager would definitely take action against the supervisor. A leader with such a strong desire for control would never tolerate his subordinates engaging in underhanded tactics, especially since he might also be having an affair with his lover.

At least one thorn has already been planted between them and their superiors.

Ying Tian looked up from the bustling roadside and up at the crimson sunset on the horizon. He thought that if he had the time, he would rather go to the labor bureau to file a complaint. After all, having been raised by society in an orphanage, he still trusted society to some extent. Unfortunately, he was plagued by misfortune and had neither the time nor the energy, so this was the only way he could retaliate.

Sometimes, Ying Tian's willingness to swallow his anger stemmed from his belief that the potential gains were not worth the effort. His motto was always to repay kindness with kindness and to repay injustice with justice. After all, he was an orphan, penniless and powerless, but he had no worries about the future. He was content with just being able to feed himself.

The pedestrian light turned green, and Yingtian, carrying his schoolbag, was swept along by the crowd as they crossed the noisy road.

Even though they had only been apart for a short while, Ying Tian couldn't help but think of the Prince of Wales again—that woman with radiant blonde hair and a charming smile. Before saying goodbye, she borrowed a book and sat quietly reading in the fast-food restaurant, as if she intended to stay there all night.

As an employee of a game company, your food, accommodation, and transportation expenses when traveling on business should definitely be reimbursed. Is it really necessary to save the company money like this? The boss would probably kneel down and kowtow to this kind of employee.

Ying Tian shook his head, trying to banish these thoughts from his mind. In any case, it was the "Prince of Wales'" own choice, and no one else had the right to interfere.

She helps the company boost its performance, saves the company money, and even selflessly helps a complete stranger she's only met once. Perhaps this is what a "white leftist saint" is all about.

Ying Tian used to complain about this kind of person online, but now he just wants to say, Cheng Xin, I'm sorry, you're still okay as long as you don't become the Swordholder.

However, Ying Tian was also reflecting on himself, realizing that he had opened up to a stranger so easily, which was really not in line with his personality.

The main reason is that the Prince of Wales is not only beautiful, but also a classic British beauty with an exotic charm. In addition, she possesses a mature and upright demeanor, which is extremely appealing to an orphan like myself who lacks maternal love.

As expected, I am only nineteen years old. Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, let alone an ordinary person like myself. I must take this as a warning.

Ying Tian decided to skip dinner as punishment, since he had already eaten some fries and hamburgers, which had given him a good amount of energy.

As Ying Tian entered the school gate, the second period of the afternoon class had not yet ended. However, as the nightlife was about to begin, quite a few students were already walking sparsely on the main road. Ying Tian wondered if anyone was looking at him with unfriendly eyes. After all, the news that Fu Ya suspected him of stealing money from her bank card had spread like wildfire, but the bank and the school security department's denials had not attracted much attention.

Fortunately, Yingtian didn't care too much. If he really cared so much about what others thought, his self-esteem would have exploded when he was a child and people at school said he didn't have parents.

Downstairs in the dormitory, Ying Tian received a phone call from his counselor.

As Ying Tian expected, the counselor came to him to convey the school's attitude, which was basically to smooth things over and prevent the matter from escalating too much online and affecting the school's reputation. The counselor told Ying Tian to stop speaking out and to leave everything to the school to handle, assuring him that the school would not wrong an innocent person nor let a guilty person go unpunished.

"...Your part-time job at the library can't be reinstated for a while, but your scholarships and grants will definitely not be affected. The school understands that you are facing difficulties and will take care of you."

Ying Tian listened quietly to the counselor's words, and couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was called taking care of her, but it was also a kind of threat. Although he could understand the school's attitude, he felt that he was easier to control than Fu Ya and Zhang Ze.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, school."

"It's good that you understand." Ying Tian's gentle attitude relieved the counselor on the other end of the phone. He was caught in the middle between the school and the students, and for many people, being without fault was a merit.

Before hanging up the phone, Ying Tian suddenly said, "Director Duan, you know, right? I'm an orphan."

The counselor was a little surprised, but his professional habit made him subconsciously respond, "I know it wasn't easy for you, an orphan, to get into university. The school will take good care of you."

"Yes, thank you, school."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Tian composed himself, thinking to himself, "What the hell do you know? You don't know anything."

Upon reaching the dormitory on the third floor, Ying Tian did not enter. Instead, he went to a corner of the balcony, took out his phone, and looked at the few words he exchanged with Fu Ya. Most of the messages were him explaining to her that he had not stolen her card. This was just a normal explanation, and there was no arrogance at all.

It's difficult for the law to define this kind of behavior. People in the school's publicity department don't seek merit but only to avoid mistakes, so they won't punish her. However, I have ways to sanction you.

Ying Tian opened the call recording and then pressed the voice communication button. He didn't want to break off relations and understood the difficulties the school leaders faced in caring about public opinion, so he decided to give Fu Ya and Zhang Ze another chance.

"Hello, it's me, Ying Tian."

"Oh, so now you know you should apologize?"

A soft female voice came from the phone receiver. The content of her words immediately reminded Ying Tian of the pig he raised in the backyard with the people from the orphanage. Hmm, it was a very beautiful white pig, and also a silly pig. He slaughtered it during the Spring Festival and made a table full of dishes. It smelled so good.

Ying Tian had no choice but to say, "My counselor just spoke to me, hoping I could resolve this matter peacefully. I understand the school's perspective, so I can let go of the economic losses and reputational damage you caused me. All I need is for you to issue a public apology."

After a moment of silence, a cold laugh came from the other side.

"Apologize? Why should I apologize?"

Ying Tian patiently said, "Because you framed me, posted me online, damaged my reputation, and caused me to lose two part-time jobs."

"None of this would have happened if you hadn't taken my book."

“Organizing books is my job, and you were the one who put your bank card in the books.”

"Oh, so it's still my fault?" Fu Ya's voice was noticeably sharper and more urgent, clearly indicating that she was somewhat agitated.

Just as Ying Tian was about to speak again, he heard a familiar male voice on the other end of the line, "Don't be angry, let me talk to him." Then someone else answered the phone; it was Zhang Ze's voice, which sounded righteous but also a little smug: "I'm Zhang Ze. Let me tell you, Ying Tian, ​​I won't allow you to bother Fu Ya anymore. Either you apologize to her, or this is just the beginning."

[Only a fool would try to pester Fu Ya; it's just a pointless attempt to assert his dominance.]

Thinking this, Ying Tian said aloud, "So you reported my part-time job at the supermarket?"

“I told you, this is just the beginning.”

"Actually, if you want to pursue Fu Ya, you really don't need to get involved with me."

"What do you mean by getting involved with you? I just feel sorry for Fu Ya being bullied."

"Awesome, you can actually say something like that."

The atmosphere froze instantly. Just as the silence was about to reach freezing point and one of them was about to hang up, Ying Tian suddenly said, "Zhang Ze, you know I'm an orphan, right?"

"...Playing the victim? It's too late now."

Zhang Ze hung up the phone with a flourish, handed it to Fu Ya beside him, and said, "If Ying Tian bothers you again in the future, just tell me, and I'll help you sort it out."

Fu Ya said shyly, "Isn't this too much trouble for you?"

"What trouble or trouble is there between us?"

As Zhang Ze spoke, he took Fu Ya's small hand. Feeling that she did not resist, he felt a surge of joy. He had disliked Ying Tian for a long time. Why could an ordinary student win the favor of Rui Die, the beautiful vice president of the student council? And why could he always follow Rui Die around and often have the opportunity to be with the new junior Fu Ya?

So this time, Zhang Ze decisively seized the opportunity, taking advantage of Fu Ya's anger to show concern for her, offer her advice, and help her deal with Ying Tian from the same standpoint. Then, "inadvertently" let Fu Ya know how much he had done for her, which indeed made their relationship advance by leaps and bounds. In fact, he only gave her a few ideas, treated the seniors who ran the confession wall to a meal and a massage, and spent several thousand yuan, which was really worth it.

"Let's not think about these unhappy things anymore. How about we go to that newly opened kaiseki Japanese restaurant tonight?"

"The one in the new market? I saw it online. The decor is very Japanese, and a lot of online celebrities have checked in there. It's great for taking pictures." Fu Ya was tempted, but said with a token of modesty, "But I heard it's very expensive."

"It's okay, it's on me." Zhang Ze tossed his head, thinking he was being very nonchalant.

"That would be so embarrassing."

Fu Ya, who was saying she was embarrassed, had already turned and pulled Zhang Ze toward the school gate.

Ying Tian, ​​who happened to see the two of them from the dormitory balcony, sighed softly.

As an orphan with no parents or relatives to rely on, I had no worries about the consequences of dying or anything like that.

Why don't these people understand?

Chapter 8: The spray must be a problem with KFC.

Ying Tian returned to his dormitory. He decided not to go to evening self-study that night. He would stay in his dormitory and finish writing the article he had written for the public account. He had already lost two of his three part-time jobs, and he couldn't afford to lose the last one.

Fighting back is one thing, but life goes on.

Of his roommates, only Liu Yang was playing games in the dorm. After greeting him, Ying Tian noticed several kinds of fruit on his desk: bananas, apples, and tangerines. He asked curiously, "Where did these come from?"

Liu Yang, a severe internet addict, was typing away on his laptop with lightning speed when he said without turning his head, "We went to buy fruit this afternoon and shared some with each other. Everyone got some. Next time you buy fruit, just remember to share some with the dads."

Ying Tian felt a warmth in his heart. He knew this was his roommates' comfort; the friendship between men needed no words.

"Eat more fruit to improve your mood. Don't take some things too seriously. All the dads can do is help you curse that scumbag couple on the forum..." Liu Yang's character was instantly killed. He turned around and saw Ying Tian, ​​who was silently facing the table, and said, "It's not that serious. A man doesn't easily shed tears. No matter how moved you are, you can't be like this."

"As for it, as for it."

Ying Tian wiped his eyes, feigning tears, and said, "My sons have finally grown up and know how to respect their father. I'm so touched!"

"Go to hell." Liu Yang chuckled, relieved to see Ying Tian was still in the mood for jokes. He turned back to the computer and froze, "Holy crap! Holy crap! How did I end up on the minion wave... Don't kill me! Brother! Dad!"

"Hey."

Ying Tian responded from behind him, watched Liu Yang frantically working on the task, chuckled to himself, peeled a banana, took a bite, and felt the starch and fructose react with saliva in his mouth. Suddenly, Ying Tian thought of something, grabbed the bag of fruit, and went outside.

Are you going out again?

"Yes, go and repay the debt of gratitude."

After replying to his roommate, Ying Tian left the dormitory. That's right, he was going to find the Prince of Wales.

Ying Tian had chosen to say goodbye to the Prince of Wales before 5 PM, partly to deliver the whistleblower letter, and partly to avoid having to treat him to dinner again. Compared to her help, the money she spent on in-game purchases for her company afterwards was nothing; she could easily afford to treat him to a week's worth of meals, let alone one. However, Ying Tian had indeed been facing financial difficulties lately. Of course, things were different now; now that she had fruit, it was a perfect opportunity to offer it to the Prince.

So Yingtian went to the fast food restaurant where they had parted ways, but he couldn't find the Prince of Wales. But thinking about it, that was normal. What kind of worker goes on a business trip and doesn't stay in a hotel? Anyway, it can be reimbursed.

Unfortunately, I didn't get her phone number. I hope she'll keep our appointment on time tomorrow.

Ying Tian shook his head and prepared to leave the fast food restaurant, but just as he was about to push open the glass door, a thought popped into his head as if by some strange impulse—since he was already here, he might as well go to the toilet and save himself a couple of sheets of toilet paper.

Thinking this, Ying Tian turned and walked towards the toilet, but unexpectedly saw a familiar figure by the sink.

With one hand supporting her on the sink and the other cupping a handful of water under the faucet, her coat slightly wrinkled, revealing a hint of her slender and voluptuous figure, the Prince of Wales looked up upon hearing the noise. Her golden hair, damp with water droplets, clung to her forehead, and her once beautiful and dignified face now showed a mixture of allure and weariness. The moment her red eyes saw Ying Tian, ​​they shone with a gentle, spring-like light, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

Ying Tian asked, somewhat puzzled, "Will... what's wrong?"

The Prince of Wales forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just stayed in the bathroom for a little too long."

"How long did you stay?"

"I went there after you left, about an hour and a half, it's not a big problem."

As the Prince of Wales spoke, she withdrew her slender hand from the sink, wanting to show that she was indeed alright. However, after taking a step, her long, straight legs suddenly spasmed, causing her entire body to fall forward.

"Be careful."

Ying Tian quickly reached out and put his arm around the Prince of Wales's shoulder to support her body. Instantly, a rich, delicate fragrance emanated from her body, wafting into Ying Tian's nose and tickling him slightly.

Feeling the warm, soft touch in his hand, Ying Tian realized his actions were somewhat impolite and quickly let go. Caught off guard, the Prince of Wales went limp again. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Ying Tian's waist to avoid collapsing onto the cold ground. She looked up at him with a hint of resentment and said in a half-commanding tone, "Help me!"

Now that it was all right, Ying Tian reached out and put his arm around the Prince of Wales's shoulder, pulling her up. The beautiful woman's soft body naturally pressed against Ying Tian's arm, which made Ying Tian's body stiffen.

To ease the awkwardness, Ying Tian helped the Prince of Wales walk outside, saying, "Do you have diarrhea? Did you eat something bad this morning?"

“Impossible.” Feeling the warmth around her, the Prince of Wales couldn’t help but feel her heart pounding like a deer, and her body felt a little numb. She tilted her head and said, “I had an egg and bacon sandwich made by Glorious this morning, and hand-ground coffee from Belfast. There couldn’t be a problem.”

"..." Ying Tian couldn't tell whether she was being dedicated or just delusional, so he simply ignored her. "Then there must be something wrong with what you ate for lunch."

"I ate those hamburgers and chicken wings for lunch."

"Could there be something wrong with Wallace's burger? I ate one too, and I was fine," Ying Tian said. "It seems either there's something wrong with KFC, or your stomach is just too weak."

"No, I've never had any problems with my stomach."

The Prince of Wales would never admit it; she was no delicate woman, but a true warrior. As a war machine serving as a ship, she and her comrades in the naval base had fought the Sirens for half a month in the midst of storms and torrential rains. During that time, they hadn't eaten a single grain of rice, and when they were thirsty, they would drink a little seawater or coolant. Apart from her coat being slightly torn, she was in perfect health.

Have you ever heard of gazing at the stars? Richelieu was silent upon seeing this, and Yat-sen wept upon seeing it. I, the Prince of Wales, can eat six fish head pies in one go without even breaking a sweat; I don't have a bad stomach.

Even after arriving in this world, his power wasn't diminished much. Leaving aside the triple-mounted 406mm main gun, even a casual punch could unleash thousands of tons of force, enough to shake a building. Therefore, squatting on the toilet like that, with water gushing down his face and his legs trembling, was an experience the Prince of Wales had never had before, and a British lady would never admit to.

"Then it can only be a problem with KFC."

"Perhaps," the Prince of Wales said, putting his arm around Ying Tian's. "By the way, did you come back to see me? What's the matter?"

"I was going to offer you some fruit, but seeing how you are, it's better not to eat any for now."

Ying Tian showed the Prince of Wales the bag full of fruit in his other hand, while his gaze swept around. The fast food restaurant was bustling with noise, and there wasn't a single empty seat. He was a little confused. What could he do if there was no seat for the Prince of Wales? He couldn't just keep supporting her like this; her body was soft and supple, and it was getting a little hot to be pressed against like this…

So Yingtian simply asked, "What's the next step?"

The Prince of Wales blinked, her lips slightly dry from dehydration, but the beautiful lip line was still visible. She said somewhat irritably, "What should a lady do next if she's in poor health? Do I have to teach you?"

Ying Tian fell silent. Back in the orphanage, treating diarrhea involved soaking soot from the bottom of a pot in water, and it was incredibly effective. But where could one find soot here? As for the lady, she generally only had one way to cheer up the little girls in the orphanage.

So Yingtian asked, "Would you like some candy or candied hawthorn?"

The Prince of Wales stared wide-eyed at Ying Tian's unexpected response.

At such close range, Ying Tian felt a chill run down his spine from the blonde beauty's gaze and simply said, "Forget it, you teach me instead."

"puff……"

Seeing Ying Tian's embarrassed expression, the Prince of Wales seemed to have an idea. She smiled beautifully and gently tapped the back of Ying Tian's hand with her left index finger, saying, "Then let me teach you."

Chapter Nine: Big Brother, I'm Very Good at This!

As the sun sets and night falls, so too does the night.

One by one, the streetlights lit up, illuminating the bright city as if it were daytime. The nightlife was just beginning, with students leaving get out of class and workers getting off work bustling about, making the streets and alleys even more lively than during the day.

Especially in the alleys not far from the north gate of Binjiang University, there are crowds of people. In this area known as the back street of Binjiang University, various snacks, restaurants and bars have survived thanks to their high cost-performance ratio, and have continuously attracted students and office workers from the surrounding area to spend money here, gradually turning it into an extremely lively city that never sleeps.

Even in a place where beautiful and pure female college students from Binjiang University are everywhere, a dignified woman still attracted a lot of attention. She had bright blonde hair, a delicate and beautiful face, and was leaning lazily against a tall and thin man beside her, exuding a calm and noble temperament... Wait, there's a man next to her? Well, that's alright.

Many people reluctantly turned their gaze away, unsure whether to be jealous or admire this fellow countryman for bringing glory to the nation, even though he looked somewhat embarrassed.

Ying Tian was quite embarrassed. Supporting the Prince of Wales's "weak" body, he felt like he didn't even know how to walk. His arms and legs were very stiff. Finally, he managed to get to a porridge shop in the back street.

"Boss, a bowl of plain congee... wait, a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee, please." Ying Tian asked the Prince of Wales beside him, "You can eat preserved eggs, right?"