Chapter 52: One Palm Advances and Retreats

  I must have been drunk or knocked out by that slap. How did I get bewitched and provoke Han Yue again, isn't this asking for trouble?

  Sui Tian

  Just as they were about to get close, in the instant when their lips almost touched, Han Yue barely turned her head and dodged. They didn't touch, but they had already disturbed each other's breathing.

  Su Yi Tian's gaze paused, and he let go of Han Yue, taking a step back to create some distance between them. With an inexplicable chill in his voice, he said: "I will eventually find out who is behind the Shadow."

  Sui Tian, even if you find out later, what can you do? Han Yue thought about Sui Tian's childish behavior just now and smiled, stroking her hair and clothes: "You go back, don't disturb my work."

  "You're still going to work at the bar, are you short of money?" Su Yitian thought Han Yue was unreasonable, enduring the dizziness in her head, she took out the money she had just taken out to buy a tennis racket with Su Yixiang and handed it to Han Yue. In her dizzy state, more than ten bills fell to the ground, Su Yitian stared blankly, not even bothering to pick them up. Suddenly, a hint of sarcasm crept into her voice, "Is the money on the ground enough?"

  "You!" Han Yue's face changed, she was truly furious, pointing at him, wishing to slap him. How could it be? Such a thing had happened again. Memories instantly and uncontrollably flashed back to the time when they were still in the village.

  "Want an apology? Here, old man." The young master with some money threw a few bills on Han Xing's body and then rode away on his luxurious bicycle.

  "That's going too far!" Han Yue thought of chasing after him to beat him up, but was pulled back by Xuan Qing.

  "Han Yue's stomach was burning with anger: 'Boss, why did you let him go?'"

  "Xiao Yue, don't be angry. Those people who throw money around have no idea that you can't live without it. They've been living a life of luxury since they were young, how would they know the feeling of worrying about food and clothing?" Xuan Qing comforted Han Yue while picking up the money, "Let him go for now, we'll find another chance to teach him a lesson."

  Han Xing sat to the side, not paying much attention to her increasingly swollen ankle, and nodded in agreement: "Demon girl, we don't need to bother with people like him. We should retreat and advance. Look, with this money, we can ask Mom and Dad for less living expenses. This grudge, we can settle later."

  Han Yue felt like she was a bit drunk, otherwise why would she think of those past events that she hadn't thought about in a long time. Han Yue rubbed her temples and felt her dizzy head at the same time, her stomach problem which had been better started to act up again. Uncomfortable or not, but in front of Su Yi Tian, she still couldn't afford to lose, so Han Yue endured the discomfort and squatted down to slowly pick up the money on the ground one by one.

  Her fingertips touched the cold cash, and Han Yue let out a sigh. In a clear and cold tone, she said: "You people who throw money around don't know that without it, you can't survive. Since you've been living a life of luxury since childhood, how would you know what it's like to worry about food and clothing? Which one of these bills on the ground did you earn?"

  Han Yue stood up, gazing at Su Yi Tian with an indifferent expression. He raised his hand and a crisp slap echoed through the air. His tone remained icy: "This slap should have been given earlier."

  (Hán Yuè, nǐ zhè shì jì móu hái shì zhēn de shēng qì la?)

  Translation: (Han Yue, is this a scheme or are you really angry?)

  What do you think?

  I think that with your temperament, getting angry is natural, but hitting someone is more like something I would do. So whether you hit him or not depends on various factors, and this slap of yours might lead to some entanglements, leaving room for maneuvering.

  Ha, you're quite perceptive.

  Su Yi Tian suddenly felt his dull head clear up. Su Yi Tian stared at Han Yue, his face red with anger, feeling like his face was burning with pain. Taking advantage of Han Yue's embarrassment wasn't right, but he had never thought that Han Yue would actually hit him. Alright, very good, this debt will be remembered.

  Han Yue tossed the money she had picked up lightly onto Sui Tian's body: "I hit you, consider this money my apology."

  A gust of wind blew by, and the banknotes were blown all over the place. Su Yitian felt his head spinning even more, as if the wine he had drunk was rushing straight to his brain, affecting his thinking and judgment. However, Su Yitian thought he was in the wrong first, so he endured the slap and rubbed his head, saying: "If you want to find a part-time job, why not go work at my family's hospital? One more person won't make a difference, just one girl, don't work in a place like this bar."

  Han Yue thought this was a good way to get close to Su Yi Tian, but the hospital really was a place she hated. Han Yue had an idea in her mind, but her expression remained cold and mocking: "You know I hate hospitals, so you're trying to trick me on purpose?"

  "If you say no, then ask someone else to play the role tomorrow." Su Yitian put on an indifferent expression, but in his heart, he was still simmering with anger from being slapped by Han Yue earlier. Now that Han Yue had rejected his good intentions again, Su Yitian felt even more dissatisfied. Su Yitian raised his chin, "What if I just want to make things difficult for you?"

  "If you agree, go to the hospital every afternoon after school, 200 yuan a day. Every 10 days, I'll transfer money to your card once." Su Yitian paused and added, "You're not allowed to work in bars or places like that, this is also the first thing I want you to agree on."

  Han Yue thought that if Su Yitian wasn't one of the people she wanted to take revenge on, then he was actually a very worthy friend. It's just that there were no ifs. Han Yue fell silent for a moment before saying, "No need to put it on the card, Su Yitian, I remember I still owe you money."

  Return the money? "That money... okay, I'll do as you say." Sui Tian was about to say that he hadn't planned on taking the money from Han Yue. The 10,000 yuan from the bet wasn't even a consideration, let alone the hospital stay. But just as he was about to speak, he changed his mind. According to Han Yue's calculations, it added up to 20,000 yuan, and Sui Tian couldn't help but wonder how long it would take Han Yue to pay him back with her part-time job.

  One-sided, Han Yue saw Jing Tai and Xuan Qing standing nearby. Han Yue was stunned, feeling his head even heavier. When Jing Tai walked in front of Han Yue, Han Yue let out a breath, smiled relievedly, and fell into Jing Tai's arms.

  Jing Hao furrowed his brow and stood in front of Su Yitian with Han Yue in his arms: "Can you explain?"

  Su Yitian smiled slightly, shook his head to himself, and then also fell straight to one side. Fortunately, Xuan Qing caught him in time, and the way he grasped Su Yitian's wrist seemed like he was taking his pulse.

  Jing Hui was somewhat incredulous and stared blankly: "Xuan Qing, you can take a pulse?"

  Xuan Qing smiled faintly and then took Han Yue's pulse again, withdrawing his hand to say: "Grandfather has some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, I've learned a bit superficially."

  "Are they all right?" Jing Yi was very worried, these two people were strange, and suddenly fell down without a sound.

  Xuan Qing thought for a moment, smiled and said: "Nothing, probably drank too much wine, can stay awake until now is also limited."

  Jing Ao furrowed his brow: "Have they been holding on all this time?"

  Xuan Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a low voice, "They really don't trust each other, it seems like they're waiting for the other to fall first." Xuan Qing paused for a moment, then continued, "However, with your arrival, Xiao Yue didn't persist anymore. It looks like she has great faith in you."

  Jing Hui's eyes changed slightly. Xuan Qing, being Han Yue's childhood playmate, must also know about the similarities between himself and Han Yang. It's unclear what Xuan Qing is thinking, but he never mentions it. Now that he's saying these things, what does he mean?