Lin Jiajun refused:
"Brother, I can't take this money. It's too much. I only make this much in an entire year."
Liu Renzhi looked back at him: "What do you do for a living?"
Lin Jiajun scratched his head and said embarrassedly:
"I couldn't really focus on studying when I was young, so I don't have a good educational background. I drive a ride-hailing car now."
Liu Renzhi nodded: "If you don't mind, you can come work as a driver for my family.
"Our family driver gets thirty thousand a month, works eight hours a day, and has weekends off.
"The salary might not be incredibly high, but the hours aren't long either. It's definitely easier than driving a ride-hailing car."
Lin Jiajun looked at Lin Wanyi and shook his head like a rattle drum:
"Thank you, Brother Liu, but I'm doing quite well driving the ride-hailing car right now. I'm used to it."
Liu Renzhi didn't say much more. He couldn't force this kind of thing. However, Lin Jiajun never found a chance to return the more than one hundred and twenty thousand.
They didn't speak much more along the way. Lin Wanyi was too exhausted, having not slept a wink for a day and a night.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they had already arrived at her residential compound.
Liu Renzhi asked Lin Wanyi: "Which building and apartment number do you live in? My parents will definitely want to come and thank you."
Lin Wanyi smiled:
"That's really not necessary. I didn't think too much about it when I helped Siyue.
"Now that you've found her, a heavy stone has been lifted from my heart.
"Brother Liu, you don't need to remember this in the future either. Just like Siyue, forget these past two months, and forget Wangjia Village.
"And forget me, too. Let this matter end here. Let's not meet again."
Liu Renzhi hadn't expected Lin Wanyi to say this.
He was surprised, but he didn't press the issue. He simply bowed to Lin Wanyi and watched as she and Lin Jiajun entered the building.
With dozens of floors in the building, he didn't know exactly which apartment was hers.
But he would find out.
Pain could be forgotten, but benefactors could not.
Liu Siyue was admitted to the hospital. After a full-body examination, the doctor called Liu Jiannan into the office:
"The patient's physical injuries can all heal, but psychological trauma is very difficult to cure.
"You need to be mentally prepared!"
Su Jing covered her face and wept bitterly. She couldn't imagine what her precious princess had gone through in that hellhole.
Liu Jiannan held her: "It's fine to cry here, but whatever you do, don't act like this in front of Siyue.
"In a few days, we'll take Siyue home, and then I'll arrange for you two to go abroad.
"Go relax for a while, and everything will be alright."
Liu Renzhi showed Liu Siyue the video of the Chen family's house burning down and handed her a new phone.
Watching the flames light up the sky, Liu Siyue wailed. After crying for who knows how long, she finally asked Liu Renzhi:
"You have Sister Wanyi's WeChat, right? Send me her contact.
"Brother, Dad, Mom, you don't know. For over a month in Wangjia Village, the villagers didn't even dare to speak to me.
"I was never allowed to go out either. But on New Year's Eve, Sister Wanyi suddenly knocked on the door and came in.
"That was the first time I saw anyone outside the Chen family. She purposely picked a fight with her family to use it as an excuse to come see me.
"She also used the excuse that we were both married far away from home to take a photo with me. At that time, she held my head and whispered, 'Sister, hold on, it will get better.'
"Brother, if it weren't for those words, I would have died a long time ago. I wouldn't have been able to hold on.
"She was the one who gave me hope. She was the one who told me I could definitely get out.
"Brother, I..."
She couldn't go on, but Liu Renzhi understood.
The Liu family all understood.
Su Jing thought for a moment: "Yueyue, once you're feeling a bit better, our whole family will go thank her together.
"After that, we'll go home. Don't worry, our whole family will never forget your savior."
Lin Wanyi finally returned home. Li Suhua had been worried sick.
Last night, she hadn't wanted to let Lin Wanyi go, but remembering that poor girl, and being a mother herself, she completely understood that feeling.
So she worried silently but didn't stop Lin Wanyi.
Now, seeing them return safely, Li Suhua couldn't help but shed tears.
Lin Jiajun claimed credit: "Mom, aren't my sister and I amazing? Liu Siyue was rescued, those damn Chen family father and son were arrested, and even the Chen family's house was burned down.
"Hehe, let's see how that family does any more evil deeds now."
Li Suhua said grumpily: "Amazing, you're all amazing. Each one of you is bolder than the last."
She cooked a large table of food for Lin Wanyi and Lin Jiajun: "You must be starving. That wicked Liu Chunlan definitely wouldn't have given you anything good to eat."
Lin Jiajun ate in big gulps, and Lin Wanyi said:
"Mom, I just talked to Jiajun. You and he should take Keke back first and find a kindergarten for Keke to attend.
"I'll stay behind to discuss the divorce with Wang Hao, and there's also the house to deal with. It won't be finished right away.
"We can't delay Keke's schooling and Jiajun's work."
Speaking of work, Lin Jiajun immediately said:
"Mom, you don't know yet, but Liu Siyue's family is actually rich. Her older brother obviously isn't an ordinary person.
"He heard I drive for a living and even asked me to be their family driver. Thirty thousand a month, with weekends off."
"Did you agree?" Li Suhua asked immediately.
"Of course not."
Lin Jiajun shoveled another mouthful of rice: "I know they meant well, but how could I agree?
"We're from two completely different worlds to begin with. I helped Liu Siyue purely out of sympathy, not for a job or a reward.
"Besides..."
He thought for a moment and didn't continue, but Lin Wanyi saw right through him:
"You're thinking the same thing as me, right? If you went, seeing you would remind Liu Siyue of Wangjia Village and the Chen family.
"That wouldn't be good for her.
"Jiajun, delete Liu Renzhi's WeChat. You don't need to return the one hundred and twenty thousand he gave you either. Taking the money will give them peace of mind; it counts as returning the favor, so they won't keep dwelling on this matter.
"One hundred and twenty thousand isn't a particularly large sum of money to them anyway. Just accept it."
Lin Jiajun thought about it. Lin Wanyi was right.
By keeping the money, the Liu family would feel at ease and wouldn't feel like they owed them anything.
He was actually quite short on money. He had been dating his girlfriend for two years, and they were still a bit short on the money for a marital home.
But a gentleman loves wealth and acquires it in a righteous way. Even though he hadn't had much schooling, he still understood this.
He transferred all the money to Lin Wanyi: "Sister, you need the money more than I do. You don't have a job right now, you have to take care of Keke, and you have to deal with Wang Hao for the divorce.
"You take this money."
Lin Wanyi felt a sharp sting in her nose. She did need money, desperately.
Wrangling with Wang Hao over the divorce required money, and raising Keke required money.
She needed money for absolutely everything.
She didn't decline Lin Jiajun's offer. He was her own brother; she would definitely pay him back in the future.
After speaking, Lin Jiajun picked up his phone and deleted Liu Renzhi's WeChat.
Of course, Lin Wanyi had deleted it herself as well. They didn't leave a single message for Liu Renzhi; they just quietly deleted him.
They both thought in their hearts: Liu Siyue, live your life well, and don't remember anything.
On the other side, Liu Renzhi also silently stared at the exclamation marks on his phone indicating he had been removed.
He had tried to send a message of thanks to Lin Wanyi but it didn't go through, and when he tried sending one to Lin Jiajun, it still didn't go through.
He felt terrible.
His chest felt tight.
He remembered the vicious and greedy look of the Chen family father and son when they demanded money.
And he remembered the way Zhang Qiang had forced him to hand over cash.
And there was the image of Tiezhu carrying a shovel on his shoulder.
At that time, he hadn't wanted to give them a single cent; they simply hadn't deserved it.
But now, he felt an overwhelming urge to give the Lin siblings a sum of money—a massive sum.
A sum that would ensure their entire family would never have to worry about food or clothing again, an amount far exceeding that one hundred and twenty thousand.
