bodyguard against fate

Chapter 10

The most painful thing in life is not that you have no money while you are alive, nor that you have no money left after you die, but that you can't access your money.

"It's just finding some invoices, leave it to me!" Chen Ergou said, taking full responsibility.

"Ergou, actually we don't need you. I think I know where to buy them." Feng Weida recalled that when he went to the provincial capital before, there were people selling invoices by the overpass.

"No, I absolutely have to help with this, and I'll even deliver it to Wu Meng myself!"

"Ergou, are you really going to find the invoice to help me?"

Even if Feng Weida was stupid, he could tell that Chen Ergou wasn't after him, this plain-looking guy.

"If it wasn't for you, who else could it be for?" Chen Ergou sighed. "If it weren't for picking you up, I wouldn't have gotten a thousand-yuan fine from the traffic police!"

"Was that to pick me up? I couldn't even keep up with the exhaust fumes—" Feng Weida said with a resentful look on his face.

"Anyway, it's settled! For our brothers, we'll do anything!"

Chen Ergou kept his word. Every time he got a few invoices, he would go to find Wu Meng, who was so bothered that she had nowhere to hide.

"I'm saying, can't you just save up the five thousand yuan and give it to me all at once? Isn't this annoying?"

"Not at all," Chen Ergou shook his head. "Every time I have something on my mind, just seeing you makes me feel refreshed!"

"What does your refreshed appearance have to do with me?" Wu Meng rolled her eyes.

"By the way, has anyone said you look like a female celebrity?" Chen Ergou asked, using his usual tactic.

"Who?"

Despite disliking Chen Ergou, Wu Meng wanted to hear who she resembled in men's eyes.

"Scarlett Janssen!"

"What...?" Wu Meng was clearly not interested in Marvel movies.

"Scarlett Janssen, Black Widow!" Chen Ergou bet she had at least seen "The Avengers".

"You're saying I look like a widow?"

With a "bang," the door slammed shut, and Chen Ergou was kicked out by Wu Meng.

This is the most painful lesson learned in the past two decades regarding the application of Western learning to the East!

He Xiuli knew she had taken the wrong medicine. If she hadn't taken an extra sleeping pill than usual, she wouldn't have slept so soundly. Wu Renxing told her that she had been targeted by bad guys while she was asleep. Fortunately, Feng Weida brought her back. It was all her fault. If she hadn't asked Feng Weida to buy seafood porridge, none of this would have happened.

Feng Weida knocked on the boss's office door and admitted his mistake to He Xiuli, blaming himself for being careless and promising never to hold a grudge against anyone or drink alcohol again. He Xiuli asked him who he had been arguing with, and Wu Renxing showed her a video of Feng Weida and the top-ranking member of the gang slapping each other.

"He stole Xiao Feng's wife and insulted you. Xiao Feng was furious," Wu Renxing explained.

He Xiuli expressed her deep sympathy.

"The first time I got drunk was because I saw them together—" Feng Weida recalled the painful past.

Hmm? There's this gossip too, tell me more about it.

Wu Renxing became interested.

That day was Feng Weida's third wedding anniversary. He had specially bought flowers and prepared a gift, returning home early to surprise Liu Yan. But the moment he opened the door, he froze. Men's clothes were scattered on the living room sofa, and there was a pair of men's shoes that didn't fit him on the floor. A familiar yet strange panting sound came from his bedroom. He knew exactly what had happened, but he just didn't have the courage to open the door that was so close. He knew that once some things were exposed, they could never be the same again.

Why, why is fate treating me this way?

Feng Weida silently closed the door, turned around and went downstairs.

When Liu Yan and the top-ranking man came out of the bedroom, they saw flowers scattered on the ground. Liu Yan knew that Feng Weida had come back.

After seeing off the top-ranking customer, Liu Yan saw Feng Weida at the barbecue stall at the entrance of the community. He hadn't even bought a plate of peanuts. Without saying a word, Liu Yan sat down opposite him and chugged a bottle.

"Let's get a divorce," Liu Yan said, wiping her mouth.

"Yan'er, give me another chance, I'm sure I'll find a job."

The scales of fate were completely on Liu Yan's side. At this moment, it was as if Feng Weida had been caught red-handed, and he was praying to the gods for a green-green forgiveness. If Liu Yan agreed, he could pretend that he hadn't seen anything.

"Are you even a man? You're such a coward!" Liu Yan suddenly stood up. "He's from my live stream, we've been together for two months, and besides, I'm pregnant, but not with you."

After Liu Yan finished speaking, she turned and left.

Tears of humiliation streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks. At that moment, Feng Weida felt as if the sky had fallen. How many times had they gone out for a lavish Christmas dinner together after work? How many times had their hearts been intertwined, pouring out their souls to each other? How many times… The happiness and sweetness of the past three years had now vanished like distant reflections, ruthlessly shattered by cruel reality. He had thought these three years were the foundation of his happy life, but who knew they were merely a fork in the road of fate? On that fork, the more effort you put in, the further you drift from happiness. Getting angry, catching her cheating, grabbing a kitchen knife and fighting her lover to the death… would any of this help? If he could win back a woman's heart that had strayed from him, Feng Weida would do it without hesitation, but he knew it was all too late. Once a woman's heart is closed to you, you may never find the key to open it again.

"Boss, do you have any white ones?"

When Feng Weida was a child, he read martial arts novels and didn't understand why the heroes loved drinking so much, especially strong liquor like shao dao zi. Now he realizes that what the heroes were drinking wasn't just alcohol; every drop was a tear of sorrow. *Sigh*

He Xiuli understood. Although her family was relatively wealthy, maintaining a marriage wasn't easy. Ordinary people like Feng Weida, without family support, almost invariably become victims of modern marriages once they lose their jobs and income in middle age. No woman wants to gamble her future with a penniless man. But Liu Yan's actions were particularly egregious: she cheated on her husband, cuckolded him, and took all the family assets. Ultimately, Feng Weida was a pitiful man. He Xiuli had escaped unscathed this time, and Feng Weida had redeemed himself through his actions, so she forgave him. As the saying goes, "Trust those you employ, and don't employ those you don't trust." Having only spent a few days with Feng Weida, He Xiuli sensed he was an honest man. Since there were many female workers in her factory, perhaps she should introduce him to someone?

Wu Renxing agreed, saying that Sister Li from the sales department was a good match. Although she was divorced and had a child, divorced women knew how to cherish things more, and she and Feng Weida were a good match.

"Sister Li is three years older than Xiao Feng, isn't that inappropriate?" He Xiuli had seen Feng Weida's information and remembered that Feng Weida was born in 91.

"A perfect match! She's three years older, like a gold brick!" Wu Renxing, always eager for drama, added, "She's even carrying a small gold ingot."

Feng Weida shook his head repeatedly: "Yan'er will come back, I'll wait for her."

He Xiuli never expected Feng Weida to give such a reply.

"You mean you can not only accept your ex-wife's infidelity, but also accept that she's pregnant with another man's child?" He Xiuli felt somewhat incredulous.

"Do you know about Atractylodes macrocephala?" Feng Weida asked.