bodyguard against fate

Chapter 26 The White Knife with Upturned Lips

Unlike big cities, where many people may only meet once in their lifetime, in small towns, almost everyone is related by blood, even if you go back a few generations. In a circle of acquaintances, the number of young people of marriageable age is limited. It's common for your best friend's wife to be your ex-girlfriend, or for your best friend's husband to be her ex-boyfriend. It's just that some people don't say anything, and it's only known to the parties involved.

Feng Weida already knew Zhang Hao's character very well. He couldn't believe Wu Meng had also fallen for this blond-haired guy. It seemed to fit the "blonde-haired guy law"—the girl you fancy will inevitably be snatched away by a blond-haired man. And those girls who were ruined by a blond-haired guy's advances, after maturing, would find it hard to admit their blind decision. Marrying an honest man became their common destiny. Reality isn't a romantic drama, where fairies descend from the earth, pure and untainted. Life is like pulling up a radish, bringing out the mud along with it; your new love is someone else's old flame. Everyone has a past.

"That's why I no longer trust men."

Gloomy weather is more suitable for talking about relationships, because the sadness filter is immediately maxed out. Feng Weida even felt that Wu Meng could sing "Breakups always happen on rainy days" in the next second.

"Do you believe in fate?" Feng Weida didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only express his own feelings.

"Um?"

"Before I turned thirty, I thought that as long as you work hard, there's nothing you can't do. After I turned thirty, I realized that even when I need to go to the bathroom is beyond my control," Feng Weida said.

"You're comparing life to going to the toilet?"

In Wu Meng's view, this is a metaphor with flavor.

"Many things are predetermined. Just like everyone eats three meals a day, some people gain weight after eating a little, while others eat a lot and remain thin. What you see is cause and effect, but what truly plays a decisive role behind the scenes is genes."

"You're contradicting yourself. One minute it's destiny, the next it's genes?"

"It's not contradictory. Genes determine whether you're fat or thin. It's up to you whether you have the fat gene or the thin gene."

"And what about you? Was your divorce from your wife also destined?"

Feng Weida was silent for a while: "Before the divorce, I felt that I might not be able to live without Liu Yan, but now I find that I can live on my own. Although Xiaoyu's matter was a misunderstanding, at that moment, I felt like I had found hope for life again."

"so?"

"So life actually has many possibilities. You don't have to hang yourself on one tree. I can accept you as my sister-in-law, so why can't you accept Er Gou?"

"Fine! In the end, you're still pleading for Chen Ergou!" Wu Meng's newly formed goodwill towards Feng Weida was instantly shattered. "Tell him to stop dreaming. I'd rather fall for an idiot than him!"

"Ergou is down on his luck now, but he used to be a rich second-generation heir, very glamorous—"

"Glamorous?" Wu Meng sneered. "Fine, tell him that if he wants to marry me, he'll have to come up with a million-dollar dowry, otherwise forget it!"

Feng Weida said into the phone, "Ergou, you heard everything?"

Chen Ergou's voice came through Feng Weida's phone: "Meng, don't worry, I'll definitely earn a million. Just wait for me to come and marry you!"

Wu Meng then realized that Feng Weida and Chen Ergou had been on the phone the whole time. She felt sorry for herself, as she had just been having a heart-to-heart talk with him about life.

"Feng Weida, you betrayed me again—" Wu Meng gritted her teeth in hatred, "Stop the car, I want to get out!"

"It's still quite a distance from here to Lingfeng Temple—"

"I wouldn't take your car even if I had to take a taxi. Goodbye!"

There was no village or shop in sight, so Feng Weida certainly didn't dare to leave Wu Meng there. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and take Wu Meng to Lingfeng Temple.

"Don't follow me, let's never see each other again!"

After getting off the bus, Wu Meng said to Feng Weida.

That's true. He'd betrayed Wu Meng twice in less than twenty days. If it weren't for Er Gou, Feng Weida would never have done such a thing. He needed to find an opportunity to apologize to Wu Meng. Just as Feng Weida was thinking this, he suddenly received a call from Wu Renxing.

"Xiao Feng, you and Wu Meng bring over 30,000 yuan... I'll send you my location!"

Immediately following was He Xiuli's voice: "You're robbing—"

Before he could utter the word "robbery," his mouth was covered.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. He, are you alright?" Feng Weida sensed something was wrong.

"It's nothing, what could possibly happen to us?" Wu Renxing said casually. "Remember to bring money, and hurry up!"

After Wu Renxing said that, Feng Weida no longer doubted him. He hung up the phone and went to Wu Meng to ask for the money. Wu Meng also received Wu Renxing's call, but she resolutely refused to go with Feng Weida and only gave him 30,000 yuan in cash.

"Remember to bring the invoice back!" Wu Meng said coldly.

"How much is this plate of braised chicken?" Forty minutes ago, Wu Renxing thought he had misheard.

"1688," Sun Erniang said, picking her nose.

"Doesn't the menu say 68?"

"That's the price of a regular chicken, this is a pheasant, it's expensive."

"It shouldn't be that expensive, and besides, I didn't ask you to bring pheasants!"

"I just asked you whether you wanted domesticated or wild-raised animals, didn't you say you wanted wild-raised ones?"

Wu Renxing thought she meant "free-range", and he suffered in silence.

"Playing word games, huh? Call your boss over here!" Wu Renxing slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"I'm the boss!" Sun Erniang calculated the bill. "Your table's total bill is 5050. I'll round it down to 5000 for you."

"How many?"

He Xiuli was also stunned. This was obviously a rip-off restaurant. Four dishes and a soup cost five thousand yuan. Why don't you just rob people?

"Do you even know what kind of fish you're eating?" Sun Erniang asked in a muffled voice.

"Do you think I can't count? 'White-cut radish' (a type of Chinese hamburger) costs twenty yuan a pound at the market," Wu Renxing said, glancing at the menu as he ordered. "Your total is no more than three pounds; even with the cost, it'll be at most eighty yuan!"

"The bream is sold out. What we just served you was white sturgeon."

"What white sturgeon?" Sun Erniang successfully touched on Wu Renxing's blind spot in knowledge.

"It's a Class II protected animal in China; I don't sell it to just anyone," Sun Erniang said, pursing her lips.

He Xiuli had heard that in the past, some business people would secretly prepare delicacies that were not usually available to them at banquets in order to win customers. Among them were nationally protected animals. Once exposed, it would not be uncommon for them to be sentenced to several years in prison.

"You didn't say you were serving white sturgeon, did you?" If He Xiuli had known it was white sturgeon, she definitely wouldn't have eaten it.

"I just asked, I said the white knives are sold out, can I give you white swords instead, and you said yes."

"You didn't say that Bai Jian was a white sturgeon, and besides, is this really a white sturgeon? You're just kidding, aren't you?" He Xiuli suspected that the one she was on was not a white sturgeon at all, at least the head didn't look like one.

"Never mind what you say, this fish is expensive. Three thousand is already a bargain for you! Who's paying, cash or bank transfer?" Sun Erniang said.