At the entrance of the construction site, Ye Xin returned to the guard room to retrieve his belongings from the security guard.
Yang Qiang stood beside him with a worried expression, "Ye Xin, you're too impulsive. The construction circle isn't that big. Both Xu Dong and many subcontractors are well connected. If we offend him, it might be difficult for us to stay in this city. Besides, he might withhold our wages. An'an still needs money for chemotherapy, and you also need to provide for your wife and mother-in-law. If you return empty-handed, they might not be pleased."
"I've already divorced Lin Qingxue," Ye Xin exhaled.
"Huh?" Yang Qiang was taken aback. "Divorced?"
"Yes, I was practically kicked out. We signed the divorce agreement this morning, and all my belongings were thrown out," Ye Xin said with a bitter smile, gesturing with the garbage bag in his hand.
"This..." Yang Qiang sighed. "I told you to put your name on the house, but you didn't care."
"Let it be. I'll handle it myself. An'an is going for chemotherapy tomorrow..." Yang Qiang's expression turned troubled again. He looked at Ye Xin and said, "You've been kicked out. You have nowhere to sleep, right? Come to my place for now."
A faint warmth stirred in Ye Xin's heart.
So far, Yang Qiang hadn't blamed Ye Xin, even though they couldn't get their wages. He even offered to take Ye Xin in!
This friend was indeed worth making.
"Don't worry, Xu Dong will be back in less than five minutes. He'll beg to give us the money," Ye Xin said confidently.
Yang Qiang smirked, "Is there anything you can't handle? Well, now that we've lost our jobs, let's go to my place first."
"No need to rush," Ye Xin's lips curved into a confident smile.
...
Meanwhile, as Xu Dong walked towards the interior of the construction site, a disdainful smile curled on his lips, "Two useless fools, dare to argue with me. I'll make sure they can't stay in Jiangcheng!"
"Beep beep beep..."
Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at it, his expression changing slightly, then quickly answered the call. Though the caller couldn't see his face, he put on a deferential smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Lin? Why are you calling me? Rest assured, I'll complete the project on time with the highest quality."
"You don't need to continue," a cold voice came from the other end.
"Huh?" Xu Dong's expression changed slightly. "What?"
"I said, you don't need to continue with the project. We've found someone else. Additionally, we've discovered many instances of cutting corners and using substandard materials in your previous projects. We've teamed up with several real estate companies to sue you, and you'll receive a lawyer's letter tomorrow. Get ready to lose everything you have," the voice on the phone said calmly.
Xu Dong's face turned pale. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, is there a misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding? You know Ye Xin, right?" the voice on the other end became colder.
"Ye Xin, he used to work under me. He's just trash, he..." As he spoke, he remembered Ye Xin's phone call earlier, and his expression twitched.
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for messing with the wrong person!" the voice on the phone concluded and hung up.
Xu Dong stood rooted to the spot, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. Images of Ye Xin, wearing a tattered vest and covered in dirt, flashed through his mind. His head felt like it was about to explode.
...
At the construction site entrance, Yang Qiang looked at Ye Xin and said, "Don't just stand here, let's go!"
"Ding dong!"
At that moment, his phone suddenly rang. Yang Qiang picked it up and glanced at it, "Huh!"
On his WeChat, he received a transfer from Xu Dong, a full twenty thousand yuan, three thousand more than what was owed. Meanwhile, not far away, he saw a chubby figure rushing towards them frantically - who else but Xu Dong.
For a moment, Yang Qiang was stunned. He looked at Xu Dong, then at Ye Xin beside him, swallowed hard, feeling overwhelmed.
By now, Xu Dong had reached them, his face dripping with sweat. Trembling, he took out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to Ye Xin, saying, "Brother Xin, here, have a smoke!"
Ye Xin didn't take the cigarette. Instead, he checked his phone, glanced at the transaction record, and after receiving the payment, transferred the excess back to Xu Dong, saying, "I'll only take what's rightfully mine."
"Brother Xin, I was wrong. I sincerely apologize. Can you please forgive me?" Xu Dong nodded and bowed.
His previous arrogance was nowhere to be seen.
Ye Xin glanced at him and said, "Your actions have nothing to do with me. I only wanted to get back what I'm owed. As for the rest, it's not my concern."
With that, he turned around, looked at the stunned Yang Qiang, and said, "Let's go!"
"Plop!" Xu Dong sat on the ground, muttering, "It's over!"
"What's going on?" Yang Qiang was astonished.
Ye Xin smiled and didn't explain.
He couldn't explain this to Yang Qiang! That woman had said he used to be in a secret military unit, and there were certainly things he couldn't disclose. Until he confirmed it, he didn't dare to speak casually. Moreover, even if he did, Yang Qiang probably wouldn't believe him.
He glanced at Xu Dong, then pulled Yang Qiang away from the construction site. As for Xu Dong's fate, it was his own doing.
"Did you do this?" After walking for a while, Yang Qiang still couldn't believe it.
"What do you think?" Ye Xin asked with a smile.
"Definitely not. I know you like the back of my hand. If you had that ability, you wouldn't be toiling away on construction sites... and your wife wouldn't..." Yang Qiang trailed off, changing the subject, "Be honest, did you catch him doing something shady?"
"Sort of," Ye Xin chuckled.
Only then did Yang Qiang smile and say, "I knew it. But it feels good to get the money... Be careful!"
On the sidewalk, a woman riding an electric motorcycle seemed to have lost control and was heading straight for Ye Xin. Naturally, he noticed and quickly stepped aside. As he did, the motorcycle swerved and crashed into a nearby tree, scattering documents everywhere.
Sitting on the motorcycle was a young and pretty girl. Relieved that she hadn't hit anyone, she let out a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Ye Xin, surprised. "Ye Xin?"
Ye Xin recognized her and furrowed his brows slightly.
This girl was Lin Qian, Lin Qingxue's cousin!
Of course, he didn't have a good impression of their family.
Lin Qian's family was considered middle class; both her parents were teachers, and Lin Qian herself had a decent job. When Lin Qingxue married him
, her family strongly opposed it. It was only Lin Qingxue's father who supported them and allowed them to marry in the end.
But whenever Ye Xin encountered Lin Qian's family, they never treated him well. They often made sarcastic remarks about him.
"Ye Xin, are you blind?" Lin Qian glared. "Didn't you see the bike coming? You made me crash into the tree!"
Ye Xin was speechless.
In these three years, he never lifted his head in front of Lin Qingxue's relatives and friends. He endured most of their ridicule.
But now, after the divorce, his status had changed.
He sneered, "You're riding your bike on the sidewalk, nearly hitting me, and now you blame me?"
"Do you still have a sense of justice?" Lin Qian said, "Look at your filthy appearance, it's disgusting. I really don't understand why my uncle married my sister to you. Thankfully, you're divorced now, and my sister has found her happiness. You deserve it!"
A cold glint flashed in Ye Xin's eyes. Indeed, blood is thicker than water.
"What, you want to hit me?" Lin Qian saw the hostility in Ye Xin's eyes, but instead of being afraid, she stepped forward and taunted.