Not far away, two heads peeked out from a small alleyway.
"Dad, let's go. They're fighting really badly." Fang Yu was a little scared.
Fang Zhiyi, however, was in no hurry. "It's not often we get to see some excitement. Would be a waste not to watch." He had originally thought about leaving too, but seeing Li Chengfeng getting beaten up gave him a certain satisfaction.
"Huh, why is that guy with the yellow hair so weak?" Fang Yu muttered.
Fang Zhiyi's internal alarm bells started ringing. "You know him?"
"No, I don't. He's been here a few times with his friends. I just remember him because his hair is so yellow." Looking at her father's suddenly serious face, Fang Yu asked cautiously, "What's wrong, Dad?"
Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath. "Stay away from him, you hear me?"
"Oh." Fang Yu was confused by this seemingly random warning.
Fang Zhiyi thoughtfully called the police. In the original storyline, the shop owner had called too late, letting the vandals get away.
So, just as the two groups were about to scatter, the timely arrival of the police pinned them down.
Li Chengfeng's head was spinning. Had he been reborn? Why was he caught? Did he remember wrong?
After Fang Zhiyi finished dinner with his daughter, told her she didn't need to work part-time anymore, and promised to arrange a new school for her, he leisurely headed home.
But upon opening the door, he found the house in an uproar.
Seeing him return, Fang Jingtong immediately rushed over. "Big brother, where have you been? Why are you back so late?" Her tone was full of anxiety and reproach. Fang Zhiyi frowned with displeasure. "Do I need to report my whereabouts to you?"
His icy tone cooled Fang Jingtong's emotions somewhat.
"What's going on?"
Fang Jingtong called out, and her two sons walked out one after the other. Fang Zhiyi could tell at a glance they must have fought again after getting home. Clearly, Wu Dabao had gotten the upper hand; Wu Xiaobao's face was swollen like a pig's head.
Fang Zhiyi's expression changed instantly. "Dabao! How could you hit Xiaobao!" His sudden roar made Wu Dabao jump. Their uncle had never yelled at them like that before.
Fang Zhiyi continued his performance with gusto. "It's this serious? What did you do? Xiaobao, come on, Uncle will take you to the hospital!"
Before Fang Jingtong could react, he took Wu Xiaobao and left.
Of course, they didn't actually go to the hospital. After just a few words of sweet-talking, he took Wu Xiaobao for a bunch of junk snacks. Wu Xiaobao was overjoyed, though he complained that his face hurt when he chewed.
"You need to practice more, otherwise he'll keep bullying you," Fang Zhiyi said.
Wu Xiaobao nodded vigorously.
That night, watching his younger brother strut around showing off his pocket money, Wu Dabao's eyes nearly shot flames.
Although he now had a job, Wu Tian still came home very late. He walked in with an apologetic smile, explaining he had worked overtime. In reality, Fang Zhiyi knew better than anyone that this guy couldn't kick his bad habit and went gambling after work. But he didn't say anything.
This family was already finished.
He needed to focus his efforts on his daughter.
Li Chengfeng had been reformed for many years and had learned to enjoy life. Although he didn't get along with his wife and lived off her while acting tough, he had still enjoyed the good life. Now, having to eat the cold meals handed out in the detention cell was something he absolutely refused to do.
"Get your chief here!" Li Chengfeng shouted habitually.
He was met with the mocking laughter of the officer. "Kid, are you high on something?"
"I am Li Chengfeng!" Li Chengfeng grabbed the bars, his anger simmering.
Even the other inmates in the cell laughed at him.
Over the years, Li Chengfeng hadn't learned much else, but his temper had certainly grown.
He finally realized he was nobody in this current time and could only sit down and sulk.
After a while, Li Chengfeng made a decision. He would first find Xu Zhenni, get together with her, then... scheme to take over her family assets, and finally kick her to the curb! Then he'd be with Fang Yu!
Thinking of Fang Yu, a disgusting smile spread across his face.
Fang Yu wasn't like that woman. She was obedient. He could give her a title as his wife later, and then he could play around outside as much as he wanted!
But his daydream didn't last long. Hearing the restaurant owner demand they pay for the damages, his accomplices all jumped up. Where would they get the money? Li Chengfeng, however, was full of confidence. "Hmph, it's just a few thousand. Not even enough for a meal!"
The owner looked at Li Chengfeng behind bars and sighed after a long moment. "You look alright. How come your brain's not right?"
"Who are you saying has a problem?" Li Chengfeng was furious.
The owner took two steps back. "What, are you going to bite me?"
Unable to pay, they faced further detention, which made Li Chengfeng miserable. He was itching to start implementing his plan.
Fang Yu held the brand new high school textbooks, her fingertips rubbing the smooth covers. After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked, "Dad, since you say Aunt and them are bad people, why did you get Uncle a job, sign Aunt up for classes, and always give Xiaobao pocket money? Isn't that helping them?"
Fang Zhiyi was helping her tidy her desk. Hearing this, he looked up with a smile and ruffled her hair. "It's like growing crops. You fertilize them first. The crazier they grow, the faster their roots rot."
Fang Yu didn't really understand, but she didn't care anymore. Recently, her dad had been spending a lot of time with her and doing many things she'd never done before. She was gradually starting to believe Fang Zhiyi truly cared about her.
He had even gone to the trouble of finding an all-girls high school for her. Fang Yu had gone from feeling uneasy to gradually accepting it.
Although she still found her father's change somewhat strange, for a teenage girl, everything else had become unimportant.
Li Chengfeng finally got out. He ignored his former accomplices; he was very busy and had no time to waste on these "losers." He jogged all the way to the restaurant. Seeing him, the owner was startled. "What do you want?"
Li Chengfeng asked breathlessly, "Where's Xiaoyu?"
The owner shot him an impatient glance. "What Xiaoyu Dayu? Get lost! We're not serving you!"
Unwilling to give up, Li Chengfeng squatted nearby to wait, simultaneously planning what to say to Xiaoyu. After much thought, he decided to be direct. She liked that type!
However, he waited from morning till night, and Fang Yu never showed up. This left Li Chengfeng bewildered. Where had Fang Yu gone? He had definitely been reborn, right?
He stood up, pounding his numb legs, and began planning his next move. He couldn't stand these clothes or this cheap cigarette for another second. He urgently needed money now! Just as he was thinking this, a motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of him. Two helmeted riders nodded at him. Li Chengfeng was confused. Then, they threw a sports backpack at him. Li Chengfeng was completely stunned. The two then rode off on their motorcycle.
Puzzled, Li Chengfeng looked down at the backpack in his arms. With one glance, he quickly covered it up.
The bag was full of money! And watches, necklaces...

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