Chapter 19: Song Qingguan

Zhao Heng turned his head and glanced at him, "Aren't you supposed to protect me?"

Qiao Yuncai feigned a look of confusion, looked around, and replied, "Did I? Did that happen? In my heart, you are the boss. By the way, Boss, what moves were those just now? Taekwondo? Judo? Changquan? Or Hong family staff technique? I've learned some of these too, like Bagua and Miao staff."

Zhao Heng took a deep breath, "Don't call me Boss."

Qiao Yuncai immediately responded, "Yes, Boss, no, Heng Ge."

Zhao Heng shook his head, unable to deal with this joker. Just then, another clear voice called out, "Boss." Zhao Heng, who was deep in thought, frowned slightly. He was about to tell Qiao Fatty not to call him Boss when he saw the young man in white walk to his side and weakly said, "Boss, thank you for helping me."

Qiao Fatty raised his hands to show that he didn't call him Boss.

"Don't call me Boss, and there's no need to thank me."

Zhao Heng responded calmly to the young man in white. He had acted partly to protect himself and partly out of sympathy for the young man being bullied. However, regardless of the reason, he didn't want the young man to feel indebted. "It was just a small favor. Don't worry about it. You should go back and rest."

"Boss, really, thank you."

The young man in white stubbornly called Zhao Heng Boss, rubbing his sore abdomen and cheek. "You saved my life. I should thank you properly, but I'm just a destitute student with nothing left. My stepmother has taken everything, even my car. If she sees me, I'm dead. She'll force me to sign a transfer agreement just like before."

"I'll repay you when I have the chance, if I can survive."

Zhao Heng had already picked up on some details from their earlier conversation. He patted the young man's shoulder and said, "I'm past that. Don't call me Boss, and don't keep this in mind. By the way, where do you live? I'll take you home to avoid any more trouble."

Qiao Fatty added, "Don't call him Boss, call him Heng Ge."

"Thank you, Heng Ge."

The young man in white followed Qiao Fatty's lead in changing the address, then showed a sad expression. "Go home? Where is home for me? She's taken everything, even my car. If she sees me, it's a dead end. She'll force me to sign a transfer agreement just like before."

Qiao Yuncai tilted his head slightly and laughed, "Rich families have many grudges."

Just as he was about to ask more, Zhao Heng suddenly stared at the young man in white and said, "Do you have anywhere else to go? From the looks of those thugs, they'll come after you again. They'll blame you for tonight. Why don't we go with you to the police?"

"Police?"

The young man in white smiled bitterly and replied in a low voice, "If the police could help, I wouldn't be chased. The world is cold and harsh! The police can't handle family matters. They're clearly bought off by my stepmother. I can't fight them. If I want to hide, I can only hide at Huahai University."

Zhao Heng glanced at him, "Huahai University?"

"Let me guess."

Qiao Fatty appeared from the side, like a fortune-teller, counting on his fingers, "One plus one is one, one plus nine is nine, nine plus nine is one. Yes, this brother must be a freshman at Huahai University, and a student in the Economics and Management College, living in Dormitory 701 in the southwest. Am I right?"

Qiao Fatty put on a serious and solemn look, but the young man in white was shocked and looked at him in disbelief, "Ah, how did you know? Do you know me? I've never seen you before. How could you know my background? Who are you?"

Qiao Fatty said seriously, "Hehe, I can read the stars at night."

"Enough, don't listen to his nonsense."

Zhao Heng patted Qiao Yuncai's head and immediately exposed his lie, "He must have heard your name and remembered the nameplate on the empty bed in the dormitory, so he guessed it was you. I didn't expect him to be right, Song Qingguan. It's simple, we're all in the same dormitory."

Although he exposed Qiao Yuncai's trick, Zhao Heng still admired him. This fatty looked clumsy and gluttonous, but he was incredibly perceptive and could piece together fragmented details to take a bold guess. He patted his shoulder.

Qiao Fatty smiled bitterly, "Boss, let me have my moment."

Song Qingguan was also a smart person and quickly understood the situation. He was first surprised by the coincidence, then a glint of joy appeared in his eyes, "We're roommates? This world is truly amazing. I never thought the person who saved my life would be my roommate. It seems we are truly destined to meet."

"Destined, indeed."

Zhao Heng pointed at the two and laughed, "One Yuncai, one Qingguan, our dormitory is going to rise in status and wealth!"

Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingguan were first stunned, then burst into laughter. But after a few laughs, Song Qingguan winced, clearly feeling the pain from his injuries. Zhao Heng quickly helped him massage the area to ease the pain, and Qiao Fatty rubbed his stomach, "We've walked so far, and I'm hungry."

"Hey, there's someone selling rice cakes. Boss, I'll get some."

Qiao Fatty looked at a few carts in the distance, where fragrant rice cakes were being sold by a few uncles wearing hats, calling out to passersby. Qiao Yuncai couldn't help but swallow his saliva at the sight of the rice cakes. When Zhao Heng was speechless at Qiao Fatty's appetite, Song Qingguan pulled him back, "Don't go—"

Qiao Fatty's eyes widened, "Why not? I'll get a piece for you too."

Song Qingguan didn't explain much, just pulled Qiao Yuncai towards the school, "Let's buy food at the school. Huahai University has everything!" Then he changed the subject, "And we're not far from the incident. We should hide early, or the Qing Gang will find us. Roommates, let's go!"

Although Song Qingguan's words left Qiao Fatty confused, he felt it was indeed dangerous to stay outside the school, so he gave up the idea of buying rice cakes and quickened his pace to enter the school gate. Walking down the tree-lined avenue, Qiao Yuncai couldn't contain his curiosity, "Song, what happened tonight?"

"Since we're roommates, tell us what happened."

Qiao Fatty gently urged, "Maybe we can help."

Zhao Heng wasn't one to gossip, but he was already involved in this conflict, and Song Qingguan was his roommate. He would inevitably have more interactions with the one-eyed man, so he didn't mind using Qiao Fatty's question to understand the whole story, which would help him be prepared.

"The story is like this."

Song Qingguan, finding a kindred spirit, seemed to forget his pain. As he walked down the street with Zhao Heng, he began to recount the events of the night, "My name is Song Qingguan, a local. My father is a well-known real estate developer with considerable wealth and status in Huahai. My mother died in a car accident last year."

His eyes were filled with tears, clearly showing his deep affection for his mother, "My father, who is often busy with social engagements, couldn't bear the loneliness. He met a beautiful woman this year and brought her home within two months, planning to marry her this Spring Festival. Although I was conflicted at the time, I still supported my father."

"After all, my father is old and needs someone to take care of him. Who knew this woman was no good."

"She is the niece of Zhang Xiaolin from the Qing Gang, with a heart as venomous as a snake!"

Zhao Heng frowned, "The Qing Gang again?"

Song Qingguan was slightly surprised, "Boss, do you have a grudge with the Qing Gang?"

Zhao Heng didn't mention Fei Hu Ge and the others, just looked at Song Qingguan and said, "No, I've just heard of their reputation. Continue."

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