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"Dong would never do this, Chyou," Yating shook his head. "I met him. I talked to him. He was just like my very same friend. We talked like we were back in high school. He lost his job and is working in that restaurant for now. But if he wanted to use me like before, he would have jumped at the offer I put before him."

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"To arrange a job interview for him. I wanted to help him. But he rejected it."

He peered into her eyes, searching for confidence. "I didn\'t offer my help to test him. I genuinely wanted to give a solution to his predicament. But he rejected it. Tell me, Chyou. If he was selfish and greedy, would he have let this chance go? I…I would never believe that Dong would go this far!"

Chyou was quiet for a moment before she asked, "Can you say the same thing with confidence about his parents?"

He paused and blinked.

"You trust Ma Dong, which is fine. But do you trust his parents too? What if they pressured him into doing something like this?"

"That\'s impossible. Why would Dong listen to this crap?"

"Because you were only teenagers back then, Yating. Sure, you were older but not old enough to go against your parents\' wishes. Were you able to protest against Uncle Rong when he forbade you from meeting or talking to Ma Dong at that time?"

Yating frowned. But he admitted he really couldn\'t put up much resistance.

"I don\'t believe that his parents would be ready for him to just jump from the third floor and risk his life. That was too dangerous! As if they would have allowed for this to happen."

This time, Chyou agreed to his point. Even if they wanted money, it was hard to picture them telling Ma Dong to plan his fall. No parents would ever risk their child\'s safety in a million years.

Yating shook his head again. "Dad is definitely misunderstanding things. Just because they asked for compensation doesn\'t mean that they become bad people. They blamed me for the accident so it was natural that they would want it from my Dad," his hands holding the whiskey glass shook.

That\'s also true…

Chyou asked, "Is it only because of compensation that Uncle Rong thinks of their guilt?"

Yating slightly stiffened.

\'He had cheated and so his scholarship was withdrawn!\'

He looked down, hesitant. "...Nothing more, I guess."

Chyou squinted her eyes.

That furtive look does mean something. So there is another reason too.

She released a silent sigh. She could tell from his expression that Yating felt at crossroads about whatever that other reason was. It was like that there might be some truth to it but Yating was blinding himself to reality just so that he could believe in his friendship with Ma Dong.

She put her hands on his shoulder and squeezed it lightly. "You can only put your mind at rest if you know everything."

"...I do know everything."

"That isn\'t knowing everything, that\'s being stubborn. Stubbornness for the wrong reasons is harmful."

He said nothing.

"There is no hurry, Yating," she smiled. "Take your time. I just want you to consider Uncle\'s perspective too. Maybe it wouldn\'t be a hundred percent right, but it might not be a hundred percent wrong either."

He froze, his gaze darkening. His lips curled into an angry laugh. "Does he ever consider my perspective?"

Chyou flicked his forehead. "Tit for tat isn\'t always the solution."

"Easy for you to say because you have a very doting father."

She laughed. "Well maybe a bit easier? But that doesn\'t mean that Dad and I never had differences in opinion. We ensure that we listen and genuinely try to understand the other\'s point of view."

"A lot. Not some more. Then the earlier woman would have come to take your advantage~ And then next morning you wake up to a soft mattress and a very beautiful woman in your arms. Naked~"

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He smiled. "That\'s the problem with my Dad. Even if I want to have a decent conversation with him, it\'s he who blows the matter out of proportion and always judges my decisions."

Her brow twitched.

Yating\'s gaze then dimmed as he whispered. "I don\'t want to doubt Dong\'s friendship and…" his lips quivered as he exhaled a breath, "I don\'t want to know that the trauma I suffered, the nightmares I had to go through every night were because of a very cruel ploy for money."

Chyou nodded very slowly in understanding.

They remained in silence after that. Yating kept his glass aside and looked at her. "Thanks for coming here. I feel better now."

"People always feel better in my company," she flicked her hair back. "What were you going to do if I wasn\'t here?"

"Maybe drink some more."

"A lot. Not some more. Then the earlier woman would have come to take your advantage~ And then next morning you wake up to a soft mattress and a very beautiful woman in your arms. Naked~"

Yating choked. "I am sure I wouldn\'t have gotten myself drunk that bad. You have some vivid imagination, Queen Chyou."

"Thank you. As an actor, it\'s my job," she sheepishly grinned.

"It wasn\'t a compliment."

"I insist on considering it as one."

Yating laughed. "Cheeky."

"Also a part of my job description~"

He rolled his eyes. He kept his finished glass in the front and paid for his drinks. "Let\'s go."

She tilted her head. "Where?"

"As a good friend, you let me cry on your shoulders. Figuratively. It\'s only proper that I express my gratitude."

"You are such a gentleman to always express your sincerest gratitude. Uncle has raised you well~"

Yating narrowed his eyes at her, making her cough. "Hehe~~"

As they walked ahead to exit the club together, a familiar person spotted them from the back. They quietly took out their phone and clicked several pictures without anybody noticing, then disappearing into the shadows.