My junior acted as a matchmaker and I lost my virginity.

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"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Ms. Wang Yaxin? This is Jieda Express. You have several packages arriving." Fang Zhiqiang spoke mechanically to the delivery slip in his hand.
"Where are you?" The so-called Ms. Wang Yaxin asked coldly, though Fang Zhiqiang had to admit, her voice was very pleasant.
"I'm outside your community. I was going to deliver it inside, but the security guard wouldn't let me in. So I'll have to trouble you to come to the outside to pick it up. Or you could call the property management and explain, and I'll bring it in for you."
Fang Zhiqiang explained. He had no choice; this was a high-end villa area with tight security, and the security guards would never let someone like Fang Zhiqiang, a deliveryman, into the community.
"I'm at work right now, not home."
"Well then, I've left your things at your security guard's office. Please tell your guard to sign for them."
"No, my things are all imported from overseas, quite valuable. I must inspect them in person."
"But...but...you're not home?" Fang Zhiqiang was a little embarrassed. "
Wait for me there. I'll be off work in two hours."
"Ah...how about this, Ms. Wang, tell me when you'll be home tomorrow or the day after, and I'll deliver them then. I have many deliveries to make today, I..." "
I'm not going to talk to you about that. I need my things today, I can't wait until tomorrow. I get off work at 5:30, and I'll be home by 6 at the latest. You wait for me at the entrance of the complex at 6. If you're not there by 6, I'll call and complain about you, that's it!" The woman on the other end said very unreasonably and forcefully, then hung up the phone.
"Damn it, is she on drugs or going through menopause? Overseas shopping, huh? Buying vibrators, extra-large ones, no less!" Fang Zhiqiang cursed as he hung up the phone. Actually, as a deliveryman, what kind of people hadn't he seen? Being mistreated was commonplace, but Fang Zhiqiang still couldn't help cursing.
He checked the time; it was only a little past three. If he waited here until six, he wouldn't be able to finish delivering all his packages today, and he'd definitely get a complaint. Once a complaint was filed, his salary for the month would be gone. His delivery company was very strict; customer complaints were severely punished, ranging from fines to dismissal.
But if he didn't wait, this menopausal woman would definitely complain too. Fang Zhiqiang had no choice but to immediately ride his electric tricycle to the next delivery address, making sure he was back before six. What could he do? He was just a poor, lowly deliveryman.
In a city like Shanghai, the number of packages delivered daily is astronomical. The workload for each courier at each company is staggering. Take Fang Zhiqiang, for example; he works from morning till night, barely having time for a proper lunch.
Because he needed to get back by 6 PM, Fang Zhiqiang had to speed up his deliveries.
Finally, after finishing his deliveries for the day, he floored his electric scooter and sped back towards the villa complex. Arriving at the entrance, just as he was about to make a phone call, he suddenly saw a woman walking towards him.
This woman was beautiful—in fact, stunningly beautiful. He hadn't been a courier for very long, but several months, constantly navigating the international metropolis of Shanghai, encountering thousands of people daily, including many beautiful women. However, he had never seen a woman of this caliber before.
The woman wasn't old; Fang Zhiqiang estimated she was definitely no more than thirty, maybe twenty-eight or twenty-nine at most. However, she possessed the air of a mature woman, exuding the authority and coldness of someone in a position of power. Fang Zhiqiang's first impression of her was that of a domineering female CEO.
"No need to call anymore, I am Wang Yaxin," the woman said coldly as she walked up to Fang Zhiqiang.
Fang Zhiqiang was taken aback, then forced a smile and said, "I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."
"We agreed to meet at six o'clock, and it's already five past six. I've already called your company to complain about you," the woman said, completely ignoring Fang Zhiqiang.
Fang Zhiqiang's eyes widened, then he flew into a rage and blurted out, "Damn it, is five minutes really necessary?"
"What did you say? You're swearing?" the woman raised her eyebrows.
Fang Zhiqiang knew swearing was wrong, so he suppressed his temper and said, "Sister, I..."
"Who are you calling 'sister'?" the woman demanded, even more displeased.
"No... Miss Wang, Ms. Wang, I waited for over two hours to deliver this package to you. We deliver packages along designated routes, from nearest to farthest, completing a full circle. I went to the furthest point to deliver this to you, and now I'm coming back. You know this is an electric scooter; it can't go that fast. You're complaining about me just because it took five minutes? That's so... so unreasonable!"
Fang Zhiqiang felt incredibly wronged. He wanted to call her unethical, but he held back. If things escalated and she complained again, he'd really be screwed.
"Going the extra time is your problem. Since you're in service, you should understand the principles of service. Don't even mention five minutes; even a second more is a problem with your service attitude. I told the security guard to come in with my car and take me home." The woman completely ignored Fang Zhiqiang, turned around, got into a beautiful BMW 7 Series parked at the entrance, and drove into the residential area.
"Damn it, that slut, obviously sexually frustrated, no man at home, going through menopause. My five hundred yuan! Damn it! I've lost it all to this woman today. Old Bi was right, pretty women are all venomous, not a single one of them is good." Fang Zhiqiang cursed as he rode his bike behind the BMW.
This was a villa area, the whole community was like a large park, surrounded by green trees, the environment was very elegant, and luxurious villas were hidden behind rows of large trees and flowers. To be honest, although Fang Zhiqiang had been working as a courier for several months, this was the first time he had delivered packages to such an upscale villa area, and this was the first time he had experienced the lifestyle of the rich.
The BMW was not driving fast, obviously waiting for Fang Zhiqiang, but even at its slowest speed, it was still much faster than Fang Zhiqiang's secondhand electric tricycle. Fang Zhiqiang almost lost track of it, but he managed to see the location and then followed it into the yard of a villa.
Fang Zhiqiang parked his tricycle behind the BMW and got out.
"There are eleven packages in total. Please sign for them one by one!" Fang Zhiqiang took out a stack of forms from his bag, checked them against the contents, and handed them to Wang Yaxin.
"Open them one by one. I need to make sure the goods are all intact before I sign for them," the woman said coldly.
"Ms. Wang, it's not wrong for you to open and check before signing, but you have to do the opening yourself. We're not responsible for opening them. If I open them and there's a problem, it becomes my responsibility even if it's not mine. Who can I complain to then?"
"If you don't open them, I'll call and complain," the woman replied succinctly.
"You… damn it! You win, okay?" Fang Zhiqiang's cheeks puffed up with anger. Finally, he had no choice but to take out a small knife from his bag and open each package for her.
"Look, is this okay? This one's fine too. This one... this one's fine too." Fang Zhiqiang unpacked all the dozen or so packages in one go, then piled them all on the ground. Finally, he said, "Now you can sign for them, right?"
"Give me a pen." The woman took the pen from Fang Zhiqiang and signed her name on the receipt.
Fang Zhiqiang took the receipt and got into his car to go home.
"Wait a minute."
"What else do you want, ma'am? Don't be so polite, don't feel guilty about letting me stay for dinner. I'm doing service work, I'm a Good Samaritan, and Good Samaritans don't need to eat." Fang Zhiqiang was already annoyed and said sourly.
"You're dreaming. Move all these things inside." The woman pointed to the large pile of things on the ground and said to Fang Zhiqiang.
"Seriously, ma'am? I'm a deliveryman, not a mover. I've already brought it to your door. You want me to carry it all the way inside? Our service motto is door-to-door delivery, not inside delivery. Sorry, you'll have to carry it yourself!" Fang Zhiqiang said arrogantly. Since the order was already signed, he didn't need to ask her for anything more.
"You're not going to carry it? If you're not going to carry it, I'll call your company and complain." Wang Yaxin said, taking out her phone.
"Fine, fine, you're the boss and I'm the grandson, okay? Just say what you want. It's just moving some things, no big deal. You can just ask me to carry it inside, right? It's pointless to keep threatening to complain. Can't people have some basic friendliness and trust?"
Hearing that she was going to complain again, Wang Zhiqiang immediately lost his temper, obediently got out of the car, and started muttering uncontrollably as he began to move the packages on the ground.
"Be careful, if you break anything, your salary won't be enough to pay for it." The woman ignored Wang Zhiqiang's nagging and turned to walk into the villa.
"Damn, she's obviously lacking male attention, her endocrine system is out of whack." Fang Zhiqiang cursed as he followed behind the woman, carrying his things.
"What did you say? Say it again?" The woman turned around, glaring at Fang Zhiqiang.
"N-nothing... I didn't say anything. I just said you're young, capable, gentle, and generous, yes, gentle and generous, nothing else." Fang Zhiqiang quickly made up an excuse.
"You'd better watch your mouth." The woman glared at Fang Zhiqiang, then knocked on the door. A middle-aged woman, clearly a housekeeper, came out.
"Madam is back!"
"Hmm, bring it in." The woman said casually, then went inside.
"Where to put it?" Fang Zhiqiang asked irritably as he carried in a large pile of things.
"Put it on the coffee table, unpack it, and take all the boxes out to throw away." The woman ordered Fang Zhiqiang without turning back as she walked into the room.
"Damn it, do you really think I'm your long-term laborer? I deliver a package for a whole day and earn two yuan per package from you. I do all that work as a porter and cleaner, and you still complain about me. Every time you complain, I get fined five hundred yuan. Did I owe you something in my past life or something?" Fang Zhiqiang finally couldn't hold back anymore and threw everything onto the coffee table.
"It's alright, it's alright, Madam, I'll just take these things out and throw them away." This is what her housekeeper said hurriedly.
"Auntie, it's alright, throwing away the trash is a small matter, it's something I can do on the side, anyway, I'm going out. The problem isn't whether to throw away the trash or not, it's a matter of attitude, it's just that you went too far, you know?" Fang Zhiqiang saw the housekeeper coming over to tidy up and rushed to open the boxes one by one. While opening them, he said to Wang Yaxin, "Sister, can I ask you for a favor?"
"What is it?" Wang Yaxin said seriously.
"Please, please don't use our courier service anymore! If you do, I'll still have to deliver to this area. I really can't afford to serve you anymore. I need to eat and live too. I have elderly parents and young children to support. If you do this every few days, my meager salary won't even cover the fines. Please, have pity on this lowly courier!"
Fang Zhiqiang said, carrying a large pile of trash as he walked out.
"You..." Wang Yaxin was so angry at Fang Zhiqiang's words that she pointed at her hand
, speechless. "Alright, I said, don't ask me to stay for dinner. Don't be polite. Goodbye, oh no, never again," Fang Zhiqiang said as he walked away, closing the door behind him.
"What bad luck! I'd better avoid pretty women like this in the future. No wonder the fortune teller said I'd be plagued by romantic entanglements this year. Look, I've already had one today. Five hundred yuan, you son of a bitch!" Fang Zhiqiang cursed incessantly as he rode his bike.
"Oh, ma'am, this bottle looks a bit scratched," said the cleaning lady who was tidying up, holding up a bottle shortly after Fang Zhiqiang left.
"Let me see," Wang Yaxin said, walking over and taking the delicate little bottle. Sure enough, there were obvious scratches on the bottle.
"Go and call him back," Wang Yaxin quickly told the cleaning lady.
The cleaning lady ran out, then came back, saying, "He's gone."
Wang Yaxin looked at it, took the bottle, went out, and then drove off in her car.
Thinking of the five hundred yuan fine, Fang Zhiqiang felt a pang of heartache. He sighed, a five-yuan pack cigarette dangling from his lips as he rode his tricycle, humming, "Ah... five hundred, you're a hundred more than four hundred, ah... five hundred, you're a hundred less than six hundred. My five hundred yuan, how could you just leave me like that? I can't bear to part with you!"
Just as Fang Zhiqiang rode his electric bike out of the residential area and onto the road, he saw a four or five-year-old child running into the middle of the road to pick up a toy ball. Just then, a car suddenly sped towards them from the opposite direction at an extremely high speed, heading straight for the child without any sign of slowing down.
Fang Zhiqiang's eyes widened, he threw away his cigarette, jumped off his electric scooter, and ran towards the child. He grabbed the child and threw himself to the ground, rolling several times until they reached the other side of the road.
The driver seemed to only realize someone was ahead when he saw Fang Zhiqiang, slamming on the brakes and swerving sharply. Fang Zhiqiang practically rolled away from the car's tires with the child in his arms, narrowly avoiding being run over.
Fang Zhiqiang rolled to the side of the road with the child in his arms. Only he knew the extent of the danger he had just experienced. To be honest, his heart was pounding, and he was covered in sweat.
However, before he could even stand up, he heard a loud bang. Fang Zhiqiang turned around and saw the car that had crashed into the wall of a nearby residential area, completely overturned with its wheels in the air.
It turned out that the driver of the car had been distracted and hadn't noticed the child in the middle of the road. It wasn't until Fang Zhiqiang, an adult, ran over that she saw the child in front of the car. Panicked, she swerved the steering wheel, and due to the high speed, the car flipped over, spun several times, and crashed into the wall of the residential area before coming to a stop.
Fang Zhiqiang put the child down and said, "Go back to your mother quickly and have her take you to the hospital to check if you're injured. Hurry!"
He then rushed to the car.
The car was overturned, and the driver was unconscious. Moreover, Fang Zhiqiang noticed something fatal: the car was leaking oil.
Additionally, for some reason, a spot near the tire had started to catch fire. Judging from scenes in American movies, Fang Zhiqiang estimated it was about to explode, or at least catch fire. If he didn't get the driver out soon, he would likely die inside.
Fang Zhiqiang didn't even care that the skin on his hands, scraped raw from rescuing the child, was bleeding. He opened the car door, grabbed the driver inside, and tried to drag him out. After a while, he couldn't move him, and then he realized that the driver was still wearing a seatbelt.
Fang Zhiqiang immediately crawled onto the ground, pulled his entire body inside, unbuckled the driver's seatbelt, and then, lying on the ground, braced his feet against the door and pulled the driver out inch by inch. It took a great deal of effort to finally get her out. He then got up, grabbed the driver, and started running. After about ten steps, the car roared to life and burst into flames.
Seeing this, Fang Zhiqiang's legs went weak. In just a minute or two, he had twice escaped death. He stood there, almost in a daze, holding the female driver, staring at the burning car. Bystanders quickly dialed emergency services, and traffic police officers on duty nearby began rushing towards the scene. Unbeknownst to
Fang Zhiqiang, while he was in a daze, the female driver he was holding was also staring blankly at him, intently, before finally closing her eyes.
Only after regaining his senses did Fang Zhiqiang place the driver on the ground. Only then did he realize that the driver was a woman. The situation had been so dangerous that Fang Zhiqiang, focused solely on saving the child, hadn't paid attention to whether the driver was male or female.
After the ordeal, both of them were covered in dirt and grime. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't even make out what the woman looked like, nor did he care.
He reached out and touched the woman's nose; thankfully, she was still breathing. Just then, the police arrived. Seeing the police, Fang Zhiqiang got up and walked to his electric scooter, his body covered in sweat and dust.
He took off his jacket, brushed it off—it was full of dust. Then he noticed his entire arm was covered in blood. When he rescued the child, his arm had rubbed against the ground, scraping off a large patch of skin. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he felt the pain.
Fang Zhiqiang quickly pulled up his jacket; his arm was a bloody mess.
Looking back, Fang Zhiqiang saw many police cars at the scene. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and then got on his electric scooter and started driving back. Halfway there, he heard the siren of an ambulance.
Behind Fang Zhiqiang's scooter, near the entrance of the residential area, a BMW was parked. Inside the BMW sat a woman who had observed the entire scene. The woman stared blankly at the disheveled Fang Zhiqiang, seemingly lost in thought, and finally smiled meaningfully.
If Fang Zhiqiang saw this incredibly beautiful woman, he would surely exclaim in surprise; this woman was Wang Yaxin, the one who had previously complained about him.
Fang Zhiqiang checked the time; it was already past 6:30. He had been delayed for over half an hour. He had to hurry back, otherwise the company would be closed, and he would be fined if he couldn't submit his delivery orders for the day. Thinking of this, Fang Zhiqiang ignored the blood seeping from his hands and rushed to the company.
When Fang Zhiqiang arrived at the company, he was relieved that not everyone had left; at least, surprisingly, the manager was still there.
"Manager, you're still working so late!" Fang Zhiqiang said to the manager with a grin, almost obsequiously.
"I'm waiting for you," the manager said coldly.
"Waiting for me? Oh, Manager, you're so meticulous about your work! You're a great role model for us all. I'll definitely follow your example, work hard, and put work first..." Fang Zhiqiang began his shameless flattery.
"Alright, alright, do you know why I'm waiting for you?" the manager said impatiently.
"Isn't it... waiting for my orders today?" Fang Zhiqiang asked, somewhat surprised.
"Is that my job? Do you think I'd sit here waiting for you this late for a few orders?" the manager said irritably. Then, the manager took an envelope from his desk drawer and threw it in front of Fang Zhiqiang, saying, "This is your salary from last month and your commission for this month. It's all inside. Please check it."
"Salary paid? Why is it early this month? And you've already paid this month's salary? It's not even halfway through the month yet! Manager, something feels off," Fang Zhiqiang also felt something was amiss.
"Here's a total of 8,300 yuan. I checked with finance; your salary last month was 5,400 yuan, and this month it's 1,900 yuan, not including today, so it's 7,300 yuan in total.
" "Considering you've always been quite diligent at work, I had finance give you an extra 1,000 yuan as personal compensation, plus your commission for today. Take it, and behave yourself from now on," the manager continued calmly.
"Manager, what's going on?" Fang Zhiqiang was completely confused.
"Do I have to spell it out? To put it simply, you're fired. Take your money, and leave your electric scooter keys!" "Why? Why are you firing me? Manager, you have to give me a reason! You can't fire me for no reason!" "
Would I fire you for no reason? I'm asking you, didn't you deliver a package to a woman named Wang Yaxin today?"
"Yes, there was such a woman. So what?" "...
" What happened? You'll have to ask yourself what happened. This afternoon she called head office to complain about you, saying you were late. Then, not long ago, she called again, specifically demanding the company fire you. "Is this woman crazy? I was only five minutes late for our appointment! It's not like she's so cruel as to fire me! But, manager, you're firing me just because of one phone call? Don't you even want to know what happened?" "
She said there were scratches on the inner packaging of something she gave us, and she's complaining about you, saying the item is worth over 30,000 yuan. She wants the company to fire you, and if the company doesn't fire you, she'll have her lawyer sue our company in court and fight this case to the end."
“As you know, we’re a courier company, and the competition is fierce. There are at least forty or fifty courier companies of all sizes in Shanghai alone, not even including logistics companies. Besides, our head office has two branches in Shanghai. I know this isn’t your fault, it has nothing to do with you, but we can’t take this risk.
” If they really sue, our company’s reputation will be damaged, and most importantly, my image with the head office leadership will suffer. So, the only thing we can do is fire you. You’re young and energetic; you can find a job anywhere. That’s why I didn’t deduct your salary according to regulations despite the several complaints she gave you, and even gave you an extra thousand yuan as compensation.
“We’ve gotten along well, and I’ve treated you pretty well, haven’t I? Please understand me; I have no other choice,” the manager said earnestly.
Hearing the manager's words, Fang Zhiqiang suddenly froze. After a long pause, he let out a few cold laughs and said, "I understand you, but who the hell understands me? Fine, I won't waste any more words with you. So what if I'm fired? If this place doesn't want me, there are plenty of other places that will.
Remember this, this thousand yuan isn't compensation from you, it's what I deserve. Damn it, last month I treated you to dinner and spent over eight hundred, plus today's salary, it's exactly one thousand. Baldy, with your way of handling things, you're wasting your talent not being the Secretary-General of the United Nations." As Fang Zhiqiang spoke, he picked up an envelope from the table and walked out. After taking two steps, he turned back, walked to the table, picked up a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes that the manager had placed on it, and walked out.
"What are you doing? Why are you taking my cigarettes?"
"I'm out of cigarettes. Don't chase me, or I'll take your car wheels off, you believe me? You've smoked so many of my cigarettes, what's wrong with me taking one pack from you?" "Fang Zhiqiang pointed at the manager who had chased after him and said this, then turned and walked out of the company.
As he walked out of the company, Fang Zhiqiang was furious. Putting aside what was wrong with that woman who insisted on going against him, it was this manager. For the sake of this job, for future development, and to get more orders and more money every day, he had always treated this manager well. He would give him cigarettes, treat him to meals, and act like a grandson in front of him. This grandson would treat him like a brother when he was taking advantage of him, but as soon as things came up, he would turn his back on him and not recognize him at all."
Knowing full well that this matter had absolutely nothing to do with Fang Zhiqiang and was not his fault at all, he still dismissed Fang Zhiqiang without hesitation to avoid jeopardizing his official position. Fang Zhiqiang was heartbroken. He
slowly rode his old bicycle, which he had bought for eighty yuan from a scrap shop, along the road. Passing the familiar bank, he felt the envelope containing money in his pocket, took his card, and went to the ATM. He deposited all eight thousand yuan into the card, then checked his balance. With the eight thousand three thousand, he now had a total of nine thousand two hundred yuan.
Looking at the pitiful number, Fang Zhiqiang smiled helplessly again. He took out a small notebook from his pocket, opened it, and saw that it was filled with names, bank account numbers, and amounts—some as high as thirty or forty thousand yuan, others as low as seven or eight thousand.
Fang Zhiqiang crossed out the first few transactions, then found the third one. Using the provided bank account number, he transferred 9,000 yuan from his own card and crossed it out as well. After crossing it out, Fang Zhiqiang counted again, sighed, and muttered to himself, "Still owe 523,000 yuan!" Walking out of the bank, thinking about how he had finally found this job and now it was gone again, he was instantly furious. He vented all his anger on Wang Yaxin. If this woman hadn't insisted on going against him, how could he have ended up like this? Thinking
this, Fang Zhiqiang couldn't hold back any longer. He took out his phone and started searching for Wang Yaxin's phone number. However, as a deliveryman, he had at least a hundred call records every day, all from unknown numbers. How was he supposed to know which one was Wang Yaxin's?
"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore! I'm not human if I don't vent my anger today, you bitch!" Fang Zhiqiang cursed as he rode his bike towards Wang Yaxin's apartment complex. He
was stopped by the security guard at the entrance again. Wang Zhiqiang offered the guard a pack of cigarettes—the same pack of Zhonghua cigarettes he'd snatched from the manager's desk—and explained that he needed to pick up a package from the woman's house that afternoon. The guard remembered Fang Zhiqiang, and since he was wearing a courier company uniform, he let him in.
Fang Zhiqiang rode his bike straight to Wang Yaxin's house, pushed open the iron gate, and parked his bike in the yard.
He didn't even ring the doorbell; he just banged on the door, as if venting all his anger on their doorstep.
"Coming, coming!" Their housekeeper opened the door, and seeing Fang Zhiqiang, asked curiously, "Why are you here again?"
"Where is she? Is that 'Mother Teresa' home?" Fang Zhiqiang asked irritably.
"Auntie, who is it?" Wang Yaxin's voice came from inside.
"It's your grandpa." Fang Zhiqiang went straight in as soon as he heard Wang Yaxin was home. He saw Wang Yaxin sitting at the dining table eating.
"Why are you here again?" Wang Yaxin looked at Fang Zhiqiang, seemingly not surprised at all, and asked while continuing to eat.
"Why am I here? Why are you asking me why I'm here? Don't you know yourself? I'm saying, how can you be so mean? Do you have irregular periods or abnormal vaginal discharge? Are you hormonally imbalanced and lacking a man, why are you taking it out on me? What did I do to you?
I'm just a deliveryman. I delivered to you at three o'clock, and you told me to come at six. I had no choice but to go around in circles, walking at least ten miles back to deliver to you. You son of a bitch, I was five minutes late and you complained about me, and that's already a problem." "I brought it all to you, I even unpacked it for you, carried it in like a porter, and cleaned it for you. I treated you like a grandson, like a grandmother.
" And then, you fucking called to complain about me, asking the company to fire me. What did I do to offend you? Did I take your virginity or kill your father? Do you really have such a deep-seated hatred for me? Fang Zhiqiang launched into a tirade, hurling every nasty insult imaginable.
Wang Yaxin was furious after hearing Fang Zhiqiang's words, her face cold, but to Fang Zhiqiang's surprise, she didn't lash out at him. Instead, she waited until he finished hurling his insults before calmly asking, "Finished?"
"No, I came here today specifically to curse you!"
"Then keep cursing, I'm listening." The woman finished speaking and continued eating.
The woman's attitude made Fang Zhiqiang feel terrible, like throwing a punch with all your might only to hit thin air—utterly unsatisfying. Due to limited space, follow the WeChat public account [Wolf Walk Literature] and reply with the number 22 to continue reading the exciting story! Fang Zhiqiang came prepared to fight this woman to the death, but now it seems like he's the only one being unreasonable.
"You're not playing by the rules, woman. This attitude is wrong. What do you mean, 'I'll keep cursing'? Did I do something wrong by cursing you? I've been very polite by not hitting you. I came here today to ask you, why are you treating me like this? Give me a reason today, or else???" Fang Zhiqiang said fiercely.
"Or else what are you going to do?" the woman asked calmly, seemingly unconcerned about Fang Zhiqiang's threat.
"Otherwise...otherwise..." Fang Zhiqiang thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what he could do to this woman. Finally, he said fiercely, "Otherwise, I'm not leaving your house today." "What? Are you planning to act like a rogue? Should I call the police?" The woman said calmly, then said to the aunt, "Auntie, go get the first-aid kit. Can you put some medicine on his hand and bandage it?" "Huh?" Fang Zhiqiang was confused by the woman's attitude. Looking at his still bloodstained arm, he waved his hand and said, "Don't pretend to be a good guy. My hand is fine. I don't need your help. I just want to ask you what I did to offend you that you insist on fighting me to the death." "Put some iodine on it, then some penicillin on it, and bandage it with gauze." The woman completely ignored Fang Zhiqiang and said to the aunt who brought out the first-aid kit.
"Okay, Madam." The aunt did as instructed, walking over to Fang Zhiqiang and starting to fiddle with his hand.
"No need, Auntie, my hand is fine. No need, I wouldn't dare trouble you, I can do it myself!" Fang Zhiqiang said politely, feeling very embarrassed.
"It's alright, oh dear, what happened to your hand? How did you get this?" The aunt asked quickly after seeing Fang Zhiqiang's hand.
"Well... I accidentally fell off my bike and got this messed up. It's nothing serious. Ouch!" Fang Zhiqiang initially spoke seriously, but suddenly cried out in pain as the aunt applied iodine to his hand. Only those who have experienced it can understand the stinging sensation.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt? It's alright, just bear with it." The aunt was startled by Fang Zhiqiang's cry and then comforted him.
"It's alright, it's alright, please continue, please continue." Fang Zhiqiang said through gritted teeth, pretending to be strong.
"Alright, it's fine now. Just remember not to get this hand wet for the next few days, and change the dressing every day. It should be alright." The aunt reminded Fang Zhiqiang after bandaging his hand.
"Has he eaten? Auntie, could you get him a bowl and chopsticks?" Wang Yaxin said slowly after Fang Zhiqiang's bandage was finished.
"What's wrong? Feeling guilty? You think you can make me forgive you with these little favors? Let me tell you, no way. As the ancients said, 'Poverty and hardship cannot sway you, power and force cannot subdue you, wealth and honor cannot corrupt you,' and what else? That's right, I won't eat food offered with contempt. Let me tell you, I won't eat your food!" Fang Zhiqiang said firmly.

[The End]

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