Chapter 10

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Wang Yong hadn't even had time to say anything when Ouyang Feifei sat down beside her with a sympathetic look, holding Zhao Teacher's shoulder and gently comforting her, "Teacher Zhao, I didn't know about the situation at your home just now. I'm really sorry. Also, don't be too sad. Medical technology is very advanced now. Although kidney failure is a serious illness, if a kidney transplant is done in time and proper care is taken, recovery is possible. If it doesn't work out domestically, you can go abroad. By the way, I know some doctors in the U.S. I can ask them to contact hospitals and doctors who specialize in treating kidney failure."

Teacher Zhao's eyes brightened at first but then dimmed again. After a moment of hesitation, as if making a significant decision, she held Ouyang Feifei's hand and said gratefully, "Miss Ouyang, you've already caused me a lot of trouble. How can I let you go to so much trouble for me?"

"Teacher Zhao, don't be so formal. This is a matter of life and death. I'm just making a few phone calls and contacting some doctors. It's not much trouble. Besides, your daughter has just been admitted to a prestigious university, and her future is limitless. A small setback can be overcome."

Ouyang Feifei smiled gently, a stark contrast to her cold and domineering demeanor in the company, where she was known as a ruthless executioner.

Wang Yong also stepped forward to comfort her, "Yes, Teacher Zhao. Miss Ouyang studied in the U.S., so she has some connections. You should prepare well, as going abroad for treatment will require some visa procedures. If you need any help, I can ask my friends."

"Auntie, you've already forgiven me for renting out the house without your permission. I'm very grateful. As for the visa, I'll prepare it myself. I don't want to trouble you."

Wang Yong had already guessed that she was still worried about money. After all, treating her daughter domestically had already drained her resources. If she went to the U.S. for treatment, the costs would be even higher. He guessed that she had already decided to sell her house. The housing prices in Huahai City had skyrocketed, and selling the house would indeed be enough to cover the treatment costs in the U.S.

However, he remembered a saying his mother once told him: a house is the soil where a family roots. Without a home of their own, a family is like a rootless reed, tossed about by the wind, unable to find peace.

That's why his mother had always been frugal, saving money to buy this small house, hoping to provide a stable home for him and a place for him to grow up.

Sigh, maternal love knows no bounds. His mother was like this, and so was Teacher Zhao, the mother of Miaomiao.

"Miss Ouyang, the money you gave me today, I've already used it to pay for recent medical expenses." Teacher Zhao turned to Ouyang Feifei, looking ashamed and apologetic, "How about this, I'll write you an IOU. Give me some time, and I'll pay you back as soon as I can."

"No, no need." Ouyang Feifei, who had grown up in a wealthy family and lived a life of luxury, had never lacked money. A few thousand dollars was not even enough to buy a favorite handbag. She had never been too concerned about money. Seeing how Teacher Zhao was struggling to treat her daughter, her sympathy was aroused, and she said, "Keep the money for emergencies." Not only that, she picked up her handbag from the coffee table, took out a few thousand dollars in cash, and handed it to Teacher Zhao, saying, "Teacher Zhao, take this money to buy some food for Miaomiao. I'll visit her at the hospital this weekend."

"How can I accept this?" Teacher Zhao was startled and stood up, trying to refuse, "Miss Ouyang, we are strangers. I'm already very grateful for your help. How can I accept your money without paying you back?"

"Teacher Zhao, everyone has ups and downs in life. Being kind to others is also a way of accumulating good karma. Who knows, maybe I'll need your help in the future?" Ouyang Feifei smiled lightly.

"Yes, Teacher Zhao, accept this kindness. Miss Ouyang comes from a wealthy family and doesn't lack a few thousand dollars. Look at her handbag; it could buy a minivan." Seeing that Ouyang Feifei wanted to do a good deed, Wang Yong naturally wouldn't stop her. After all, he and his mother had received a lot of help from Teacher Zhao when they first arrived, so their relationship was much closer than with the newly acquainted Ouyang Feifei.

"Hmm?" Hearing Wang Yong's words, Ouyang Feifei suddenly realized that she didn't have much money left. The rent, which was paid three months in advance and one month as a deposit, was her symbolic salary for the past two months. The three thousand dollars in her handbag were the deposit and advance payment refunded by the hotel.

If she gave it all away, how would she live in the future? She was used to not lacking money, but in her moment of sympathy, she had forgotten that she was now almost penniless.

Thinking of this harsh reality, Ouyang Feifei felt a bit dizzy. Her face turned slightly pale, and she silently prayed, "Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao, it's not that I'm stingy, but my father took all the money. Please keep refusing, so I can take it back."

However, Teacher Zhao, who had been short of money recently, felt much less guilty after hearing Wang Yong's words. She realized that Ouyang Feifei was a kind and wealthy young lady. Instead of feeling guilty, she felt even more grateful, tears welling up in her eyes as she took the money and tightly held Ouyang Feifei's soft and perfect hands, "Miss Ouyang, you are not only more beautiful than those big stars, but also a great person. I, Zhao Rong, will remember this kindness. If you need anything in the future, like tutoring for your relatives' children, my husband and I will be happy to help."

Teacher Zhao's emotion was genuine. Before the incident, she wouldn't have cared much about a few thousand dollars. But Ouyang Feifei's help was like a ray of light in the darkness. In this world, people were used to adding flowers to brocade, not helping in times of need.

Ouyang Feifei's eyes widened, and she almost cried. But what was said was said, and she could only watch as Teacher Zhao took the money and thanked her profusely. Thinking of her last bit of money being spent, she felt a mix of emotions, bitter and sweet, rolling in her heart.

"Teacher Zhao, why didn't you refuse more? We Chinese, especially intellectuals, like to be modest, right? Oh, my money, all because of this Wang, who had to show off his wealth, saying my handbag could buy a minivan. What a tasteless comparison, those minivans can't be compared to my beloved handbag."

Unable to blame Teacher Zhao, she turned all her resentment on Wang Yong, giving him a fierce glare. Thinking of how she had become almost penniless after all this, she even wanted to hit someone.

Wang Yong was also puzzled by her glare, wondering what he had done to upset this wealthy young lady, "What did I do to upset 'Her Majesty'?" It seemed that she was about to do a good deed, and he had just praised her a bit.

Women, oh women, so fickle.

Thinking that Teacher Zhao probably had a lot on her mind, Wang Yong said to her, "Teacher Zhao, you've been working too hard lately. Why don't you go home and rest? I'll visit Miaomiao at the hospital in a couple of days."

"Alright, Xiao Wang. This Miss Ouyang is a good person, don't bully her." Teacher Zhao winked at Wang Yong, unseen by Ouyang Feifei, and then thanked her profusely before leaving.

After she left, Wang Yong lit a cigarette and sighed, "Life is full of ups and downs. Before, Teacher Zhao's family, though not wealthy, lived a stable and happy life. But one storm can change everything."

Ouyang Feifei also felt a deep sense of emotion and sighed, "Indeed, life is like a ship sailing on the sea. It may be calm today, but who knows when a storm will come, catching us off guard." She thought of how she was a millionaire in the morning, but now, after just one day, she was almost penniless. She couldn't help but feel a bit melancholic.

Wang Yong glanced at her with a hint of annoyance, "Why am I talking to you, a carefree capitalist lady, about this? What do you know? Stop pretending to be profound and melancholic."

Ouyang Feifei, who prided herself on her psychological expertise and self-control, didn't know why, but Wang's every expression and word often made her anger rise, and she said with a fierce look, "Wang, please speak more politely. What does my reflection on life have to do with you?"

"It's none of my business." Wang Yong lazily lay on the sofa and waved his hand, "Alright, the matter is settled. Can you leave now?"

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