School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

"Right, right!" Xiao Mingguo nodded.

After seeing off Xiao Mingguo and his family,

Xiao Mingguo's wife stared blankly at the watermelon and nuts on the table. When Xiao Minghua's family came in, she was going to hide them. Who knew, they didn't eat a slice of watermelon or a single nut from start to finish. After people left, she actually felt all this was an irony.

"Alas..." Xiao Mingguo sat on the sofa and heaved a deep sigh, said, "They have all made something of themselves. Our Xiao family's kids have made something of themselves."

"That's all because Xiao Han looked after him," his wife snorted coldly.

"Look after?" Xiao Mingguo sneered, said, "If you were in my shoes, would you put someone incapable in such an important position as a manager?"

"I..." his wife was stunned.

"Enough, this isn't about looking after," Xiao Mingguo smiled and said, "Last year, when I took Dahai with me to work on a construction site in Shenzhen, I already noticed the kid was pretty smart, not as foolish as he appeared."

"Yes, yes, yes!" his wife nodded and said, "Everyone else's kids are smart, but our Zhicheng is not!"

"Him?" Xiao Mingguo turned to look at Xiao Zhicheng, said, "He is indeed smart, but it's all just small cleverness."

"Alas..." Xiao Mingguo's wife sighed deeply. She fell silent for a moment, then said, "Old Xiao, do you think we could talk to Xiao Han, give him some gifts, and see if we can get our son a small leadership position at Hanmen Technology? We don't need a salary of over ten thousand, just over five thousand would do."

"Xiao Han is no fool!" Xiao Mingguo scoffed, said, "Would he want to support a freeloader?"

"You're the freeloader!" Xiao Zhicheng was immediately discontented, snorted coldly, and said, "How am I freeloading, when I have to watch over that supermarket every day? When have I ever been idle?"

"Your mother or your wife can manage the supermarket alone. What do you do all day, idling away?" Xiao Mingguo said sternly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhicheng was immediately at a loss for words and could only sit in silence on the sofa.

"Enough, why are you always snapping at the kid?" Xiao Mingguo's wife looked at him very dissatisfied.

"I'm just frustrated that they're not living up to expectations!" Xiao Mingguo said helplessly.

"How about this..." Xiao Mingguo's wife smiled and said, "Let's visit the second brother's place tomorrow, no matter what, we have to think about our child's future."

"They definitely won't agree!" Xiao Mingguo heaved a sigh.

"How do you know?" his wife glared at him and said, "Perhaps our old faces might still be worth something."

"Fine, we'll go there tomorrow," Xiao Mingguo nodded.

......

The next morning,

Xiao Han got up early and drove to do some good shopping, purchasing some fruits and nutritional supplements. Spending over two thousand didn't pain him at all. Now, money was merely a symbol to Xiao Han. With tens of millions in the bank's liquid assets, this was a huge sum for any company. Of course, for a listed company, tens of millions are just a drop in the bucket.

People's Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

Grandma Liu's health was deteriorating day by day, and she had already been bedridden for a year. Now, her condition had suddenly worsened, and she was in a terminal state. The doctors had issued a critical condition notice; her cardio-pulmonary function was failing—it was the end.

Her death was essentially pronounced.

"Old Liu!" Xiao Han entered carrying the gifts.

"Xiao Han..." Old Liu held his pipe, and although it was pursed in his mouth, he never smoked it since the hospital prohibited it, and he couldn't leave his wife's side—not knowing when she might suddenly pass away. Old Liu rarely showed a smile and said, "Xiao Han, what brings you here?"

"My mom said Grandma Liu's condition has worsened, so I came to check up on her!" Xiao Han placed a pile of gifts on the bedside table.

"You're thoughtful," Old Liu could not help but wipe away tears.

"How bad is it?" Xiao Han asked anxiously.

"My mom's not going to make it!" Liu Dajun, who had been standing outside, sighed, said, "The cardio-pulmonary function is failing, and it's the final stage. The doctor has already issued a critical condition notice. She's on oxygen all the time now, and once it's removed, she'll be gone."

"Ah?" Xiao Han was stunned. He didn't expect the situation to have deteriorated to this extent, which was hard for him to accept, "Then... what can we do?"

"What can we do?" Liu Dajun, in disheveled clothes, sat in a chair and said, "We can only suffer through this. I've already notified my second brother to come back as soon as possible, but I can't find my little sister. There's no way to contact her, and I don't know where that girl has gone off to."

Xiao Han hung his head; if it wasn't for him, Liu Xiaolei wouldn't have left.

"Then I'll go to Shenzhen and find her!" Xiao Han said.

"You don't even know where she is!" Liu Dajun sighed, said, "Shenzhen is so big, where will you start looking?"

"There must be a way!" Xiao Han said earnestly.

Liu Dajun thought for a moment, then took out a few photos, said, "My little sister sent a few photos home before, they were taken in Shenzhen. Take a look, maybe they can be of help to you!"

Xiao Han was holding a photo, the first one was taken at the entrance of Window of the World in Shenzhen, which obviously wasn't of much use. The next two had a supermarket in the background; though uncertain if they would serve any purpose, it was still better to bring them along.

"How long can Grandma Liu hold on?" Xiao Han asked.

"I don't know!" Liu Dajun shook his head and said, "Maybe she'll stay like this, maybe it'll be just a few days. I'm here to see my mom on her last journey."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Han felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

Even though he knew that death was a part of life, the thought of watching someone close to him leave was still distressing to him. Xiao Han forced a smile and then said, "Anyway, I will definitely bring Xiao Lei back."

"Okay, please do," Liu Dajun nodded.

In reality, he didn't hold much hope for Xiao Han. But he still had to express his gratitude.

Liu Dajun sighed deeply and continued to hang his head.

Xiao Han glanced at Grandma Liu through the glass and then turned to leave.

......

At the entrance of Fuxing Community.

Xiao Han's BMW was parked at the entrance, and now, he didn't need to be excessively low-key anymore. The people in Fuxing Community all knew that Xiao Han was doing well now, he had started a company, and was driving a BMW. As people came and went, they each greeted Xiao Han.

At that time, Li Dapang came racing on his motorcycle.

"Xiao Han, what do you need me for?" Li Dapang hastily asked, even before his bike had come to a complete stop.

"Just leave your bike here, we're setting off!" Xiao Han said.

"Where to?" Li Dapang didn't hesitate and directly jumped into the BMW.

"To Shenzhen," Xiao Han said with a smile.

"Fuck, why are we going that far?" Li Dapang asked in surprise.

"To find Liu Xiaolei!" Xiao Han replied, "Grandma Liu's not doing well and that girl is nowhere to be found."

"Yeah, why did Liu Xiaolei leave?" Li Dapang urgently asked, "I've never figured it out. Is it related to you, kid?"

"Don't ask!" Xiao Han immediately drove straight for the highway.

Once on the highway, the car headed straight for Guangzhou.

The distance from Linjiang City to Shenzhen is about five hundred kilometers. Driving the car, at the very least, it would take five to six hours. It was ten o'clock in the morning, estimating they'd arrive around four or five in the afternoon. He brought Li Dapang along because it was good to have someone for support. Besides, with long hours of driving, they would need someone to take turns.

The car's speed was maintained at 120 kilometers per hour.

By three thirty in the afternoon, they had reached Shenzhen, taking the exit from the Futian highway.

After arriving in Shenzhen, Xiao Han experienced what's called traffic congestion, not moving an inch for thirty minutes.

"Motherfucker, what kind of hellish place is this?" Li Dapang grew increasingly restless and couldn't help cursing, "If I had to put up with this shit every day, I'd be long gone. Not even a ghost would want to stay in such a place. It's disgusting."

Traffic jams can easily lead to road rage, and Li Dapang already felt it just after exiting the highway.

Looking at the endless line of taillights ahead, Xiao Han felt for the first time that big cities like Shenzhen really weren't fit for human living. Such a place, where housing prices were at seventy or eighty thousand per square meter, even reaching a hundred thousand per square meter, was truly outrageous. How could the average wage earners afford it? They simply couldn't buy a house here; hence, most of the workers here rented places to live.

Working in Shenzhen means spending two to three hours just taking the bus every day, and those hours are completely wasted. Even though the salary is slightly higher than that in second- and third-tier cities, the cost of living and the rent are also higher. Nevertheless, people still cling to a dream.

It should have been a four to five-hour drive on the highway, but once they arrived in this damned place, they were stuck in traffic for two hours.

They arrived at a hotel in Futian District at a snail's pace.

"Motherfucker, it's already evening," Li Dapang said helplessly.

"Yeah," Xiao Han nodded and said, "We'll eat first. After dinner, we'll go find the supermarket."

"Are you sure that supermarket is in Futian District?" Li Dapang asked.

"I've checked. This chain of supermarkets exists only in Futian District and Longhua District," Xiao Han said with a smile, "I looked up pictures online; the background is the same as the one in Futian District, which is why I chose to exit the highway in Futian District."

"So, you were prepared," Li Dapang laughed.

"I never fight unprepared battles," Xiao Han said, turning to enter the hotel.

After checking in at the hotel, the two had a casual meal in the restaurant and then headed towards the supermarket.

If Liu Xiaolei appeared in that supermarket more than once, it meant her place of residence must be centered around there. Or, perhaps, somewhere nearby.