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Chapter 29.2
The two thugs often targeted him for being an easy victim, beating him up multiple times.
This time, he couldn’t hold back anymore, which led to his urge to kill.
After hearing Han Ping’an’s story, Yi Feng fell silent.
It was evident to Yi Feng that, although Han Ping’an spoke calmly, his words were filled with suffering.
“Who named you? Your name has a good meaning, wishing for peace every year,” Yi Feng said after a long silence, trying to offer some comfort.
“My mom,” Han Ping’an replied with a self-mocking smile, finding it ironic.
“What are your plans for the future?” Yi Feng asked.
“I don’t have any,” he said, his face showing some confusion.
Then he added, “Just to live one day at a time, I guess.”
Yi Feng looked at him and smiled slightly, “How about you work for me? I’ll pay you a salary.”
“Me?” Han Ping’an was taken aback, incredulously looking at Yi Feng.
“Really?” His eyes showed uncontrollable excitement.
Finding a job to support himself and his sister would be a great fortune!
Yi Feng nodded solemnly, “Really, and I’ll provide accommodation.”
“I just acquired a shop today. It’s not furnished yet, but you and your sister can live there.”
“There’s a kitchen in the shop, so you can cook for yourselves.”
Upon hearing this, Han Ping’an’s body trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.
He opened his mouth, unsure of what to say, then stood up and knelt before Yi Feng, bowing deeply.
“What are you doing? Get up!” Yi Feng quickly helped him to his feet.
Tears glistened in Han Ping’an’s eyes as he choked out, “Thank you.”
He didn’t know how to express his gratitude, except with a simple thank you.
To him, Yi Feng’s offer of work was like a beam of light shining into his dark world.
Having a job meant earning money, which meant being able to buy food and survive.
Survival meant hope!
Thus, Yi Feng gave him hope to start anew.
“I told you, you’re young, you have a future.”
“I believe your future will be bright,” Yi Feng said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Han Ping’an’s previously lifeless eyes brightened with hope.
“Thank you.”
Someday, he might realize how meeting Yi Feng changed his life.
“Brother! Don’t bully my brother!”
Han Nannan ran over and hugged Han Ping’an, glaring warily at Yi Feng.
Seeing her brother kneeling before Yi Feng, she thought Yi Feng was bullying him and came to protect him.
But she was also afraid of Yi Feng, her lips pursing as she fought back tears. Yi Feng couldn’t help but laugh; the siblings’ bond was deep.
Han Ping’an stood up, ruffled her hair, and said, “Nannan, brother wasn’t bullied. From now on, he’s my boss, call him brother Feng.”
Han Nannan relaxed when she saw her brother’s calm demeanor and Yi Feng’s friendly face, and obediently called out, “brother Feng, boss.”
“Nannan is good. I’ll give you some candy later,” Yi Feng said, reaching to pat her head but then pulling back.
Han Nannan was still wary and sensitive, not easily approached.
Wang Tie returned with a big bag of food, candy, and fruits, “Here, take this. Brother Feng asked me to buy it.”
Han Nannan eyed the bag of treats, almost drooling, her fingers in her mouth, looking adorably greedy.
Yi Feng took out a bag of soft candies and handed it to Han Nannan, “Here, for you.”
Han Nannan reached out but looked at Han Ping’an for approval.
Han Ping’an hesitated, not taking the bag immediately, feeling undeserving without having worked yet.
Yi Feng, seeing his reluctance, smiled, “Consider it a welcome gift. Take it.”
After a grateful thank you from Han Ping’an, he finally accepted the bag.
Han Nannan happily took the candies from Yi Feng, “Thank you, brother Feng ~”
Yi Feng took out a 50 yuan note from his wallet and offered it to Han Ping’an.
“Your salary will be 300 yuan a month. This is an advance payment. Meet me at Alley 8, number 100, Tianhe Road, tomorrow at 9 am.”
“I can’t take this,” Han Ping’an refused, adamant.
“Just take it,” Yi Feng insisted.
But Han Ping’an remained firm, “I can’t.”
He hadn’t worked yet and couldn’t accept money beforehand, sticking to his principles.
Seeing his determination, Yi Feng laughed, “Alright, then remember to come to the shop tomorrow.”
Han Ping’an smiled, “Okay.”
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