At night, the outside was pitch black, the stars in the sky were radiating their light, yet the dim incandescent lamp inside the house made one's mood somewhat oppressive.
Qin Han took the medicine he had bought in the afternoon and swiftly concocted a bottle of ointment for treating bruises and injuries. He then prepared three black pills — Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills — from the remaining herbs.
The ointment was for treating Song Yuwei's face, and the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills were for his own use to assault his acupoints.
The sound of keys unlocking the door echoed from outside. As the door opened, Song Yuwei, lost in thought, looked into the tidy house while holding Didi, who was already asleep, wrapped in an overcoat.
"Did you do this?" Song Yuwei asked Qin Han, her voice filled with a hint of joy.
"Yeah, I wasn't busy this afternoon, so I cleaned up a bit," Qin Han's gaze fell on the other hand of Song Yuwei.
It held a bag with vegetables and soy sauce.
Seeing her still shopping with the child so late stirred deeper feelings of sympathy in Qin Han for Song Yuwei.
The white rice at noon wasn't nourishing and Qin Han was now dizzy with hunger. If it weren't for waiting to eat together with Song Yuwei and others, he would have already feasted on his own.
Following Qin Han's gaze, Song Yuwei looked at the bag in her hand and said, "You didn't get enough to eat at noon, did you? I bought some vegetables; could you help me carry them? I'll start cooking right away."
Qin Han took the bag, saying, "You watch the child, I'll cook. Oh, right. I bought an ointment today; if you apply it on your face, it will heal faster."
After finishing his words, he dove into the kitchen. Song Yuwei placed the sleeping Didi on the bed, looked around the clean, tidy home, then at the busy figure in the kitchen, and then at the ointment in her hand, feeling like she was in a dream.
Is this real? Did he really buy medicine for me?
Am I dreaming? Or am I too tired recently and seeing hallucinations?
Song Yuwei didn't long for wealth or expect the Song family to change their attitude towards her anymore. Watching the man busy in the kitchen, she only desired for these days to last longer, even if just for a few more hours, she would be completely satisfied.
Regarding the Song family, Song Yuwei had her own thoughts; nurturing holds greater value than birthing. No matter the reason, she felt obligated to repay this kindness!
After washing up, Song Yuwei applied the ointment given by Qin Han to her injured face, immediately feeling a cool sensation, and her skin felt painless. She unconsciously looked up towards Qin Han in the kitchen.
Qin Han proficiently began stir-frying the vegetables; the red slices of meat gradually turned gray under the heat, filling the room with a delicious aroma.
Qin Han placed the meal on the table and looked at Song Yuwei, saying, "Let's eat. Don't wake Didi up; just leave some for her."
Song Yuwei nodded her head, sat opposite him, her eyes slightly red as tears began uncontrollably dripping down.
"What's the matter?" Qin Han stuffed a bun in his mouth and asked while chewing, "Why are you crying?"
"I didn't buy these vegetables, where did the meat come from? What have you been up to? Where did you get the money? Did you gamble again?" Song Yuwei felt somewhat desperate. Indeed, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"Oh, that? I went to the construction site this afternoon and found some work, and got an advance payment for a week! Look, you two haven't had meat in a long while, so I made your favorite, cumin lamb!"
Qin Han didn't mention that the money was won from gambling the day before yesterday, because that wasn't him anymore, so he treated it as if he had found it.
If it could make Song Yuwei happy and afford her a good meal, why not do it?
As for the future... he, as the Sect Leader of the Holy Medicine Sect, would he lack money?
"Really? Did you go look for a job?" Song Yuwei's voice carried a tinge of joy. Could it be that this man had really changed?
"I was a jerk before, but from now on, we'll live our days well. Come on, eat some meat! This is your favorite cumin lamb!" Qin Han said with a smile.
"Mm." Song Yuwei tasted the lamb and felt a rush of happiness.
After a few bites, thinking about her past life, Song Yuwei's eyes reddened and tears uncontrollably fell once again.
"Why are you crying again? Isn't it delicious? That shouldn't be, my cooking skills are still decent!" While saying this, Qin Han put a slice of lamb into his mouth.
It tastes pretty good!
"No, I am just happy." Song Yuwei, wiping her tears, choked up and said, "You work hard, good days will come, you also know about the Song family, please don't hang out with your bad friends anymore, okay? I beg you."
"Sure, I won't hang out with them anymore." Qin Han nodded.
As for the Song family, slow and steady!
Qin Han glanced at Dou Dou sleeping soundly, silently swearing to ensure a beautiful future for mother and daughter.
The two of them soon finished their meal. Qin Han still took over the dishes to clean up, letting Song Yuwei rest.
He switched off the light, and the room plunged into darkness. The moonlight seeped through the thin curtains, casting a hazy glow inside the room. Qin Han lay on the bed, resting his arm under his head, reflecting on the day's events.
It wasn't until now that he finally determined, he wasn't going to go back.
He would stay here, he owed a debt of gratitude for being saved in his past life!
He also needed to seek revenge! Revenge on the Eternal Life Hall!
And on the person who had stabbed him in the back!
Whatever caused his rebirth no longer mattered, what was important was that in this life he wanted to be Song Yuwei's guardian, and a super dad for Dou Dou!
"How was work today? Your body hasn't fully recovered, can you handle it?" From the opposite bed, Song Yuwei gently patted Dou Dou and asked quietly.
"It's OK, not too tiring." Qin Han was pulled back from his thoughts by Song Yuwei.
She was truly a kind woman; despite how Qin Han had treated her, she still worried about whether his body could handle it.
"How's it going at the Song Corporation?"
"How could it be? You know about what happened before, I am used to it! Sigh! Don't think that the Song family will help us, I am not at all important to them."
"Also, tomorrow is the family reunion, don't forget! And don't bring up work at the gathering!"
Song Yuwei thought Qin Han wanted to ask her to find him a job at the Song Corporation again, and immediately wanted him to give up on that idea. She had tried before but only ended up disappointed.
Qin Han forced a smile, realizing that the previous harm inflicted on Song Yuwei had been so deep that she subconsciously thought he was after her money whenever he spoke.
"I had no intention of going to the Song family, and moreover! In the future, I will become someone the Song family looks up to! I have to work tomorrow, so let's get some rest soon!"
Qin Han didn't want to continue this topic anymore, so he had to change the subject.
"How is your face now? How does the ointment feel?"
"The swelling has gone down, and it doesn't hurt anymore, thank you!"
Song Yuwei thought Qin Han was boasting again, sighed, and also fell into a deep sleep, exhausted from the day's work.
Qin Han didn't sleep, but constantly circulated his inner strength throughout his body, impacting the various acupoints within.
He needed to quickly restore this body's capabilities to previous levels, otherwise even if he wanted to do something, he wouldn't have the strength!
Martial arts is not like medical skills; even if experience can be copied, it still requires time to accumulate, after all, although this body's brain was fine, years of indulgence had hollowed out this shell.
Since getting married, Song Yuwei slept especially peacefully tonight, dreaming of Qin Han turning over a new leaf, working every day, with sweet days ahead, discussing having another child...
Qin Han barely slept all night, cooperating with the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill to constantly circulate his inner strength throughout his body, his strength soaring as one acupoint after another was unlocked.
The glaring sunlight awoke Qin Han from his sleep. Song Yuwei had already made breakfast, and she was also going to take Mingming to the company, clearly not trusting Qin Han with Mingming.
Seeing Qin Han getting out of bed, Song Yuwei was slightly astonished, feeling that Qin Han's entire demeanor seemed somewhat different.
Just as the three were about to eat, there came a sudden knock on the door.
"Qin Han, open the door, open the door!" A loud, boisterous voice called from outside.
Song Yuwei opened the door to see a twenty-something young man, his clothes flashy, one of Qin Han's 'social friends'—Liang Xuefeng.
"What are you here for?" Song Yuwei's face turned cold instantly upon seeing him.
"Yo, sister-in-law is home. It's nothing much, just that brother Han owes me money, isn't it time to pay up?" Liang Xuefeng's eyes greedily scanned Song Yuwei's attractive figure.
"No money, we're broke," Song Yuwei said angrily, seeing him come to collect a debt.
"No money? No money but there's still the house, right? Sister-in-law, don't play with me, don't you think about what I do? If you have no money, use the house to pay the debt. Move aside." Liang Xuefeng said harshly, pushing his way into the house.
"How... how can you do this, those gambling debts were all traps set by you guys." Song Yuwei almost fell as she was pushed, saying hastily.
"Oh, is this not the home? Brother Han, time to pay, huh?" Ling Xuefeng said cheerfully, seeing Qin Han at home.
Mingming, frightened by the debt collectors, ran to Song Yuwei's side, holding her hand timidly, "Mommy, I'm scared."
"Give me a few days, okay? Right now we really don't have the money," Qin Han sat there unmoved, his voice cool.
"Fucking bring the house deed then!" Liang Xuefeng finished speaking and knocked the dishes and utensils off the table with a swipe of his hand.
Seeing this, Song Yuwei quickly tried to pull Liang Xuefeng back, shouting, "Don't smash things, don't smash things!"
"Damn woman, get out of my way!" Liang Xuefeng shook off Song Yuwei's arm that was grabbing him, and backhanded her with a slap.
Song Yuwei was struck so hard she saw stars and fell to the ground.
Mingming, terrified, clutched Song Yuwei and burst into loud crying.
"Daddy, I'm scared!"
"Daddy!"
Mingming's cries were heart-wrenching!
Seeing Song Yuwei fall and hearing Mingming's shrieking sobs, Qin Han took a deep breath and stood up.
"Bang!" Just like a kite with a broken string, Liang Xuefeng flew straight out of the door.
Song Yuwei watched the scene in shock, almost forgetting the pain on her face; whenever debt collectors came home before, Qin Han had always been silent, but this time...
Liang Xuefeng was even more startled, clutching his stomach and staring blankly at Qin Han, forgetting the pain. Qin Han dared to hit him? This useless man dared to strike?
"The debts are gone! I don't want to know about the tricks in the gambling games, but if you come again, I'll break your legs!" Qin Han coldly looked at Liang Xuefeng.
"You fucking dare to hit me?" Liang Xuefeng struggled to stand, and made to move forward.
However, Qin Han was faster; in a blink, he was in front of him, and set upon him with a fierce barrage of slaps, filling the hallway with Liang Xuefeng's screams of agony.
"Stop, stop, I don't want it," Liang Xuefeng was genuinely frightened, quickly begging for mercy.
"That's for hitting my wife, scaring my daughter!" Qin Han kicked him a few more times, still fuming.
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Brother Han, I have money here, for money. This is to buy supplements for your wife, to buy supplements!" Liang Xuefeng frantically pulled out a few hundred dollars from his pocket, trembling as he handed it to Qin Han.
"Scram!" Qin Han took the money and shouted angrily at Liang Xuefeng.
Liang Xuefeng scrambled and stumbled down the stairs, and upon gaining some distance from Qin Han, he stood and yelled, "Trash, you wait, this isn't over."
But seeing Qin Han about to come down the stairs, he ran away in terror.
Qin Han helped Song Yuwei up and picked up Mingming, wiping the tears from the corner of her eye. Before Song Yuwei could speak, he preempted, "Don't worry, this is the last time!"
Back inside the house, Song Yuwei silently cleaned the mess. Was this really the last time?
Qin Han looked around the worn surroundings, thinking to himself.
Since he had promised Song Yuwei not to associate with them anymore, he had to keep his word. Taking a deep breath, he thought firmly, "If I don't provide a good life for this mother and child, my last name isn't Qin!"