Ma Xiangming knew that he had offended someone he shouldn’t have. His father was the Vice-CEO of the Nonferrous Metals Group, so he had been spoiled since he was a child.

He was even involved in gangs and fought for turfs. But the underworld was more crueler than he’d imagined.

There was once where Ma Xiangming was jealous of a green-haired man in a bar. In the end, the other party called two cars of men over. Not only did he have to cut off one of his fingers, but he was even made to pay ¥500,000. Since then, he knew that he wasn’t suitable for the underworld and went back to the Nonferrous Metals Group’s social circle.

Who would’ve thought that a poor bloke who sells supper in the street would have such influence?

Ma Xiangming’s mood was completely ruined. When dawn came, he immediately rushed to the Provincial People’s Hospital with his crutch and found Wu Jun’s ward.

Wu Jun was lying on the bed with his mother feeding him porridge. After Su Tao’s treatment,...