She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Ono and Zhao Feihan reached out to me at the same time.

One of them stopped the wine glass that was about to reach my lips, and the other held my wrist, both of them frowned.

Ono's face was full of worry and uneasiness, while Zhao Feihan looked a little dissatisfied.

Ono is right. I just started my menstrual period and I have some menstrual cramps. It is not suitable for me to drink during this period.

But I wanted to drink, because I found my savior, I was happy and wanted to toast to express my gratitude.

But when I saw Zhao Feihan frowning, the thought died down.

He had been talking and laughing, but now his face became serious, with an inexplicable sense of oppression: "I saved you at that time because I wanted you to be safe. You also said that you had just been discharged from the hospital. You are still so thin, you should have rested well. Why are you still trying to be strong and drinking?"

"Xuxu, listen to what a good person is. This is a good person! Put down your glass quickly. There is more than one way to express gratitude." Wu Ling smiled and quickly explained to Zhao Feihan, "Don't be angry. Xuxu is too excited and happy. Don't you know that after you saved her, she looked for you everywhere to thank you. It took a lot of effort to find you. Isn't she so excited that she is stupid?"

I immediately put down my glass and looked at Zhao Feihan embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I'm too excited. I won't drink anymore."

My stomach hurts a bit, so it's really not suitable for me to continue drinking. Zhao Feihan's intervention was timely.

"I also ask everyone to stop calling me a benefactor. I just saw something bad happening and extended a helping hand. Anyone with a sense of justice would do the same. When I did this, I didn't even think about being grateful or repaying you. It was a coincidence that I met you today. I just thought of meeting a few good friends. If you continue like this, I will leave immediately." Zhao Feihan's face became more serious and he said seriously.

I panicked: "Okay, I won't drink anymore and I won't do anything that makes Mr. Zhao uncomfortable."

My liking for Mr. Zhao has increased again.

I didn't expect that saving me was just a matter of convenience for him. No matter who he met that day, he would help. Moreover, he never asked for anything in return. No wonder he saved me that day, sent me to the hospital and left without even leaving any contact information.

He is truly a modern-day Lei Feng.

"Mr. Zhao, after you saved my girlfriend, didn't you receive my call informing me to come to the hospital? Why did you leave so much money?" At this time, Ono asked a question.

This is also what I am curious about. Why did Mr. Zhao leave me so much money and refuse to let me look for him?

Does he have to give money to save people?

Isn't this 100,000 yuan not a lot of money to him? Doesn't he need to pay it back?

"Is one hundred thousand a lot?" Zhao Feihan frowned slightly, looking a little surprised. "But the poor little girl was covered in plaster and couldn't move. She fainted. If we don't pay in advance, how can the hospital treat her with all its heart? I don't think this amount of money is much. Her condition at the time should require this much."

I was surprised.

But then he said, "Besides, don't we ancients have a saying, 'Send a Buddha to the west, save a person to the end'? Am I just sending her to the hospital without paying her and then leaving her alone? If so, it's not saving a life, it's killing a person."

I can't describe how I feel at this moment. Mr. Zhao really surprised me.

I thought that the other person was a chivalrous man who risked being hurt by the criminals to save me. He was already a very good person. After all, there are many people in society now who do not help or dare not help people in need.

But I didn't expect that he was so kind. In his eyes, helping others was inevitable, and sending me to the hospital and leaving money was also a basic operation.

People with such positive values ​​are rare in the world, and I am happy to meet such people.

"Mr. Zhao is truly a chivalrous man. I admire him from the bottom of my heart." Wu Ling sighed in a low voice, his face becoming serious and solemn. He picked up the water glass in front of him and said, "Mr. Zhao doesn't like wine culture, so let's not drink today. I will use water instead of wine to toast Mr. Zhao for saving Xuxu and for his character. Wu Ling is very happy to know a friend like Mr. Zhao."

"That's fine." Zhao Feihan picked up the wine glass and nodded, "Tea is fine, but wine is not. Poor little thing, you should drink more water and less alcohol in the future, understand?"

His expression relaxed a little, no longer as serious and solemn as before, and a little smile returned to his face. The bandit spirit in his expression was much lessened, and he became more gentle.

I went from being panicked to being calm, and nodded seriously and agreed: "Okay, I know, thank you Mr. Zhao."

"Poor little thing, why do you still call me Mr. Zhao? You are so distant with me, don't you want to be friends with me?" Zhao Feihan raised his eyebrows and asked me again with some dissatisfaction.

I was stunned for a moment and began to feel at a loss again.

Zhao Feihan is my lifesaver. I have always wanted to find him. Today I finally met him and I was very excited. I am full of gratitude and respect for him, but all I know about him now is that he is an overseas Chinese who just arrived in Beijing and Hong Kong and his name is Zhao Feihan.

I don't know his status or his current situation. I see that he is not very old, about the same age as me, so it is not appropriate to call him uncle or aunt, so I respectfully call him Mr. Zhao.

But he said that I was a stranger to him, so how should I call him?

Xiao Ye at the side held my hand and whispered, "My sister is still nervous, Mr. Zhao, please don't tease her. She respects you and is grateful to you. How could she be deliberately alienating you?"

"Haha, I just teased her on purpose because I saw how nervous she was." Zhao Feihan laughed again, his tone even a little more friendly, "Poor little girl, I should be older than you, just call me Brother Zhao, don't call me Mr. Mr., it makes us feel more distant."

It turned out that he was teasing me on purpose. I breathed a sigh of relief and then I realized what was going on.

No wonder Zhao Feihan said that I was unfamiliar with him. Calling him Mr. Zhao was indeed a bit polite. Calling him Brother Zhao was obviously more intimate.

I followed suit: "Yes, Brother Zhao."

He can be serious or joking, dignified yet kind and meticulous, and he really feels like a big brother.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became noticeably more harmonious, and everyone started chatting again. Wu Ling and Zhao Feihan got along very well.

But Xiao Ye, who is usually talkative, became silent at this moment. He just held my hand, put the hot pack all over the inside of my coat, and then sat quietly next to me, his eyes sometimes on my face and sometimes on Zhao Feihan opposite, as if he was thinking about something.