Fugui jumped out: [The world’s most beautiful and kind master, save her, hurry and save her!]

It hadn’t tasted golden cotton candy for a long time. Now that Lu Zhe wasn’t here, its master should be giving the golden cotton candy to it, right?

If this were before, Su Ci would definitely have refused to meddle. But after knowing that golden cotton candy was useful to Lu Zhe, she didn’t act willful anymore.

Su Ci asked Fugui, “How does she die?”

Fugui: [She walks onto the street and gets hit by a car.]

Su Ci looked at the figure walking ahead. She was a little surprised. “An accident?”

Fugui: [No, she wants to die.]

Su Ci: “Oh, so she’s seeking death on her own.”

What Su Ci feared most were deaths caused by illness or by one’s own choice. The former was something she was powerless against; the latter — if the person was determined to die — also left her helpless.

Fugui: [Darling master, save her!]

Su Ci: “Got it. You can shut up now.” Even if she wanted to save someone, she still had to see the situation.

Last time she was able to save Shen Xue because Shen Xue’s brain had just been momentarily glued shut and she couldn’t think straight. But the one in front of her now wasn’t necessarily the same.

Su Ci followed after her.

“Cici…” He Ermeng instantly turned into Su Ci’s tail. Wherever Su Ci walked, he followed.

The driver was already waiting at the school gate.

Su Ci got in the car and ignored He Ermeng’s eager expression. She closed the door directly.

“Uncle Fang, follow the girl in front with the dark green backpack,” Su Ci said.

“Miss, should it be without her noticing?”

Leaning against the seat, Su Ci watched the girl walk with her head down. “Mm. Just follow slowly from behind.”

And so, the black luxury car crawled forward like a turtle, following the girl with the green backpack, while the girl remained completely unaware.

Su Ci checked the time — five minutes left, and up ahead was the main road.

“Miss, there’s a car behind us that keeps following,” the driver informed her.

“Don’t worry about it. Uncle Fang, stop the car. I’m getting out.” Su Ci didn’t need to think to know it was He Ermeng’s car. She ignored it and got out, continuing to follow behind the girl.

Su Ci walked while keeping an eye on the time.

When only two minutes remained, the girl reached a traffic light and stopped.

Su Ci stood beside her, stopping as well.

The girl’s head was lowered — Su Ci didn’t know what her expression looked like.

This was a crossroads on a main road, and with rush hour and school dismissal, there were many vehicles on the road. The surroundings were loud and chaotic.

The traffic light turned from red to green, and Su Ci saw the girl beside her finally lift her head.

Su Ci paid close attention to her movements.

Just as the girl clearly saw the cars speeding past on the road yet still leaned forward as if to rush out, Su Ci grabbed her hand.

Wen Duoyu’s steps halted. She turned back in shock, seeing that her hand was being held — and the one holding her was…

It was Su Ci!

Su Ci held onto her, her tone faint. “The light is red right now. There are so many cars on the road. Are you sure you want to run out?”

“You should have learned traffic rules back in elementary school. Running a red light endangers others and yourself.” Holding her hand, Su Ci finally realized the girl’s hand was ice-cold and trembling slightly.

This girl was afraid?

Afraid of what? Afraid of dying?

Wen Duoyu shrank back. “Su… Su classmate, I… I wasn’t…”

Su Ci looked at her. “I saw you trying to rush into the street.” Her tone grew cold. “You say you weren’t running a red light, then what were you doing? There are so many cars. Running out there is basically seeking death.”

Wen Duoyu’s hand trembled, her eyes lowering as she avoided Su Ci’s sharp gaze.

“I’m right, aren’t I?” Su Ci released her hand. The life-value on her wrist still hadn’t changed — still a thin red line.

Su Ci’s gaze turned even colder as she looked at Wen Duoyu. “What are you afraid of? Did I guess correctly?”

Even her shoulders trembled.

At that moment, the pedestrian signal turned green.

Su Ci disliked people who didn’t cherish their lives. She spoke bluntly: “If you want to die, go find somewhere quiet. Don’t drag others down with you. If you suddenly rush out like that, the driver who hits you will be innocent, burdened for no reason. They’ll carry responsibility and emotional trauma.”

Wen Duoyu’s face instantly went pale. “I’m sorry.”

She just wanted to die — did she also have to think about the consequences after her death?

Su Ci sighed. “Why do you want to die?” She was trembling this much, where did she get the courage to rush into traffic?

Wen Duoyu bit her lip, staying silent.

“Are you still planning to die?” Su Ci looked at her. “I can pull you back once, but I can’t pull you back a second time. Life is precious, and you only get one. Such a simple truth, you should know that.”

Wen Duoyu’s bitten lips turned pale, and her eyes reddened instantly as she helplessly looked at Su Ci.

Su Ci was the school beauty — stunning, from a good family, with excellent grades. Her presence was always at the center of attention. Even her own deskmate constantly muttered sour remarks about her.

She knew — it was jealousy.

Someone as high and untouchable as Su Ci, how could she possibly understand the struggles and humility of someone like her, a small ant?

Su Ci was sharp. She saw through the girl’s thoughts at a glance. “You’re not even afraid of dying, so why be afraid of saying something difficult? You can tell me why you want to die. Maybe I can help you.”

The girl was different from Shen Xue. Shen Xue had acted on impulse; she hadn’t truly wanted to die. But this girl — even after being pulled back, she still hadn’t dispelled the thought. Clearly, she wasn’t acting on impulse.

Wen Duoyu stared blankly at Su Ci, her face full of disbelief.

Su Ci was too beautiful, and she didn’t like interacting too much with her classmates. She was like a celestial maiden in the distant sky, and now that celestial maiden was reaching out a hand to her.

Seeing her dazed expression, Su Ci simply pulled her away from the traffic light intersection and brought her into the car parked under the tree.

Once the door closed, the noise of the street was shut outside.

“Go ahead.” Su Ci took the tissues from the car and handed them to the girl.

Wen Duoyu accepted the tissue, whispering, “Thank you.”

She wiped her eyes awkwardly, head lowered. After a long moment, she finally spoke slowly: “My family’s finances are bad. My father died after an accident at the construction site he worked at. My mother… after my father passed away, she became mentally unstable and got into a car accident. Even after recovering, she was left with serious aftereffects and needs medication often.”

Wen Duoyu didn’t resent her poor background, but the misfortunes happening to her parents one after another nearly crushed her.

“I wanted to earn some money to treat my mother’s illness. Earlier, I joined a part-time work group I found through a small online ad and helped with shuadan [fake order task scam]. At the time, I just wanted to lessen the burden at home. I didn’t realize shuadan was a scam.”

Wen Duoyu bit her lip and continued: “I believed the scammer. I paid money and started doing tasks. At first, I really did make some money and tasted sweetness. But later, I found that to get back the money I had put in, I needed to put in even more. That money was all my mother’s medical expenses. I couldn’t lose it. But by then I was blind to everything and stupidly kept putting in money over and over.”

Su Ci frowned. She didn’t know much about these types of scams.

The driver in the front, hearing her words, couldn’t help speaking. “Little girl, you got tricked. There are lots of scams like this online. Most of them target students looking for part-time jobs. My neighbor’s little daughter was scammed a few hundred yuan that way before.”

He had also heard of university students being scammed for even more, some even needing loans.

Su Ci asked Wen Duoyu, “How much did you lose?”

Wen Duoyu’s face was pale. “Twelve thousand… two thousand of that was borrowed from my deskmate.” For her family, ten thousand yuan was a huge sum. She didn’t dare tell her mother about using the money. But she wouldn’t be able to hide it for long.

She had no face to tell her mother.

“That’s quite a lot to be scammed for.” The driver sighed.

Scammers were too skilled, luring students step by step into the trap. Students were simple, inexperienced, and easily deceived.

After hearing her explanation, Su Ci’s frown eased. As long as it was a money problem, she didn’t think it was difficult.

She asked Wen Duoyu, “Do you still have your chat records with the scammer and other evidence?”

Wen Duoyu nodded. “I do. I didn’t delete anything. Today they even pushed me to put in more money.” That was why she wanted to borrow another five thousand from her deskmate. She knew it was a scam, but she couldn’t pull herself out and was helpless.

In the end, she thought of dying.

“Uncle Fang, later take her to the police station to file a report. See if they can recover the money,” Su Ci instructed.

“Yes, Miss.” The driver was a little surprised, but also felt that after their young miss lost her memory, her personality had changed somewhat. If it were before, encountering something like this, she wouldn’t have cared, let alone intervened.

Wen Duoyu stared blankly at Su Ci. She never expected that the other girl would not only save her, but also help her.

Even if she didn’t know the exact extent of the Su family’s power, she had heard enough from classmates to know what kind of existence the Su family was. Someone like Su Ci being willing to help her — she had never imagined it.

Her eyes reddened. She looked at Su Ci sincerely. “Thank you.”

Su Ci waved a hand. “I’m just lending a hand. If the money can’t be recovered, come to me. I can lend it to you. Pay me back when you’re able in the future.”

Wen Duoyu had no relation to her at all, and Su Ci had already been kind enough by saving her. She wasn’t so kind-hearted as to give her money for free, even though ten thousand yuan meant nothing to her now.

The girl had indeed been scammed because of her own foolishness and carelessness. She could slowly pay the money back, it would count as a lesson.

Wen Duoyu looked at Su Ci gratefully. Others said Su Ci was cold and aloof, but she realized they were wrong. Su Ci’s exterior was icy, but she had a warm heart.

Su Ci didn’t know what Wen Duoyu was thinking, nor did she care. She glanced at her wrist — the life-value had turned into a yellow grid, with 65 years remaining.

Su Ci’s eyes lifted slightly. Oh — she received a piece of golden cotton candy.

Save it for later, for Lu Zhe.

Just then, the car window was knocked on.

Su Ci lowered it, and He Ermeng’s handsome face enlarged right in front of her.

“Cici, is your car broken? Why isn’t it moving?” He Ermeng lifted the milk tea he had just bought. “I got you a drink. Take it. I’ll have someone tow your car.”

“My car isn’t broken. I’m leaving now. Let go.” Su Ci knew his car had been trailing behind them.

But He Ermeng clung to the window, unwilling to let go. His bright eyes looked at her, full of adoration. “Cici, isn’t your family hosting a banquet for you the week after next? I want to be your dance partner.”

Su Ci shot him an annoyed glare. “No need! Uncle Fang, drive.”

The driver, stiffening a little, could only obey the young lady and start the car.

He Ermeng was forced to let go.

Watching the car speed away, he raised his brows. The arrogance and unrestrained sharpness in his expression grew even stronger.