On Monday morning, just before eight, Yan Feifan and Yu Suye rode their brand-new bicycles to work.
Along the way, the pair cut a striking figure. The woman was beautiful with a great physique, the man tall, slender, and refined. Together with their stylish city bikes, they became a lovely sight for passersby, turning many heads.
Of course, most of those turning heads were doing so because of Yu Suye.
Yan Feifan was merely an afterthought, and his presence only served to confirm a long-held belief in the minds of the men who looked back.
All the finest women end up with pigs.
As for the women who turned their heads, most of them probably thought, 'That scrawny guy must be rich. Filthy rich.'
By the time the two of them biked to the Affiliated Hospital, it was just past eight.
Yan Feifan parked his bicycle in the covered rack and headed first to the trauma surgery ward to check on Peng Jun's thumb.
