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Upon learning of her son's suffering - dropping out of school at a young age to support two ungrateful sisters and providing for the entire family - Chen Ruyun was furious enough to demolish the Lin household. It was Lin Jiahua who stopped her. "Regardless of what has happened," he said, "I've made it through. The Lin family must be struggling with their debt of over two hundred thousand. As long as they leave us alone, I'd rather let bygones be bygones." Lin Jiahua was inherently soft-hearted; otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed the Lin family to control him for two decades. Chu Yuening believed that everyone had their own destiny, so she didn't intervene. Seeing Lin Jiahua hand over a large bag of health supplements, she was taken aback. "Why are you buying me things again?" "Is there anything in here that you don't like? If there is, I can get more," Lin Jiahua chuckled. Zhang Jiande leaned in for a look and exclaimed, "Wow, these are great! So many shark fins and bird's nest, a real nutritional boost." "If Ning Ning can't handle it, I'll take over. I won't mind at all," he offered.

"Of course, Brother De, you're not forgotten," Lin Jiahua emerged with another large bag of items. "And Shanpo, as well as Guangge, have also contributed."

Everyone who had lent a helping hand to Lin Jiahua had something to offer.

Seeing this serious gesture, Zhang Jiande's expression turned solemn. He puffed on his cigarette repeatedly without taking the gifts. "No need for such formalities between friends. So, what's the plan?"

"Brother De, you always see through me," Lin Jiahua smiled helplessly. "My mother's business is in the mainland, and she says that after being apart for so many years, she wants to reconnect. After weighing the pros and cons, it makes sense for me to go to Shenzhen."

Chu Yuening placed the items under the stall cart. "Have you thought this through?"

"I've considered it thoroughly," Lin Jiahua's smile carried a hint of relief. "I've always longed for family affection. Now that I've found my birth mother, it's fortunate that there's still time for me to be by her side and fulfill my filial duties. It's just hard to leave all of you, my friends."

Many families separated by abduction or unfortunate accidents might not reunite until decades later. By then, children would have grown old, or parents might have already passed away.

Lin Jiahua didn't want to live with such regrets, wanting instead to repay the 26 years of nurturing as soon as possible.

"Silly boy," Zhang Jiande comforted, taking a drag of his cigarette. "That's life. Brother De has traveled far and wide for years, experiencing countless joys and sorrows. We must look forward! Going to Shenzhen is good. You'll be a big businessman, a wealthy second-generation heir, waiting to take over the company."

Lin Jiahua chuckled. "In the past, I started from the bottom too. Without a solid foundation, no one would respect you even if you rose to power. Being a good-for-nothing at home isn't my style."

Zhang Jiande took the items. "It's better than staying in Hong Kong. The Lin family must have gotten wind of your plans and is searching for you everywhere."

"I'll take that as a kind gesture. Otherwise, who knows when I'd get another chance to enjoy your cigarettes if you head to Shenzhen."

Lin Jiahua smiled and pushed up his glasses. "Ning Ning, I need your help to look into my future again."

"Last time was already enough," Chu Yuening said. "Shenzhen is in the south, and anything south is considered an auspicious direction for you. Your fortune, wealth, and career will flourish."

"Let's hope so."

Shanpo and Cao Daguang arrived promptly.

Upon learning that Lin Jiahua was leaving Hong Kong for Shenzhen, they both expressed their reluctance to part.

Fortunately, Shenzhen wasn't too far away, allowing them to gather frequently.

This eased their regret significantly.

After a meal together, Lin Jiahua left.

—

As Chu Yuening gazed at the deserted egg tart stall, she suddenly felt somewhat uneasy.

However,

Soon,

She regained her smile, pulled out a peach wood sword from under the cart, and hung it on the glass cabinet. Then, she took out a marker to draw two horizontal lines over the "Two Divinations per Day" sign on the cardboard—changing it to "Three Divinations per Day."

For quite some time, she hadn't set up her stall on Saturdays or Sundays. Today, when she unexpectedly did, there was no queue in front of her stall yet. Instead, many people came by to buy sugar syrup.

Auntie Ding arrived with a cheerful demeanor, "Ning Ning, do you still have the refreshing sugar syrup?"

"There are, three cups today."

"That's great. I'll take one. My granddaughter says that drinking this Concentration Sugar Water really aids in studying; it's hard not to stay focused. This time, she scored almost full marks and ranked first in her entire grade."

A woman with dark circles happened to pass by, carrying coffee and white flower oil. Upon hearing about the focus-enhancing properties, she couldn't help but approach the stall.

"Does it really help with concentration?"

"Absolutely," Mrs. Ding confirmed, holding the packed Concentration Sugar Water. "Try it for yourself, you'll see."

The woman asked for the price, found it reasonable, and ordered a cup.

While Chu Yuening was packing the drink, the woman inquired further, "Excuse me, do you know of any other items that can help with alertness?"

"Why would you need so many things for that?" Chu Yuening found it surprising.

"I have a long-distance freight run coming up. Having more things to keep me alert will help me reach my destination faster," the woman explained.

Delays incur penalties and harm the company's reputation as well.

It was a choice she had no choice but to make.

"Driving while exhausted is very risky; you should take more care," Chu Yuening advised with concern.

"The situation is helpless," the woman replied with a wistful smile. "The company is mostly men, all full of energy. Though the salary is eight thousand a month, the pressure is immense. If I don't deliver on time, the boss can fire me on the spot."

The woman shook her head, looking disheartened.

"Don't be fooled by Hong Kong's glamour; it's tough to find a job paying around eight thousand without a degree," she remarked.

The dessert was packed and ready to go. Chu Yuening handed it to her, noticing that the woman still looked weary. "Make sure to consume it before you start work," she suggested.