"Haha, boss is mighty."
"Awesome."
"Wow, finally holidays, I can go home to see my wife."
"I miss my wife and kids too."
"Boss is brilliant."
"Thanks, boss."
A dozen brothers were excited, cheering and jumping.
Perhaps because the commotion was too loud, it attracted the attention of people in the airport lobby.
"Right, there's one more thing." Qing Muye suddenly thought of something, his expression gradually becoming serious, and he instructed Song Jun, "The brothers behind will return to the country one after another. You arrange the bonuses and other matters first. Then, for the brothers who have passed away, you must handle the aftermath properly and provide adequate compensation so that they won't feel disheartened."
"Yes, boss." Song Jun nodded slightly and accepted the task.
"Lian Nuo, you follow Song Ci. We're leaving first." Qing Muye said to Shen Lian Nuo.
Shen Lian Nuo raised her hand and made an "ok" gesture, then nodded.
Qing Muye, Meng Jingwei, Shi Ran, and Tang Si got into a car and drove away.
On the road, Qing Muye was driving, and Tang Si sat in the back, accompanying Shi Ran.
He held Shi Ran's hand, looking at her fully armed appearance, feeling quite uneasy. He said with heartache, "Everything will be alright. I will always be with you."
In the passenger seat, Meng Jingwei turned her head to comfort Shi Ran, "You have me and Ah Ye too. We are all here. You must believe us, especially Tang Si. He's a doctor. If you don't believe us, you must believe him. If he says you can recover your former self, he definitely can."
Being disfigured is difficult for anyone to accept.
Let alone Shi Ran.
Going to the Hidden Clan this time, she experienced too many scenes she had never seen before, and it would have a great psychological impact on her.
"Thank you, Sister Wei." Shi Ran said gratefully.
The topic ended there.
The atmosphere was a bit heavy, and everyone fell silent, feeling suppressed.
After more than an hour, the car arrived at the city center and stopped in front of the largest plastic surgery hospital.
The four of them got out of the car and went straight into the plastic surgery hospital.
The hospital's director was a slender and tall woman, wearing a tightly fitted qipao with blue and white porcelain patterns. Her black hair was pinned up at the back of her head, with a hairpin, making her look dignified, elegant, and exceptionally poised.
"Mr. Tang, Mrs. Qing, you..." The woman stepped forward to greet them, but her gaze fell on Qing Muye, and she was stunned, "Isn't this... isn't this Mr. Qing?"
It was well known that Mr. Qing had passed away three months ago, and a funeral had been held.
She couldn't believe it, "You're actually alive, what a surprise."
Qing Muye's exquisitely carved handsome face showed a slight smile, and he stepped forward to shake her hand, "Ms. Li, long time no see."
"What on earth is going on? What did I miss?"
Li Mei asked curiously.
"A secret." Qing Muye replied mysteriously, then pointed to Shi Ran, "This is my sister. She's a bit injured on her face. Please help me take a look, Ms. Li."
His calling Shi Ran 'sister' moved Tang Si, and of course, Shi Ran was even more touched.
Li Mei glanced at the 'fully armed' Shi Ran and made a 'please' gesture, "Let's go upstairs." Having been in plastic surgery for many years, she had gained considerable experience and was confident about this matter.
The five of them went upstairs and directly to Li Mei's office.
The secretary brought in five cups of tea and placed them in front of them before turning to leave, closing the office door.
Li Mei sat beside Shi Ran and asked gently, "Little sister, can you take off your mask and glasses so I can see your condition?"
Although Shi Ran was reluctant to take off her 'mask,' in this situation, she had no choice but to remove her mask and sunglasses, revealing her disfigured and terrifying face.