Chapter 15: Feeling Guilty? Humiliated Yet?

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After much effort, Su Chen finally persuaded Zhu Fei, who at last nodded in agreement. Yet her heart was filled with anguish and guilt, for she knew that if she wanted to save her daughter and gather enough money for medical treatment, she simply could not refuse. This was her daughter’s only chance to survive, and no matter what, she had to hold onto it tightly.

“I’m sorry... I’ve been so hypocritical...” Zhu Fei’s face was full of self-mockery. The forced smile she managed to summon was more agonizing than tears.

“I was so eager to say yes inside, yet I had to have you—the one bearing all the pressure and hostility—work so hard to convince me. As if that could lessen the guilt and fear weighing on my heart...”

Su Chen smiled softly, unconcerned. “You don’t need to feel guilty. I’m more than happy to do this kind of thing. I actually enjoy it when people curse and hate me. Besides, this time I get to help Pingping.”

Zhu Fei was speechless.

Though Su Chen’s words sounded casual, saying he wasn’t bothered by it, they offered no real comfort. Who in this world truly enjoys being cursed and hated? Su Chen’s words were only meant to ease his own conscience, to make himself feel less guilty.

In Zhu Fei’s eyes, Su Chen seemed to radiate a glowing light—so kind and compassionate that she felt ashamed and unable to face him.

“I will never forget your great kindness,” Zhu Fei said firmly, taking a deep breath, then standing to bow deeply to Su Chen.

This time, Su Chen did not stop her. After accepting her bow, he began discussing the detailed procedures and steps to follow.

By a little past three in the afternoon, they had reached an agreement and were ready to leave.

“All right, then. Tomorrow morning, bring Pingping to Hangzhou. Wait for my notification, and then we’ll start the plan.”

“Okay, I’ll get the earliest train tickets for Pingping and me.”

Su Chen gently patted Chen Pingping’s small head, smiling warmly. “Since it’s settled, I won’t disturb you any longer and will head back now.”

“Please stay for dinner tonight...” Zhu Fei invited warmly.

Su Chen smiled and politely declined. “No trouble, my tickets are already booked. I need to prepare before I go back.”

“All right, then. Take care on your way.”

Standing nearby, Chen Pingping’s big, watery eyes fixed on Su Chen, her expression tinged with reluctance.

She wasn’t very bold, even shy, yet somehow she felt very close to this handsome big brother.

“What’s the matter? Don’t want brother to leave?” Noticing her expression, Su Chen picked her up with a smile. “Next time we meet, I’ll bring you some chocolate, okay?”

Chen Pingping pursed her lips in silence for a moment, then leaned her small head on Su Chen’s shoulder and whispered, “Brother, thank you.”

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“Of course! A brother like me doesn’t get called that for nothing!” Su Chen laughed heartily.

Chen Pingping shook her head slowly and whispered, “I’m not thanking you for the chocolate. I’m thankful that you’re willing to help me.”

Su Chen was momentarily stunned, then felt a pang of sadness. Despite her youth, she knew everything...

Such a sensible and well-behaved little girl—why must she endure such hardship?

After a brief silence, Su Chen looked at Chen Pingping with tenderness and said seriously, “That’s why you have to be strong and brave, get good treatment, never give up, and get better quickly. Then you can repay your brother someday!”

“Yes, I will be strong and brave, and I won’t give up easily!” Chen Pingping nodded firmly.

“Then let’s pinky swear!” Su Chen held out his pinky finger.

Chen Pingping nodded and linked her delicate little finger with his.

“Pinky swear, never change for a hundred years...”

Sealed with a stamp.

...

On the train back, Su Chen backed up the recording of his conversation with Zhu Fei before reviewing the entire affair carefully.

This was not a rash decision born of impulse, but one made after deep reflection.

The biggest challenge was that the role he had to play would subject him to immense pressure and hostility.

For others, this might be an unbearable burden, but for Su Chen, it was something he yearned for!

Before, he had struggled to earn a mere thirty or forty thousand indignation points.

At this rate, when would he ever become a superstar of his generation?

This time, the incident came at just the right moment. No matter what, he would rake in hundreds of thousands of indignation points, leapfrogging into a comfortable life and out of poverty.

Secondly, this matter was not yet conclusively settled. If people wanted to curse him, let them. It wouldn’t cost him a thing.

At worst, once Zhu Fei got the money, he’d reveal the truth. The public opinion would instantly reverse.

Those of you who cursed so harshly before—do you feel guilty now? Embarrassed?

I don’t ask for apologies. Just follow me and send me some small gifts. I’m not greedy!

This was also Su Chen’s third consideration—raising his profile and income. After all, he still had to eat!

Those who play scripts and use tricks to stir up publicity do the same, but his origin was out of genuine goodwill and kindness, making his approach far nobler.

Moreover, he was bearing all these grievances just to save an unrelated little girl. Doesn’t this alone deserve you to give me a like?

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This is what’s called a strategist entering the game personally, turning the tide with a single move—an open and brilliant scheme. Do you accept it or not?

Thinking of this, Su Chen grew excited beyond restraint. He was truly brilliant to come up with such an unconventional method.

The fourth point was a bit harder to admit. Su Chen actually enjoyed manipulating public opinion and becoming the center of attention. Although he’d be cursed at first, what did it matter?

A man born under heaven and earth should have lofty ambitions and a boundless future—not be content with mediocrity... um, or a simple life.

If he didn’t have this system, fine. But since heaven had granted him this chance, Su Chen would never waste it.

Of course, the five thousand yuan donation still stung a bit. He wasn’t exactly wealthy... that could buy a lot of food!

As for the recording... one should not harbor malicious intent, but it’s wise to be cautious. Keeping a safeguard for himself could never be wrong!

After more than two hours of travel, Su Chen returned to his apartment and carefully organized his thoughts.

This was no small matter; it involved someone else’s fate. If there was any mistake and his plan failed, it would be a disaster—not just a failure, but a delay in Pingping’s life-saving treatment!

Besides preparing to be insulted, Su Chen needed to amplify the event’s social impact and public attention.

Therefore, he chose not to act in Huzhou, but in the bustling Hefang Street of Hangzhou.

The heavy foot traffic was one reason, but another was that Hangzhou was a highly developed city for new media.

Countless streamers, UP hosts, and bloggers lived there.

Given enough time to react, they would surely seize on this material and ride the wave of popularity.

Once the traffic surged and more people followed, official media would pay attention. Then it would be completely secure.

Su Chen meticulously planned every step, even reducing the previously agreed donation amount.

He had told Zhu Fei fifty thousand yuan before, but that sum was too large. If scrutinized, it would make the whole incident seem unrealistic and suspicious.

But five thousand was different. It felt more genuine and better suited to stir public sentiment.

People would think, “This guy won’t even give five thousand, yet demands so much and mocks others. He’s really cruel and shameless.”

And about Zhu Fei, they’d think, “She’s willing to crawl on her knees across Hefang Street for just five thousand. She really needs the money—it’s not some fake show.”

But even so, she still had to endure deception and humiliation. It was truly pitiful.

This would make people impulsively donate more generously!

The plan was perfect and flawless!