Karma.

Wen Honglin was speechless.

Shen Mengqi who watched everything from a corner suddenly laughed nervously and said "Chunlan, why don't you let Jihai speak for himself? I am sure he didn't mean to misunderstand Lin-ge's intentions. Jihai, Lin-ge was always heartbroken when he saw you walking and toiling under the sun. We have been friends since childhood, is there any need to be this courteous?"

Menxiang, who was hoping to restore the harmonious atmosphere agreed with her. "Yes, Brother Bai. No need to be courteous, just accept the gift."

Chunlan glared at Honglin who seemed to have put a distressed yet quiet expression.

"Forgive me, Lin-ge. We are happy with the gifts. Thank you."

Honglin, don't blame me for this.....

"No need. Its just a gift of well wishes." His aura turned magnanimous.

A gift of well wishes?! Honglin, this gift of well wishes put your friend, Bai Jihai in a coma for a year!

She turned her back, hiding her eyes full of hatred and disappointment and sat down beside Jihai squeezing his fingers lightly.

He finally spoke. "Thank you for the car."

Wen Honglin merely smiled, too lazy to respond to him.

She leaned and rested her head on his broad shoulders, intertwining their fingers together.

She lied through her teeth. "Lin-ge only means well."

"I know." He rubbed his chin lightly on her hair. His eyes betrayed his deep thoughts. He knew this was his friends, yet he didn't belong. He liked them, felt a strong sense of kinship with them and could even die for them yet he didn't trust them.

Except Chunlan.

The rich society was a place of snakes hidden in sheep's clothing. People who claimed to be your friends could slit your neck the moment your back was turned. The strong preyed on the weak and the weak pretended to submit only waiting for the chance to overthrow their superiors. It was a cold hard game of power.

He stared at the girl in his arms who was yawning loudly. "Are you tired?"

She snuggled into his embrace. "A little bit."

"Let's call it a night."

They all said their good byes at the entrance of the club. Chunlan looked at the car parked in the club garage, a sleek black Mesarati.

"You should drive your car back home and take Chunlan back too."

Honglin opened his own car door for Mengqi.

"Its dark. We will also take Menxiang. Why don't you take Mengqi since you live in the same estate?" Chunlan suggested.

"Okay."

"What about my car?" Mengqi pouted.

"You can just leave it here. My men will send it back to you." Honglin smiled faintly.

As Jihai drove the new car, Chunlan inhaled the brand new car scent which was refreshing and soothing. It was truly a high quality car. Since it was a little late at night, Menxiang was sat the back seat snoring lightly.

The car drove smoothly across the road, driving steadily in the road. Chunlan noticed Jihai had a solemn expression, his hand clutching the gear tightly.

She sighed and placed her palms on his own. "Today is our graduation, smile a little for me, eh?"

He spared her a glance and focused on the road, steering the car to another lane. She said "If you are still not satisfied with the car, you can leave it with me when you are going to UK. I doubt Honglin will investigate anything about a car."

Menxiang stirred lightly as she turned to a more comfortable position.

Chunlan heard her phone ring beside her so she picked it and answered. "Speak."

A male voice spoke "Miss, we have followed your orders. We switched the power steering and transmission fluids in Wen Honglin's car."

She went silent. "I hope this one is safe."

"Don't worry, we changed all the fluids and checked all the parts in your car. It should not give you any problems." He confirmed.

"Okay." She kept her facial expression neutral and her voice light, afraid to arouse the interest of the person beside her.

"But this may not guarantee his death. Should we go and tie up loose ends?" Wang Yiyang asked.

"Leave it to fate. Whatever happens is his karma." Her soft voice was tinted with a tinge of brutality.