Three years

Hang City, although a second-tier city in Huaxia, exudes a momentum akin to a first-tier city with its deep cultural heritage. There's an old saying that goes, "Heaven above, Suzhou and Hangzhou below," with the 'Hang' referring to Hang City.

Here, you'll find the picturesque West Lake, along with its poignant and tear-jerking mythological love stories, all enveloped in a unique grace that is characteristic of this city.

If this city were likened to a woman, she would undoubtedly be a refined and gentle beauty.

Hang City University is one of Huaxia's renowned top ten universities. Those who can study here are considered cream of the crop, especially in the academic field, where they excel.

Of course, such prestigious institutions always attract their fair share of influential figures from government and business circles.

However, Comrade Chen Liuhe is not concerned about such matters. At this moment, he is squatting next to his tricycle, which has attracted countless gazes, enjoying the sight of the passing high-achieving students.

Tsk tsk, those pairs of youthful and vigorous legs are truly slim and fair. Those delicate and exquisite faces are absolutely enchanting.

Chen Liuhe feels that he could stay here squatting all day and skip dinner.

Just as Chen Liuhe was feasting his eyes, a stylish girl appeared at the magnificent gates of Hang City University.

She was different from others because she was in a wheelchair, instantly capturing the attention of many. However, the looks she received were not just tinged with disdain, but also with a kind of involuntary fascination.

Although the girl in the wheelchair wasn't extraordinarily beautiful, in terms of appearance, she could only score around eighty-five points at most, far from stunning. However, she exuded a unique charm, tranquil and introverted, with a surprising confidence. It was this charisma that was captivating, making people unable to look away.

At the sight of the girl, Chen Liuhe quickly extinguished his cigarette, stood up, took a deep breath to ensure the smoke in his mouth had dissipated, and then trotted over.

Although he had only been out of prison for half a month, rain or shine, he was unwavering in his commitment to pick her up every day.

"Brother, smoke less." Shen Qingwu said to Chen Liuhe without any coquetry, but with a commanding concern.

"Hehe, okay, I'll smoke less." Chen Liuhe, this killing machine, had no temper with the girl in front of him. He complied obediently, always wearing a smile that came from the heart, without any hint of reluctance.

Shen Qingwu, the only living descendant of the Shen family, was the only person in the world whom Chen Liuhe treated with full dedication.

If the woman in the capital, who was known as the number one beauty but was heartless and unfaithful, could score ninety-five points in Chen Liuhe's eyes, then Shen Qingwu would score a hundred points.

A perfect score without any reservation! She was the only perfect woman in his heart!

One was a shabby and unkempt old man, the other a disabled young woman in a wheelchair. This combination was truly eye-catching, drawing the attention of passersby.

But neither Chen Liuhe nor Shen Qingwu cared about the surrounding gazes. These two monstrous individuals were indifferent to the world's opinions.

"Get settled." Chen Liuhe greeted, and with a firm push, he lifted Shen Qingwu, along with her wheelchair weighing at least a few dozen pounds, and placed them in the basket of his tricycle effortlessly.

Getting on the tricycle, releasing the brake, and pedaling away, the entire motion was smooth and flowing, but no matter how graceful the movements, it couldn't change the fact that he was pedaling a tricycle. It only invited disdainful glances.

"Today, Professor Zhang from your school called me. He was so furious. I heard that you debated him on Machiavellianism in class, leaving him speechless?" Chen Liuhe said with a smile, "He cursed you for sophistry."

"Well, he's full of nonsense." Shen Qingwu said calmly, her inherent pride evident, "Debate is only about victory or defeat, not about sophistry. But that old man is quite cute; he has learned to complain."

"I think he's unlucky. Between the two of us, who is whose guardian is still up for debate. Yet he dares to complain to me. Give him a big slap." Chen Liuhe played down the seriousness of the matter and smiled, "I see him as a grandson."

Despite their current impoverished state, the house they rented in an old alley in Hang City, a courtyard shared with others, only had two single rooms, with a shared kitchen and bathroom.

Chen Liuhe cooked while Shen Qingwu, as always, read books. After dinner, they both burned incense for Shen's grandfather's memorial tablet.

That night, as Shen Qingwu fell asleep, Chen Liuhe sat on the bed and looked out at the moonlight, feeling somewhat lost. He sighed and glanced at the memorial tablet placed on the wall, smiling.

In his mind, he saw the upright and righteous face of his grandfather, a man who had adhered to rules all his life and could not tolerate any wrongdoing.

Grandpa was a true legend, joining the army at thirteen, experiencing the most chaotic era, crossing snow-capped mountains and grasslands, and participating in and commanding numerous famous battles, becoming a veritable veteran of merit for Huaxia.

However, Grandpa was indifferent to fame and fortune. After the liberation, he refused high-ranking positions and chose to retire. Although he was eventually persuaded to return to service, he only held the title of a department head, which was quite insignificant. In the deep and unpredictable world of the capital, he was definitely an inconspicuous small fish. However, he was an exception. As a department head, he was respectfully referred to as "old man" by those major generals and even lieutenant generals!

What was even more intimidating was that the old man had the privilege of being heard directly. With his stern and unyielding character, it was easy to imagine that he had filed countless complaints in his life, offending many people, and directly leading to the Shen family being repeatedly at the center of controversy, not well-received, and experiencing numerous tragedies.

It wasn't until the year Chen Liuhe was imprisoned that his grandfather could no longer bear the grief in his heart and passed away, but it could be considered a peaceful death, at the age of ninety-one!

Some said that the Shen family was full of heroes! This statement was not mixed with any water. Whether it was the enemies or friends of the Shen family, they all believed it without doubt. Regardless of who it was, everyone had to treat the Shen family with respect!

"Grandpa, I know what it means for you to make me promise not to go to the capital for three years. You don't want me to continue on your old path, don't want me to end up in a miserable situation like you did. You think I'm too sharp, so you want me to calm down for three years!"

Looking at the memorial tablet of his grandfather, Chen Liuhe muttered to himself, "I don't have your high-mindedness. I'm just a commoner. Since I'm a

 commoner, I must repay my debts. I will support the Shen family, and I will claim the debts of the Shen family! They couldn't kill me a year ago, so what do I fear from them in another two years?"

With a heavy sigh, just as Chen Liuhe was trying to calm his mind and prepare to sleep, the old, broken phone he bought for a hundred yuan from a phone repair shop started ringing.

"Grandpa, your grandson is calling you." The loud and soul-stirring ringtone of the phone was quite shocking.

Clearing his throat, Chen Liuhe answered the phone, speaking in a clear and round voice, "Hello, this is the All-Round Home Services Hotline. How may I help you?" Every time he said this, Chen Liuhe felt a bit ridiculous, as if he was one step away from saying, "Complete set for eight hundred, half set for three hundred and fifty."