Wang Chuan’s expression softened considerably. "I believe you on that point. You’ve never let us down."
He looked at his phone, then chuckled lightly. "It’s time to order takeout. Anything you’re particularly craving?"
Yan Feifan thought for a moment. "I had this Eight-Treasure Duck once that was amazing."
Wang Chuan pointed a finger at him and laughed. "You sure know how to pick ’em. The Eight-Treasure Duck is that place’s house specialty. You need to order it in advance."
"Let me call and ask..."
He made the call and was delighted to learn that the restaurant had made a few extra Eight-Treasure Ducks this time and they hadn’t been sold yet.
Wang Chuan immediately ordered two of them, along with a few side dishes.
He put down the phone and said with a smile, "It’s a rare day they have extra ducks. Feifan, send a message to your sister and Suye and ask them to come for lunch."
Yan Feifan quickly sent a voice message to his sister and Yu Suye.
Wang Chuan then asked with a smile, "Feifan, you still haven’t said. Do you want to take me up on that bet?"
Yan Feifan shook his head. "Mr. Wang, you’re so certain they’ll sue us. I’d better not take that bet."
Wang Chuan smiled. "In my opinion, their main goal in filing this lawsuit isn’t to win, nor is it to get compensation."
"They’re just using the lawsuit to provide an explanation—to themselves, to their friends and relatives, and to their neighbors."
"Of course, if they happen to win the case and get some compensation, that would just be an unexpected bonus for them."
Yan Feifan scoffed. "If you ask me, it’s a completely pointless exercise. A waste of resources, time, and money."
Wang Chuan said seriously, "Feifan, if they really do file a lawsuit, you should just cooperate."
"Years of self-blame and guilt can really crush a person."
Yan Feifan let out a soft "oh." "If they really do sue us, I’ll have a word with Dr. Qiu."
"It’s no big deal, shouldering some baseless blame."
He asked, a bit curious and very carefully, "Mr. Wang, how did you manage to move on from the guilt and self-blame back then?"
Wang Chuan met Yan Feifan’s gaze and said slowly, "Strictly speaking, I still haven’t completely moved on."
"After the accident, I consulted several world-renowned plastic surgery experts. But they all told me that with Yanyan’s condition, they could only do their best."
"So I swore that I would do it myself, that I would make sure Yanyan was restored to how she was before."
"I worked like a man possessed in those years, and I improved very quickly."
"It’s just that, after reaching a certain level, I found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t improve any further."
"Talent. It determined my ceiling. It’s not a barrier you can break through with effort alone."
"So, I turned to finding and training talented students instead."
"First it was Tang Zheng, and then you..."
Yan Feifan nodded and said solemnly, "Mr. Wang, I won’t let you down."
"I will restore Yanyan’s appearance and help you finally break free from this burden..."
"I’m looking forward to that day arriving as soon as possible!"
Wang Chuan chuckled. "For a year or two, I was in agony day and night. I had to rely on sleeping pills to get any sleep at all."
"Then I realized that I was Yanyan’s rock, and I absolutely could not break down."
"Through conscious effort, self-care, and exercise, I managed to get back to normal."
Yan Feifan asked again to confirm, "Mr. Wang, you don’t need sleeping pills to sleep anymore, right?"
Wang Chuan shook his head, picked up his phone, and said, "No need. I have this to help me sleep now..."
As he said this, he tapped on his phone.
Then, a sound began to play from his phone.
Yan Feifan listened. It sounded like the pitter-patter of rain, but after only a moment, his head started to feel heavy and dizzy.
He quickly shook his head to clear it.
"Mr. Wang, what is this sound? The hypnotic effect is quite powerful!"
Wang Chuan turned off the audio. "It’s a simulated sound of natural rain. I happened to find it online."
"It works well for me. I can fall asleep very quickly when I listen to it."
"Yanyan and a few of my friends, on the other hand, listened to it and didn’t feel a thing."
Wang Chuan’s voice was tinged with excitement. "Feifan, you’re the only other person besides me who’s had such a noticeable reaction to this sound."
"I’ll send you the audio file later. If you ever have trouble sleeping, give it a listen."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "I’m usually so exhausted I fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow. I don’t need any help sleeping."
"But, Mr. Wang, the fact that this sound has such a noticeable effect on you and me, but no effect on them... that’s something worth investigating..."