Upon hearing that the woman hailed from Daqing Village, Gu Shan was relieved. His destination, Little Lin Village, was just beyond Daqing. He found it hard to refuse the plea of such a young woman, especially given her pitiful state. She had just been cast out by her fiancé, her eyes red from crying.
Gu Shan looked at her, alone and helpless on the broken road outside the city. What if she encountered danger? If he didn't assist her, if he didn't offer her a ride home, could he still call himself a man?
He couldn't help but feel fortunate that Zhang Mei, a woman who always seemed to be in the way, was not present. With a gentlemanly air, he invited the young woman into his car. As she expressed her gratitude, bowing and thanking him profusely, Gu Shan's vanity was greatly satisfied. He felt like a hero. If he hadn't appeared today, what would have become of this girl?