Chapter 240: Death‑Free Gold Medal

What death‑free gold medal? Jiang Lai sort of understood.

Ke Zhongying explained: "It means those genuine moments that truly move you, making you feel they are moments of redemption."

Jiang Lai fell into thought.

Ke Zhongyu sat upright, held his breath slightly, and in a moment unnoticed by others revealed a hint of tension.

Ke Zhongying: "That's not specific enough; let me give you an example from my own life."

"When did you start dating?" Ke Zhongyu frowned, his face about to darken.

Ke Zhongying immediately rolled her eyes: "I haven't."

Ke Zhongyu's expression instantly returned to normal: "Hmm."

Jiang Lai looked at Ke Zhongying, gesturing for her to continue.

Ke Zhongying began talking about when she was four.

In the Nian family's courtyard stood a large tangerine tree that, every winter, bore abundant red tangerines like little lanterns.

Once, little Ke Zhongying ran alone to play under the tree and got hit on the head by a fully ripe tangerine.

She angrily rubbed her head, hands on hips, head tilted back, and fiercely scolded the tangerine tree and its fruit for a long while.

But the tangerine tree and its fruit gave no reply; little Ke Zhongying used hands and feet to climb the nearby fake mountain, reaching out to pull at the branches the tree extended, as if trying to climb across them.

Because her small body was initially blocked by the tangerine tree and the fake mountain, nobody saw her; by the time anyone noticed she had climbed the fake mountain, it was too late.

Little Ke Zhongying wobbled as she stood on the fake mountain; having just tugged a branch, she was instead jerked by the rebounding branch and her whole body fell downward.

"Many people ran to catch me, but my brother was the fastest—he dropped the latest model telescope Grandma had given him, his favorite telescope, and ran to catch me."

"Aside from being frightened, I was fine, but my brother's hand hit the fake mountain on a sharp stone—his hand was covered in blood, and his knee also struck the mountain and bled."

"My brother was bleeding, yet he kept asking if my head had been hit, if I was scared, and telling me not to be afraid." While recounting this, Ke Zhongying never dared look at her brother, feeling it was too sentimental.

"Everyone says an older brother should protect his younger sister—my parents, my maternal grandparents, my uncle all told him that—but back then my brother was only ten, still a child himself, yet he protected me."

"This is my brother's death‑free gold medal to me—no matter how we argue or fight later, saying harsh things, I will always forgive him in the end." Ke Zhongying turned to her brother and snorted, "Just enjoy yourself!"

A flicker of smile appeared in Ke Zhongyu's eyes, fleeting.

He whispered: "I don't know who was so afraid of blood they cried for two days, getting tears and snot all over me."

"What? You're the one afraid of blood!" Ke Zhongying retorted immediately, "I only held onto you because I thought you were going to die."

Ke Zhongyu: "?"

What should have been a touching story made Jiang Lai lightly laugh at the siblings' bickering.

Especially seeing Ke Zhongyu tilt his head slightly, revealing a hint of bewilderment.

"I'm not telling you." Ke Zhongying gave her brother another white‑eye look, then looked seriously at Jiang Lai: "So, Sister Jiang Lai, do you have such a death‑free gold medal for Shen Xun in your life?"

Ke Zhongyu's gaze continued to rest on Jiang Lai's facial expression, observing her subtle changes.

"Yes." Jiang Lai said, her voice pausing, then continued, "But I've already used it."

Ke Zhongying let out a big sigh of relief: "You scared me to death."

Ke Zhongyu: "When?"

Jiang Lai didn't hide it: "At the time of the divorce, I didn't dare tell you my true thoughts—not because I feared your scolding, but because I felt guilty about your concern."

"At first I didn't think about reclaiming our marital property after the divorce, but later I realized that stepping back doesn't bring boundless horizons—Shen Xun and Lin Shutong kept pushing further, and their carefree departure not only benefited them but also left me feeling ashamed."

"Hmm." Ke Zhongyu nodded: "Not stupid."

He actually wanted to ask what Shen Xun had done to become your death‑free gold medal.

And he feared reopening her wound.

"Miss Jiang, Miss, Young Master, Zhong Lü, have you finished discussing the matter? If so, we can have dinner."

Jiang Lai looked at Mo Yi: "We're done."

Mo Yi had everyone go to the restaurant.

After the meal, Zhong Poqian left first.

Jiang Lai had Ke Zhongyu go rest properly; accompanying her to G Province over the past week and a half had been exhausting.

Ke Zhongyu indeed needed some time to recover, so he didn't linger.

Jiang Lai saw a package on the cabinet by the front door and suddenly called out to Ke Zhongyu.

"Ke Zhongyu, wait."

"Huh?" Ke Zhongyu turned; the warm yellow light shone on his face, softening his usually hard contours considerably.

Jiang Lai opened the package, revealing a finely wrapped box.

Ke Zhongyu instantly recognized it as the shirt brand he often wears.

But the box contained two items.

One large, one small.

Jiang Lai took out the larger one and handed it to him: "A size‑44 shirt, as I previously said I'd compensate you for."

This brand is low‑key and niche, not sold online; she had to search many channels to obtain it, and even then had to queue.

That's why it took so long.

Ke Zhongyu reached out to take it, then looked at the other item in the box.

Jiang Lai explained: "This one is mine."

Ke Zhongying beside them: "Oh?"

She gave a meaningful smile: "Same brand, same white shirt, just different sizes—isn't that a couple's set?"

Jiang Lai's eyes flickered slightly.

"No." She explained: "Men's shirt cuts are superior in every way compared to women's."

Ke Zhongying: "Really?"

Jiang Lai: "Because you all wear custom-made, you're not really clear about market clothes; for the same type, men's clothing packaging is better than women's, and the cut is also better."

Such a thing, as the Ke Family Eldest Miss Ke Zhongying, is indeed hard for her to understand.

She nodded: "Alright, then do you like this brand's shirt?"

Jiang Lai: "Try it on to see."

Ke Zhongying: "If you like it, just find my brother; my brother is the SVIP among SVIPs of this brand. The brand was about to disappear, but my brother thought finding another suitable brand might not be satisfactory, so he had the Ke Clan invest."

Jiang Lai: "A private wardrobe?"

Ke Zhongying shook her head: "No, this brand is currently very popular among overseas wealthy circles."

Jiang Lai whispered: "No wonder it's so hard to buy."

Ke Zhongyu heard it, but didn't say anything; instead, after getting in the car, he passed the contact information of the brand's person in charge to her.

Just after passing the contact information, a phone call came in; it was Chi Ce.

"Shen Xun's mother was found to have a brain tumor; she used connections to find my father."

Chi Ce's father is a famous neurosurgery specialist.

Chi Ce asked: "I told my parents about the indirect connection between the Shen Family and you; I came to feel out your stance." "How so?"