Seeing that Mingyao did not make a move, the man stared at her dangerously.

"Sister, don't you want to drink with us?"

"I……"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a voice, seemingly mocking yet sarcastic, blew in: "What kind of men are you, bullying a woman?"

Mingyao and the man both turned to look at the man standing not far away.

The man was tall and slender, wearing a black baseball bat and a black trench coat.

He stood under the streetlight, as if his whole body was bathed in light.

"Wei Chuan".

The man scoffed, "Are you out of your mind?"

"With so many of us, do you think you can just snatch someone from us?"

The young man named Wei Chuan curled his lips into a mocking smile and beckoned to the fat man with disdain.

"Come on, all of you come at me together."

Mingyao stared in horror. Had he gone mad?

How could one person possibly defeat more than a dozen people?

The man snorted and told his men to get their weapons.

His underlings took a folding pole from the motorcycle and waved it twice in a threatening manner.

Mingyao felt a chill run down her spine and, taking advantage of the group's inattention, quickly called the police.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder; a major battle was imminent.

"Let's do it!"

"Let him know how powerful we are!"

The man's henchmen swung sticks at Wei Chuan, who nimbly dodged them.

He moved nimbly through the crowd, like a phantom in the night.

In the blink of an eye, he was close to the fat man.

The fat man was startled, and before he could retaliate, Wei Chuan punched him in the face.

The man covered his face and screamed, staggering back several steps.

As soon as Mingyao answered the emergency call, Wei Chuan rushed over in three strides.

"Run!"

"ah?"

Before Mingyao could react, her wrist suddenly tightened.

Wei Chuan ran forward at top speed, and Ming Yao's body followed him due to inertia.

Enraged, the man and his henchmen gave chase.

"I thought you were really going to fight them!"

Wei Chuan said with a forced smile, "I'm not stupid. There are so many of them, how could I possibly beat them?"

While running, Mingyao, panting, told the police about the situation on the street.

Five minutes later, police sirens could be heard on the road.

The fat man glared angrily at Mingyao and Wei Chuan's retreating figures, then reluctantly led his henchmen away.

Wei Chuan stopped when he reached a crowded place.

Mingyao slumped against the streetlight, her body completely dislodged.

"Thanks."

Wei Chuan took off his baseball cap and brushed back his messy bangs. "You're welcome."

Mingyao recognized his face and her brows furrowed: "How come it's you?"

Wei Chuan pouted: "Why can't it be me?"

Mingyao stared at Wei Chuan suspiciously, her eyes filled with vigilance: "You've been following me?!"

At Qingcheng Nightclub, Su Xueya became incoherent after drinking his wine!

Wei Chuan put both hands in his pockets, a roguish smile appearing on his otherwise handsome face.

He leaned closer to Mingyao and asked with a hint of amusement, "Yes, I followed you all the way from Qingcheng to Haidu."

Mingyao stared into his eyes and snorted, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You and I have no grudge against each other, so why are you stalking me?"

Wei Chuan scoffed: "Is Miss Su contradicting herself?"

Mingyao glared at him, her gaze sharpening as if she wanted to see through all of Wei Chuan's thoughts.

What is your purpose in approaching me?

"Purpose?"

Wei Chuan chuckled and gradually approached Ming Yao.

Mingyao took two steps back in fear, her eyes filled with panic.

She clenched her fists and asked, feigning composure, "You didn't really just happen to be passing by and save me, did you?"

"no."

Mingyao immediately frowned: "Then you..."

"I like you."

Wei Chuan's answer was unexpected, and Ming Yao was completely stunned.

He chuckled and continued, "Do you believe that?"

Mingyao's temper flared up instantly.

You're kidding me!

Wei Chuan raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing Ming Yao with interest, and asked, "Do you really want me to like you?"

"I don't want that."

She clenched her fists and glared at Wei Chuan: "There's no way you could like me."

"Mr. Wei, I am very grateful to you for saving me."

"But that doesn't mean you can play with me or fool me."

"If Mr. Wei continues to joke, then it will lose its charm."

"And I'm already married."

Wei Chuan suppressed his laughter and became unusually serious.

He crossed his arms and nodded slightly: "I know you're married."

"Then why..."

Wei Chuan narrowed his eyes: "Just kidding."

Mingyao was furious, feeling like she had punched a cotton ball.

After suppressing her raging anger, she asked with a forced smile, "Does Mr. Wei have anything else to say?"

Wei Chuan stared wide-eyed in surprise.

He pointed to his face and leaned closer to Mingyao: "Looking at my face, Miss Su, don't you have anything to say?"

Mingyao quickly distanced herself from Wei Chuan.

"I don't understand what Mr. Wei is talking about."

"It's getting late, I have to go now."

Mingyao didn't want to waste any more words with Wei Chuan, so she turned and left.

Wei Chuan watched Ming Yao's retreating figure and sighed, "How can Miss Su have such a bad memory?"

"Don't you remember anything at all?"

He gave a wry smile: "It's really sad."

After walking a distance, Mingyao turned back.

To her horror, she discovered that Wei Chuan was still standing there, staring intently at her.

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