The people around were waiting to see what would happen, and Lu Ying was a little confused.

She only saw the fist rapidly descending towards Xi Jun's face before she could react; her body moved instinctively.

However, in the next instant, the man easily caught the incoming fist, twisted his wrist, and the uncle's arm was instantly twisted behind his back, causing him to let out a scream.

"She's my woman, do you think I have a say in your business?"

As he spoke, the man tightened his wrist, causing the middle-aged man to scream in agony.

"Ah—I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll never do it again, please spare my life, young brother! Please spare my life, young brother!"

Seeing the man's pleading face, a look of disgust flashed across Xi Jun's face.

With a slight twitch of his fingers, the man let out another scream before he finally released his grip and pushed the person away.

The middle-aged man clutched his throbbing wrist, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He looked at the young man, who was a head taller than him, with fear and evasiveness in his eyes, and tried to squeeze his way into the crowd.

Xi Jun snorted coldly, put his arm around the woman blocking his way, and walked towards the back door.

When the vehicle pulled into the station, he grabbed Lu Ying's wrist and got off.

The bus drove away quickly, leaving the bus stop empty and deserted. He released the woman's wrist, his ears already bright red.

"I'm sorry..." Xi Jun apologized to Lu Ying as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Just now, I...I didn't mean to take advantage of you, it's just...it was an emergency...I...I just..."

The man in front of her was much taller than her, wearing a pair of half-rimmed black glasses, his ears were almost completely red, and he was stammering as he spoke.

She was only wearing a white tank top-style short-sleeved shirt on her upper body. Her bare arms were slightly white, with faint muscle lines visible. Her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her shirt, and her loose waist made her look very thin.

The faded jeans on his legs were also a bit loose, giving him the overall appearance of a quiet and reserved man.

Just now, this seemingly weak man, with a cold face, used only one hand to make a pot-bellied uncle scream in pain, begging for mercy in fear.

Lu Ying clutched the clothes draped over her body, her expression momentarily stunned.

She was at a loss for words.

Just now, the thought even crossed her mind that "Xi Jun might have a split personality."

How can there be such a big difference before and after!

She didn't even know whether she should thank him first or reassure the man that she wasn't angry.

Seeing that the person opposite her was too embarrassed to speak, she finally spoke.

"Xi Jun?"

"Huh?" Xi Jun was stunned. How did she know his name?

Lu Ying noticed the confusion in his eyes and pointed to the name tag he was still wearing around his neck.

The man instantly realized what was happening and responded with a red-eared hum.

Lu Ying was amused by his reaction and smiled, saying, "Thank you so much for just now. You don't need to apologize to me. I know that it was more reasonable to say those things in that situation, so I wasn't angry."

"Besides, you did it to help me out of a difficult situation, how could I possibly be angry with you?"

She wasn't one to like owing favors to others. In just one or two hours, Xi Jun, who was practically a stranger, had already helped her twice, both times in dire situations.

Even if she sincerely expressed her gratitude verbally, she still felt guilty.

So she tugged at her short-sleeved shirt and looked at the man, saying, "Lend me your shirt for today. When I return it to you another day, I'll treat you to a meal, or coffee, or a movie, anything will do. Thank you for your help today."

Upon hearing the woman's offer to treat him, Xi Jun opened his mouth to say no, but the words that came out were, "Okay!"

As if afraid the woman would think he was being too easygoing, he unconsciously grabbed the back of his head and hurriedly explained, "I, I meant the clothes, you can take them..."

A man's thoughts are written all over his face, so Lu Ying suppressed a smile and didn't expose him.

Just then, a new bus arrived, and Lu Ying waved to the man, "Then I'll be going now, goodbye."

Watching the woman board the car, Xi Jun waved and shouted, "Goodbye!"

He only slowly came to his senses after the car disappeared from sight.

Looking back on everything that happened in those short one or two hours, Xi Jun felt like she was in a dream.

Thinking back to what I had said, the heat returned to my ears.

He covered his face, feeling ashamed of himself.

"What on earth is all this...?"

When Lu Ying returned home, Lu Chuqing was urging Lu Linqi to drink more water.

Since the day before yesterday, Lu Chuqing had noticed that the boy's voice was a little hoarse. She asked him if he was feeling hot, and he said that might be the case.

She told him to drink more water to cool down, and the boy agreed.

Three or four days later, the man's voice became increasingly hoarse. After speaking a few words, his voice sounded like a duck's quack with a split lisp, harsh and unpleasant to hear.

Lu Chuqing couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked him again why he didn't go see a doctor when his voice was so hoarse.

Then the man raised his hand and flicked her forehead, saying in an extremely unpleasant voice, "Little brat, mind your own business and don't worry about other people's business."

This really provoked Lu Chuqing, who raised her hand and gave Lu Linqi a sharp rap on the head in retaliation.

He yelled, "Your voice is as awful as a duck with a split throat! I wish I were deaf!"

"You think I'm trying to control you? I'm saving myself!"

After she finished speaking, Lu Chuqing could see that her little cousin's face was hurt. At this moment, she realized that her little cousin was going through puberty.

Teenagers have a very strong sense of self-esteem, and thinking back on what I just said, it seems that I was indeed a bit too much.

She quickly tried to comfort him, taking Lu Linqi's hand and saying softly, "Brother, Qingqing was actually worried that your voice would get worse if it continued like this. I spoke a little harshly in my haste. You won't be angry with Qingqing, right?"

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