"Director Qin, Wang Yueheng is in the store right now, and it looks like he's doing a live stream. Shall we go straight in?"

Just as Wang Yueheng started his live stream.

The police car carrying Qin Donglai, the director of the Jiang City Public Security Bureau, sped up to the roadside outside the cake shop.

As soon as the burly Qin Donglai stepped out of the police car, an officer who had arrived earlier immediately stepped forward, saluted, and reported.

The area was already surrounded by fans and passersby who had rushed over, and people were still running towards them from a distance.

Fortunately, the shop owner, Yu Weitao, had arranged for his staff to guard the shop and temporarily suspend business, so no one broke into the shop for the time being.

Passersby and spectators gathered outside could only try to take photos of Wang Yueheng through the glass doors by holding up their phones.

"Don't rush. Arrange for police officers to maintain order outside and not disturb pedestrians."

"We must especially avoid crowding and even stampedes!"

Upon learning that Wang Yueheng himself was inside the bakery, Qin Donglai, who had deeply experienced Wang Yueheng's popularity and influence, immediately and decisively gave the order as he watched the growing crowd of pedestrians gather.

"Have those people suspected of staging an accident been caught yet?"

He then looked at the police officer beside him and asked.

"They had already taken a taxi before we arrived, but we have found the taxi information they took through the surveillance footage based on the description given by the shop assistant at the entrance."

"We have already notified taxi drivers to drive directly to the nearest police station. It is estimated that this group of people will be brought under control in about five minutes."

The young police officer reported in detail.

"Good, that's right. We must cooperate with the industrial and commercial law enforcement agencies to give the people of Jiang City a fair outcome!"

After giving the thoughtful young police officer an appreciative look, Qin Donglai strode to the entrance of the cake shop.

Upon seeing the arrival of this police officer in uniform, who exuded an imposing presence despite his lack of anger.

The young men and women who had come from afar and were gathered outside the shop quickly made way for them.

Fearing that it would disrupt the police's efforts to maintain order and force them to leave, preventing them from continuing to watch Wang Yueheng sing live.

...

Never say "forever".

"So you won't think I'm unrealistic."

"Keep it as simple as you want it to be."

"It's a philosophy my mother taught me..."

Just as Qin Donglai approached the glass door of the cake shop.

Wang Yueheng's powerful and resonant singing voice reached his ears.

Every lyric sounds as if it were coming from the most advanced sound system, carrying a breathtaking and awe-inspiring quality.

Even Qin Donglai, who usually dislikes listening to music, couldn't help but be drawn in by the song.

I stood there quietly watching Wang Yueheng's performance.

The shop assistants in the cake shop wanted to open the door and invite him in to listen to music, but Qin Donglai waved them off.

She also made a quiet gesture, indicating that they should not disturb Wang Yueheng's live singing and playing.

I was afraid that opening the door would interrupt the beautiful morning songs.

Qin Donglai, dressed in a police uniform and wearing a four-pointed silver star on his shoulder, stood with the stylish young men and women around him.

Through the semi-transparent glass door, I listened intently to every note of Wang Yueheng's singing.

Seeing this, the police officers on the roadside and the officials from the industrial and commercial law enforcement department who rushed over had no choice but to stand aside.

We planned to go into the store together after Wang Yueheng finished his live performance of this song.

My mind is filled with you, my heart is filled with you.

"Such small acts of love are so sweet in the big city."

"All I think about is you, everything about you"

"A small love in this big city, devoted only to you..."

Then, an even sweeter, more romantic song began to play.

The young passersby outside the cake shop showed increasingly rapt expressions on their faces.

Even the usually stern and unsmiling Director Qin Donglai was moved when he heard the chorus of the song.

A smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

at the same time.