Zhou Chenyu rubbed her aching wrists. Yang Xi saw Qian Rushan and his group in the distance, pursed his lips, his cold expression fading, and his tone held a hint of helplessness:
"I thought it was a thief, but it was you. Are you alright?"
"I'm not hurt." Zhou Chenyu looked up at him, her angry expression beneath the mask turning into a captivating smile. "I didn't even say who I was, how did you recognize me?"
Zhou Chenyu smiled and earnestly analyzed for him: "Is it because I have left an incredibly deep impression on you? You recognized me just by hearing my muffled groan and seeing my eyes?"
After she finished asking her question, she stared at him intently.
Yang Xi met her probing yet teasing gaze, gripped the sharp blade in his hand, and looked away with a serious expression. "I am a constable in the yamen. I have been handling cases for a long time and I have some ability to judge people and read their writing."
"Oh? Is that so?" Zhou Chenyu pondered for a moment, then smiled and slowly walked around to him, saying softly, "I've also heard that people who say one thing but mean another will have their earlobes turn red if someone stares at them for a while. I can tell whether what you just said is true or false just by looking at it."
Zhou Chenyu calmly raised her head and stared straight at him.
Yang Xi's face tightened, avoiding her gaze, his earlobes beginning to burn uncontrollably.
Zhou Chenyu's smile spread across his face, accompanied by the deep redness on his earlobes. "Look, your ears are red. You're clearly lying."
Yang Xi recalled the time he lost control of himself after being teased by her at Uncle Zhang's house that day, and he didn't want to fall into her trap again.
He glanced at her, composed himself, and said, "With the streetlights so bright and the clothes so thick, it's perfectly normal to feel hot and flushed. Since you don't trust me, whatever you say goes."
After saying that, Yang Xi walked past her and went on his way.
Zhou Chenyu hadn't expected him to leave, and she pouted in dissatisfaction as she followed him, saying, "Alright, alright, Yang Xi, I won't tease you anymore."
She hurriedly chased after him, so busy apologizing, that she was suddenly shoved hard from behind, lost her balance, and bumped into Yang Xi.
Zhou Chenyu thought it was because there were too many pedestrians and she was accidentally pushed. Before she could react, the man next to her reached out to support her waist and pulled her to the side where there were fewer people.
He stood in front of her, his shadow enveloping her completely.
Zhou Chenyu stared at Yang Xi's broad back, her expression blank for a moment, her mind suddenly going completely blank.
"A bunch of filthy women, how dare they block my way!" The savage man, carrying a child in one arm, not only bumped into her but also continued to curse as he walked away.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xi strode forward, grabbed the arm of the man holding the child with one hand, and angrily rebuked him:
"You hit someone and tried to run away?"
The man was in a hurry to leave, but was tripped up. Annoyed, he cursed, "I'm going to hit someone, what's it to you! Let me go!"
After saying that, he waved his hand to break free from Yang Xi's restraint and punched straight at Yang Xi's face.
Upon seeing this, Yang Xi frowned, grabbed the man's arm, and kicked him hard in the knee.
Although the man was burly, he couldn't withstand the vicious kick. With a thud, he fell heavily to one knee and let out several painful screams.
The child in his arms, whose face was covered in tears, began to cry. The man roared impatiently, "Stop crying!"
Seeing the man's fierce expression towards the infant, Yang Xi grabbed his collar, his dark eyes flashing with cold light, and angrily rebuked him:
"You were holding a baby in your arms, and not only did you not repent for hitting someone, you even tried to assault them and cause trouble. You are unworthy of being a father!"
The man looked into Yang Xi's sharp, blade-like eyes and felt a sense of déjà vu. He trembled and his tone immediately became timid and submissive.
"Sir, sir, my child just came home crying for his mother. I'm a new father, and I accidentally bumped into the girl in a moment of panic. I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry."
Zhou Chenyu came to her senses and walked to Yang Xi's side. First, she saw the man's fierce expression, and then she saw the child's hands on him, seemingly rejecting his touch.
Could it be that this child isn't his?
When the man saw that she was staring at the child, he held the child tightly to prevent her from looking at him.
Zhou Chenyu's suspicions became even more certain.
More and more people gathered around. The man hugged the child tightly, lowered his head and cried, "Sir, I'm sorry, it was unintentional. Please forgive me."
Seeing his sincere tone and the fact that he was holding a young child, Yang Xi suppressed his anger and snorted coldly, "Remember to watch your step in the future."
"Oh, thank you for your forgiveness, sir, and thank you for your forgiveness, young lady."
The man hurriedly picked up the child and got up. Zhou Chenyu remained silent, watching the man's actions.
In his panic, the man met her eyes again, confirming her suspicions.
Just as he was about to run away, Zhou Chenyu shook Yang Xi's arm and shouted, "Yang Xi, that child might not be his, stop him!"
What?
Yang Xi's expression changed drastically. "Stop!" He strode after the man. Knowing that his plan had been exposed, the man threw the child into the crowd without thinking, as if unloading a burden.
The floor was solid and hard; the child was only three or four years old, and if he fell, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Yang Xi could only catch the child steadily, watching helplessly as the trafficker disappeared into the crowd.
"He really is a child trafficker!" Zhou Chenyu picked up the child's shoe that had fallen to the ground, took off his fierce-looking mask, walked to Yang Xi's side, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed.
Yang Xi looked at Zhou Chenyu, who was putting shoes on the child, and smiled, saying:
"Thanks to your reminder, the child was saved. But how do you know the child isn't that person's?"
"Hmm?" Zhou Chenyu carefully recalled the process, tilted her head, looked at him, and said with a serious smile, "First do this, then do that, and I'll know."
"This?" Yang Xi stared intently at Zhou Chenyu's quirky expression, a helpless yet unguarded smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips.
Looking at Yang Xi now, Zhou Chenyu saw that he not only had a gentle smile on his face, but he had also taken off his lifeless constable uniform, which was completely different from his usual cold and icy face, making him even more likable.
what to do?
She couldn't resist teasing him any longer. "Yang Xi, can you stop having that icy expression? You look so much better when you smile like this."
Hearing her say that, Yang Xi realized that he had lost his composure again. He immediately stopped smiling, stood up with the child in his arms, and said in a muttered voice, "If I keep laughing day and night, won't I become a fool?"
He was clearly laughing happily, but he was being hypocritical?
Zhou Chenyu chuckled, then saw the crowd surging forward. A young couple and an elderly woman with gray hair rushed over. She grabbed Yang Xi's sleeve, "Aren't they the child's family?"
"It should be good." Yang Xi nodded, picked up the child and stepped forward, revealing his constable's badge, but said seriously, "This child is someone we just got from a thief. Are you the child's family?"
The young woman, her eyes red from crying, nodded. "Sir, yes, it is my child. I will definitely recognize my own child. It is my child."
Zhou Chenyu blinked. "I know you're nervous because you lost your child, but that's what the child trafficker said too."
Yang Xi's sharp eyes narrowed slightly. "Do you have any evidence?"
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