Liu Zhizhong's car had burst out and had almost reached the gate when he realized that Ma Qingqing had hailed a taxi and had already sped away.

He could understand Ma Qingqing's state of mind. Being hit by her father like that would be unbearable for anyone's dignity!

He was genuinely worried about such a beauty getting hurt, especially since she was only 19 and a sophomore.

Moreover, she had recently been involved with some shady figures, which had troubled Ma Xudong for a long time.

What if she lost her virginity tonight? The thought alone was heartbreaking for Liu Zhizhong, so he immediately chased after her in his car.

Of course, given Liu Zhizhong's experience, he assumed Ma Qingqing was still a virgin?

It really wouldn't be worth it if someone took that from her!

However, Liu Zhizhong only had the intention to protect her, not to take advantage of her.

After all, she was the precious daughter of his leader, and he dared not entertain any other thoughts.

Even when he found out that Lu Yuqing had married Ma Xudong, his heart had skipped a beat, but thankfully, Lu Yuqing understood him, protected him, and guided him through a shameless relationship!

As Liu Zhizhong drove in pursuit, the taxi ahead quickly realized something was off.

Ma Qingqing noticed Liu Zhizhong's car and recognized him by the city street lights as she turned a corner.

Immediately, Ma Qingqing, feeling angry and defiant, knew it must be her father who had sent him to chase after her.

She quickly told the driver to speed up and shake off this annoying follower.

Meanwhile, Ma Qingqing made a genuine call to a friend from the outside world, asking them to come and meet her.

This turned the night into something quite extraordinary.

Liu Zhizhong was fairly familiar with the roads of the Provincial City since he had studied there for four years.

But driving himself, he was no match for the reckless taxi drivers.

Taxi drivers in the Provincial City were famously aggressive, hustling for passengers and racing against time as if in a car race.

Speaking of which, Ma Qingqing had pulled a stack of money, ten thousand yuan, from her bag and tossed it to the taxi driver; how could he not speed like mad?

Plus, the taxi driver knew which red lights he could run and which he couldn't, maneuvering slickly through traffic.

Liu Zhizhong, driving Lu Yumei's Q7, had ample power, but given the congested traffic and the car's large size, maneuvering was not easy.

He pursued tirelessly, nearly losing them several times, but he still clung on desperately.

Eventually, the taxi started moving away from the bustling area and headed toward the western suburbs of the Provincial City.

Finally, the taxi took the West Third Ring Elevated Road, then onto the ring road expressway, and zoomed into an Economic Development Zone in the suburbs, where roads and buildings were everywhere.

But the taxi soon turned into a street next to the Economic Development Zone and stopped outside a bar.

From a distance, Liu Zhizhong felt relieved. The chase had stopped; his car was nearly out of fuel.

He relaxed quite a bit, slowed down, and gradually neared the bar.

Ma Qingqing got out of the taxi and ran straight into the bar.

As for the taxi, it left the scene immediately.

The driver even had a bit of flair, moving forward while giving Liu Zhizhong the middle finger and a thumbs down.

Boastful Provincial City drivers; Liu Zhizhong didn't have the time or interest to bother with him over such petty matters.

As Liu Zhizhong drove closer and stopped, something felt off.

The bar's sign was luxurious and inviting, yet there seemed to be hardly any customers.

The parking lot at the entrance had only a few cars; a standout Maserati and several race motorbikes.

He parked his car at the entrance and then walked into the bar.

At the bar's main entrance, there was no security guard, but he pushed the door open and entered.

But once inside, the lights suddenly brightened, revealing a eerily quiet scene.

The dance floor in the hall was spacious, surrounded by many young men and women with colorful hairstyles, as well as several muscular men with tattooed arms.

And Ma Qingqing? She sat on the DJ booth, drinking a fruit cocktail and watching him coldly.

This ethereal beauty sat with her shapely white legs crossed, her posture forming an S-curve, exuding extreme beauty and sexiness!

Next to Ma Qingqing was a young man with bleached hair, slightly handsome, holding a guitar with an aloof expression, sizing up Liu Zhizhong.

The guitarist chuckled coldly, his chin almost pointing skyward, and said to Liu Zhizhong, "So it's you who's been relentlessly pursuing my Qingqing, huh? Annoying, isn't it? Looking for trouble?"

Faced with this non-mainstream, stream-of-consciousness thug, Liu Zhizhong couldn't be bothered, and directly addressed Ma Qingqing, "Qingqing, I'm Liu Zhizhong. Your dad is my wife's uncle. I followed you here because..."

He hadn't meant to mention the uncle or Lu Yuqing, but as soon as he did, Ma Qingqing burst into fury, "Shut up! Don't mention that vixen! I advise you to stay out of our family's business. It won't do you any favors! Just go, okay? I don't have time to deal with you. Don't be a nuisance; OK?"