?44: 044: Lin Yunqiu’s Style 44: 044: Lin Yunqiu’s Style Tai Rou Bar, Tang Feng hurried over.

    He saw Lin Yunqiu, already half-drunk at the bar.

    Drunk like this before even seven o’clock?

    Tang Feng walked over and sat beside her.

    “You little brat, Sister thought you wouldn’t come.

    Come on, let’s drink up,” Lin Yunqiu’s blurred, drunken eyes, however, added a bit of charm to her appearance.

    “Sister Qiu, stop drinking, you’re not even considering your status,” Tang Feng said, helping her towards a private room.

    “I’m not afraid, what are you afraid of?

    It’s just drinking, I’m not making any mistakes,” she said, sitting in Tang Feng’s lap.

    “Sister, don’t be like this, you’re drunk.”

    “I’m not drunk, you little man, Sister is just too tired of living.

    Why did you have to give me hope, when I could’ve just gone and be done with everything.

    You meddle too much,” Lin Yunqiu hit Tang Feng, tears streaming down uncontrollably, a woman in her thirties, so strong-willed, yet revealing such a vulnerable side in front of Tang Feng.

    Sigh, no matter what position one is in, there’s always a difficult script to follow.

    “Sister, why do you choose to suffer?

    Rest assured, I’ll take care of everything from now on,” Tang Feng felt heartach as he watched her cry.

    He could feel how proud this woman was, and seeing her let down her guard also showed the place he held in her heart.

    This comforted Tang Feng, but what was most important was that this woman had given her first time to him, which was shocking to think about.

    What kind of marriage could have sustained her up until now, preserving herself?

    He didn’t quite understand before, but now he had some insight.

    Perhaps it was precisely because of her status, a strong woman with a weaker man, that led to the current situation.

    “Sister, what...

    what are you doing?” Tang Feng realized Lin Yunqiu’s hands were moving erratically again, and before he could react, she had collapsed onto him.

    Then, she closed her eyes and knew nothing.

    After tens of thousands of years of life, women could still be so unpredictable.

    After a long while, Lin Yunqiu finally lifted her head.

    Truthfully, if not for the alcohol, she would never have done such a thing, but no matter what, this little man had now completely occupied her heart.

    She didn’t need a result, she cherished the present.

    “You little brat, you better not let me down in the future,” Lin Yunqiu’s heart was fragile too, not much different from other women.

    “Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, I won’t let you down,” Tang Feng realized that after she said this, Lin Yunqiu fainted.

    He took out Lin Yunqiu’s phone, found her secretary, and called her.

    “What!

    Miss Qiu is drunk?

    Who are you?

    I’m telling you, don’t mess around, I’ll be right there,” the other party was a woman, her voice very anxious.

    A dignified beauty appeared in the private room minutes later.

    Upon entering, she pinched her nose; the smell of alcohol and something odd forced the female secretary to cover her mouth and nose.

    “Move aside,” the female secretary didn’t give Tang Feng a welcoming look.

    “Can you handle it?” Tang Feng doubted her capability, seeing her petite frame.

    “Hmph!

    It would only take me a moment to take down someone like you.

    Step aside,” the female secretary’s words weren’t hollow; as a retired elite soldier, she had the confidence to make such a claim.

    It was just that she failed to perceive Tang Feng’s strength, which only meant her Eye Power was lacking.

    Lin Yunqiu was led away, and Tang Feng followed them to the car, only leaving the bar after the car had driven off.

    “Save me.” Tang Feng hadn’t gone far when his foot was grabbed.

    A woman in black, after speaking, fainted.

    “Over there, hurry up!” At that moment, across the street, a group of men in suits pointed towards Tang Feng and started to approach him.

    Tang Feng sighed; although he disliked trouble, the thought of not helping was unbearable.

    So be it.

    He picked up the woman and hailed a taxi.

    By the time the men from the other side arrived, the car was already far away.

    In the car, Tang Feng stuffed a Life Essence Pill into the woman’s mouth and then checked her injuries again.

    To his surprise, they were all knife wounds, and several were deep enough to see the bone.

    Seeing such wounds, Tang Feng couldn’t help but admire her resilience.

    How strong must one’s willpower be to escape death?

    He hoped he hadn’t saved the wrong person.

    Tang Feng would never lend a hand to someone who was utterly wicked.

    Should he discover that this woman was not virtuous, he would destroy her personally, and he was unwavering in this resolve.

    Back at the villa, he carried her straight to his cottage and then called Mu Qingwan over.

    “Xiao Feng, who is she?”

    “A stranger, Sister Wan.

    Help her clean her wounds.

    She’s out of danger now,” said Tang Feng.

    “Okay, I got it.” Mu Qingwan generally didn’t doubt Tang Feng’s words.

    She was kind-hearted and immediately took action upon seeing the severity of the woman’s injuries.

    It took nearly an hour for the two of them to finish treating the injuries.

    “Sister Wan, thank you for your hard work.”

    “Come on, no need for formalities with me.

    Where will she sleep tonight?” The newly decorated cottage clearly wasn’t fit for habitation.

    “Isn’t there a guest room upstairs?

    Let her stay for a few days,” replied Tang Feng.

    “Alright, as you say.” After tidying up the woman’s clothes, Mu Qingwan turned and left.

    Tang Feng carried the woman to the second floor and placed her in one of the guest rooms.

    Throughout this time, the woman had not woken up, indicating she must have been exhausted from a long ordeal.

    Downstairs, Xiao Ya returned, her voice audible from afar.

    Seeing Tang Feng coming down from upstairs, Comrade Xiao Ya’s face fell, “What were you doing upstairs?

    Have you forgotten our agreement?”

    “Don’t get worked up.

    I won’t go into your room anyway,” Tang Feng replied.

    “Pfft, if you dare to enter my room, I’ll castrate you.” Xia Ya snorted coldly but was still not entirely reassured.

    She ran upstairs to check before she could be at ease.

    After taking a bath, Mu Qingwan came to the living room, sitting gracefully, her legs swinging in a way that made Tang Feng a bit distracted.

    “Hey, dimwit, what are you staring at?

    Hurry up and explain what happened,” Mu Qingwan said with a glance at Tang Feng, though her hands were busy peeling an orange, which she handed to him.

    Tang Feng recounted the events.

    “Xiao Feng, there might be trouble ahead.” Mu Qingwan was gentle in front of Tang Feng, but elsewhere, she was a different person—dominant, authoritative, and also very astute.

    She was also well-informed, and judging from the woman’s experiences, she might be quite extraordinary.

    Tang Feng smiled, “Don’t worry, Sister Wan, I’ll handle it.”

    “Is it because you can’t help but intervene when you see a beauty?” Mu Qingwan was a woman after all and couldn’t pretend to be immune to jealousy.

    After all, she had fallen in love with Tang Feng and was bound to have her own desires.

    She just didn’t show it and was now half-seriously, half-jokingly probing him.

    “It was entirely out of compassion,” said Tang Feng.

    “I believe you.

    You helped me out in the same way back then.

    So, what should we do next?” Mu Qingwan didn’t beat around the bush and simply reminded Tang Feng of the gravity of the situation since a knife wound indicated that it was not an ordinary assault.

    In an era of firearms, few people used knives, and those who did were often associated with powerful forces or individuals.

    If not handled carefully, it could bring endless danger to oneself.

    “I know, I’ll have a proper talk with her tomorrow.” Tang Feng said.

    “Hmm, have you eaten yet?” Mu Qingwan had actually gone to wait for him at the school gate but hadn’t seen him.

    “I have, haven’t you?

    Sorry, I had something to do and went to a classmate’s house and forgot to call you.” Tang Feng finally noticed that the food on the dining table was still covered.

    “No worries, it’s a good chance for me to lose some weight,” Mu Qingwan chuckled.

    What a wonderful woman she was.

    Tang Feng sat down beside her and pulled her in close, “Sister Wan, to be honest, meeting you is the greatest fortune of my life.”