Chapter 21

At the banquet, Yu Qingying's frequency of going to the restroom had noticeably increased; she would go to the washroom every ten to twenty minutes. Of course, she hoped to run into Tang Zhendong again, and perhaps even get his phone number by chance.

However, things did not go as she wished, and by the end of the banquet, Yu Qingying had not encountered Tang Zhendong.

This was a government reception hotel, where government officials often held banquets. Yu Qingying, being the daughter of the mayor, could not possibly knock on every door to see if Tang Zhendong was inside. Even if she were an ordinary girl, she would not have the courage to do so.

Yu Qingying finished her meal with a heavy heart, declined her colleague's offer to drive her home, and walked straight home.

Yu Qingying's family was rather special. Her father was the mayor of Haicheng, and her mother was the deputy director of the Health Bureau. Both held high positions and wielded significant power, but they did not want to be influenced by the public.

From a young age, Yu Qingying was taught to be low-key, low-key, and even more low-key. As a result, she often dared not invite classmates to her home to play, as she had to adhere to her parents' low-key requirements.

Now, even after starting work, it was the same. Yu Qingying was certain that no one in her entire unit knew she was the daughter of Yu Zhenhua. She never showed any signs of being different from others, neither being particularly close nor distant to anyone. Even her classmate and best friend did not know that Yu Qingying was the mayor of Haicheng.

After drinking, Tang Zhendong declined Wang Meng's offer to drive him home and walked along the sidewalk toward his home. Suddenly, a cry for help came, "Help!"

Tang Zhendong was not a bad person, but he was not a good person either. He was a man of integrity. When a man of integrity hears such a cry, he does not hesitate to rush forward.

Tang Zhendong was very fast. Even without practicing the Guigu Neigong with Xu Zhuo, his speed was already astonishing. With the support of the inner strength, although his fighting style was somewhat inferior, his speed was definitely very fast.

A slender lady in a long dress was being pushed into a small alley by two burly men.

Actually, this was in the heart of Haicheng, where such incidents should not happen. There were many restaurants and shops, making it a vacuum zone for criminals. However, because of the many restaurants, many people who were drunk and did not originally intend to commit crimes made the wrong choice due to the influence of alcohol.

"Stop!" Tang Zhendong shouted loudly, startling the two drunkards and the lady they were dragging. Yu Qingying, after finishing her meal, was walking back when two drunk men suddenly appeared from a small alley, brandishing switchblades, and attempted to rob her.

After a moment of shock, Yu Qingying tried to run back, but she was no match for the two burly men. After running for about seven or eight meters, she was caught and dragged into the alley.

When Yu Qingying saw that the person who came to her rescue was Tang Zhendong, she could not help but feel a mix of surprise and joy. Which girl does not dream of spring, and which girl does not hope that the man in her heart will appear when she is in danger?

"Kid, you're asking for death!" One of the drunkards, seeing someone dare to intervene, was enraged. They originally just wanted to rob some money, but seeing Yu Qingying's fairy-like appearance, they were tempted to take both money and beauty.

If they had only wanted money, Yu Qingying might have given it to them, but she saw the lust in their eyes and immediately tried to run and struggle. However, to the two drunk men, her efforts were like a mantis trying to stop a cart.

Seeing that the person being robbed was Yu Qingying, his goddess, Tang Zhendong felt a surge of excitement and a rush of male hormones.

At that moment, one of the drunkards with a short knife lunged at Tang Zhendong. Without dodging, Tang Zhendong kicked the man's wrist, sending the switchblade flying.

Tang Zhendong did not stop. He immediately stepped forward and punched the man in the jaw, sending him flying. The force of the punch was evident.

Seeing Tang Zhendong punch the drunkard into the air, he immediately rushed toward the other drunkard who was holding her. "Let her go!" Tang Zhendong's eyes were fixed on the drunkard.

The drunkard, though drunk, was not completely out of it. He was just emboldened by alcohol. Seeing Tang Zhendong's swift and decisive actions, he was speechless with fear. The image of his companion being punched into the air left a deep impression on him, and he was terrified.

"Ah, my hand is broken, it hurts so much!" The drunkard who was punched and kicked by Tang Zhendong had his wrist broken.

The other man tightened the knife around Yu Qingying's neck, the sharp blade pressing against her smooth, swan-like neck. "You, you back off, or I'll hurt her!"

However, he was also shaken by his companion's cries and the ferocity of the young man's attack.

"I'll say this one more time, let her go, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you'll never be able to live a normal life again!" Tang Zhendong's voice was cold. He was very angry. Yu Qingying was the goddess he needed to protect for a lifetime, and he could not tolerate anyone desecrating her. This man had dared to put a knife to her neck, nearly cutting her, which made Tang Zhendong furious.

However, it would be better to resolve this peacefully. If it came to a fight, Yu Qingying might get hurt.

Tang Zhendong was not a good person. When it came to his own interests, he would use all his strength to solve the problem. In prison, Tang Zhendong was willing to fight and would never be bullied. His character had an element of resilience.

Now, someone was bullying Yu Qingying, and that was unacceptable.

However, under Tang Zhendong's intimidating gaze, the drunkard's hand holding the knife was trembling. He was a novice at robbery, while Tang Zhendong had taken a life and had seen blood in the violent environment of prison. His eyes were cold, like ice that had been frozen for a thousand years.

"Will, will you let me go if I let her go?"

"Yes!" Tang Zhendong did not waste words. His eyes were fixed on the drunkard's hand. He was confident that he could subdue him before he cut Yu Qingying's major artery, but that might leave her disfigured with a scar on her neck.

Tang Zhendong was unwilling to take that risk.

Yu Qingying's heart was filled with joy. She looked at Tang Zhendong, who seemed like a mighty god, and felt a great sense of happiness. They say a man is most handsome when he is serious, but at this moment, Tang Zhendong's handsomeness was mixed with a commanding presence, making Yu Qingying's heart race like a rabbit.

"I'll let her go, but you have to let me go." The drunkard, still dazed by Tang Zhendong's sharp gaze, continued to babble, but Tang Zhendong's patience was running out.

"My patience is limited!"

After Tang Zhendong said this, the drunkard holding the knife quickly dropped it, helped his companion who had been punched into the air, and ran away as fast as he could.

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