It was precisely because of this that the two of them made a bet. In the end, Tang Yumeng called Lin Chuan to drink, and then they drank competitively, with Tang Yumeng pretending to be drunk. As scene by scene unfolded, Lin Chuan was unaware that all of it was just because of a bet between Tang Yumeng and Bai Yifan, and Lin Chuan was foolishly getting involved.

...

The taxi arrived at the City Committee compound. The security at the City Committee compound recognized Lin Chuan, and the car was allowed to pass. After arriving under Tang Yumeng's building, Lin Chuan carried Tang Yumeng upstairs. After entering the elevator, he took the keys out of Tang Yumeng's bag, fumbling for a while before finding the right one. After entering the apartment, it turned out to be empty.

Turning on the light, the interior decoration was very much in line with Tang Yumeng's style, a typical European-American design, with a fireplace installed on the north wall, inside which the red light flickered like flowing flames. The floor was spotless, paved with microcrystalline jade, so beautiful it could almost serve as a mirror. Lin Chuan quickly took off his shoes, then carried Tang Yumeng inside.

The room on the east side was the master bedroom. As the door opened, a faint fragrance wafted through, the room predominantly pink in color, the walls painted with diatomaceous earth and stamped with large flowers, complementing the lighting like a communicative world.

"Rich people really enjoy life," Lin Chuan chuckled.

The room was very large, more than twenty square meters, with a round bed that was particularly eye-catching. Lin Chuan hurriedly placed Tang Yumeng at the head of the bed. A fragrance of alcohol emanated from Tang Yumeng. She turned over at the head of the bed, her skirt looking very messy. Lin Chuan glanced at her, and inadvertently, a spring scenery he caught sight of aroused his desires. Lin Chuan was about to leave when suddenly Tang Yumeng grabbed his arm.

"Don't go…" Tang Yumeng's voice was dry and hoarse.

"Sister, you… you've had too much to drink, go to sleep," Lin Chuan quickly said.

Tang Yumeng seemed to be indeed drunk; when she bet with Bai Yifan, they agreed she would pretend to be intoxicated. At first, Tang Yumeng could control her emotions, but later, especially when being carried by Lin Chuan, she was completely overwhelmed by the alcoholic haze and felt the world spinning around her. When the effect of the alcohol surged, Tang Yumeng could no longer hold on.

"Don't go…" Tang Yumeng mumbled: "Tang Hao, don't leave, sister can't live without you."

Lin Chuan was stunned, puzzled upon hearing the name Tang Hao. Could it be she called the wrong person? Lin Chuan helped Tang Yumeng take off her long woolen coat. Underneath was a white T-shirt. Then he gently covered her with a silk quilt.

Lin Chuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at this woman who was seen as a goddess by everyone. Exquisite features, perfectly arranged, long eyelashes like two rows of brushes. A small nose, yet very perky, someone unfamiliar might think she had minor work done. Sexy red lips, not wearing lipstick; the natural blood-red color was gorgeous yet not vulgar or coquettish.

Such a supreme woman, now lying drunkenly in front of him, and yet he was able to remain composed. Lin Chuan was somewhat proud of himself. Or perhaps, Tang Yumeng was that kind of goddess in his mind who should not be desecrated. She was beautiful, but she did not belong to him. That was unquestionable. Their social statuses were worlds apart. It was predestined.

"Sister… you are truly beautiful." Lin Chuan stared at Tang Yumeng, somewhat transfixed.

Tang Yumeng had her eyes closed, appearing to be in considerable pain. Lin Chuan gently caressed her cheek, asking, "Why is there still a hint of pain in your heart?"

Looking at Tang Yumeng, finally, he couldn't help but lean down, wanting to kiss her.

It was a man's instinct, or perhaps nature. Just as Lin Chuan was about to kiss her cheek, Tang Yumeng suddenly shouted, "Tang Hao, no… no…"

That scream startled Lin Chuan.

"Sister, what's wrong…" Lin Chuan quickly embraced Tang Yumeng.

"Tang Hao…" Tang Yumeng's voice was mournful, heart-wrenching.

One could feel that this person named Tang Hao must be a very important person in Tang Yumeng's life, perhaps a lover or a family member. In any case, someone who could make her so heart-wrenching must be an indispensable part of her life. Only because of some reason had he left her, perhaps even died.

After experiencing that nightmare, Tang Yumeng finally woke up, slightly opening her eyes: "Tang Hao, is that you? Have you come to see your sister?"

"Sister… it's me, Lin Chuan." Lin Chuan helped Tang Yumeng sit up.

Tang Yumeng did not react for a moment. Wrapped in the quilt, she looked at the man in front of her: "You… how did you get into my room?"

"You were drunk, so…" Lin Chuan was flabbergasted.

"Get out, get out now." Tang Yumeng immediately roared.

Lin Chuan was startled, awkwardly saying, "Then… then I'm leaving, there's a cup of warm water next to you, drink it when you are back to yourself."

Having said that, Lin Chuan hurriedly left Tang Yumeng's home. As he came out, the cold wind swept in. Lin Chuan, with a cigarette in his mouth, walked slowly towards Changlin Community. Unknowingly, it was already late at night, few people were on the streets, and the cars were also gradually lesser.

After Lin Chuan left, Tang Yumeng leaned against the headboard, heartbroken, almost tortured by the nightmare day and night. Why did fate have to be so cruel? Why did fate take Tang Hao away from her, not even allowing her a peaceful sleep?

Tang Yumeng stared blankly at the cup next to her, steaming with heat. After snapping back to reality, she suddenly realized she might have done something wrong. She slowly hugged her legs, curling up, looking very dejected.

...

In the dead of midnight, it was extremely cold, and the piercing cold wind blew people numb.

Lin Chuan was smoking, relying only on his thin clothes to fend off the freezing wind outside. The street lights were dim, and there were few passersby; on such a cold night, no one was out for a stroll. On the street corners, various delicious night snacks and barbecues appeared, attracting quite a crowd to those food shops and barbecue stalls.

Not far away, a group of people was shoving each other, looking like two groups of people having a disagreement. Lin Chuan initially wanted to leave, but then, he suddenly heard a scream, a voice he found familiar. Wasn't that Nuo Xiaoxi's voice?

Lin Chuan hurried over and found that the two groups of thugs were fighting over Nuo Xiaoxi. One of them accidentally knocked the barbecue out of Nuo Xiaoxi's hands, and inadvertently knocked her down, provoking her scream.

As Lin Chuan rushed over, the two groups were still fighting fiercely. Lin Chuan helped Nuo Xiaoxi up: "Xiao Xi, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Nuo Xiaoxi shook her head, and asked, "Brother Lin, what are you doing here?"

"Just passing by." Lin Chuan asked, "What's going on here? How did you get mixed up with these people?"

"They are bullying me!" Nuo Xiaoxi said, with tears in her eyes, holding her arm.

By this time, the two groups had stopped, and more than ten people surrounded Lin Chuan and Nuo Xiaoxi. A dude with dyed yellow hair, holding a baseball bat, shouted, "Who the hell are you? This chick is ours today. I suggest you scram."

Lin Chuan flicked his cigarette butt away, smiled, and asked, "Talking so arrogantly, who do you follow?"

"Damn, you'd be scared stiff if I told you." The guy with yellow hair sneered, "Let me tell you, my big brother is Mr. Hu, also known as the Northeast Tiger."

"The Northeast Tiger has such pathetic lackeys?" Lin Chuan sneered, "I thought the Northeast Tiger was a real man. Didn't expect he would have such lackeys. It's quite an eye-opener, really."

"Motherfucker, you're seeking death." The yellow-haired guy was enraged.

He swung his baseball bat towards Lin Chuan, but Lin Chuan's hand moved like lightning, instantly seizing the baseball bat. His grip was like iron, and no matter how hard the yellow-haired guy tried, he couldn't wrestle the bat back from Lin Chuan, which angered him: "Go to hell."

He gritted his teeth and kicked over.

Lin Chuan's lips slightly curved upwards as his right hand instantly caught the opponent's ankle.

Boom...

In that instant, a murderous look flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes. With a raise of his leg, a surging power flowed through every joint and structure of Lin Chuan's body, converging toward his legs. When that kick landed on the yellow-haired guy's chest, he was sent flying like a cannonball. He hit the ground ten meters away and rolled another five or six meters.

"Ssss…"

The rest were dumbfounded, never having seen someone fight so fiercely and efficiently. They were all taken aback.

"Knife, get the knife…" a bunch of punks rushed over.

The yellow-haired guy had already passed out. A few guys picked him up and quickly fled, still shouting as they left, "Kid, dare to stay if you have the guts. I'll call people to kill you later."

These guys, while running away, still kept on boasting. Lin Chuan disdainfully spat.

Only after those people ran away did Nuo Xiaoxi finally muster the courage, "I'm sorry for the trouble."

"A bunch of useless trash." Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Remember to come to me if you have trouble in the future."

"I had to leave in a hurry last time, I didn't even know your name." Nuo Xiaoxi looked at Lin Chuan awkwardly.

"My name is Lin Chuan." Lin Chuan replied.

"Brother Lin, I've saved up 3,000 yuan here and want to pay you back first." Nuo Xiaoxi hastily took out a stack of warm banknotes from her inner pocket.

"I already told you that you don't have to pay back the money. Besides, I tore up the IOU." Lin Chuan smiled.

"No, I must repay." Nuo Xiaoxi looked at Lin Chuan firmly, saying, "Brother Lin, my father has always taught me to be honest and decent. If I owe someone, I must repay it. I hope you accept it."

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