Chapter 252: Fighting

Bai Shunan posted a photo on her social media feed; in the photo was her pair of slender, beautiful hands, with a delicate but high-class ring on her ring finger, and the text read: As shown.

Needless to say, everyone knew she was getting married.

Needless to say, everyone knew the person she was marrying was definitely Gu Yunting.

Everyone glanced at Ling Feng, and because they were being too cautious, it looked like pity.

Ling Feng laughed out loud: "Why are you all looking at me? Am I such an easily hurt person? Sigh, actually, I knew from the beginning that her heart wasn't with me; it was my own wishful thinking. Look, haven't I come back all these years? I know, there's no result."

Everyone then raised their wine glasses and clinked them with his to show comfort.

There was no need to say anything else; the more they said, the more it would make him lose face.

Ni Xianglei suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, I saw Nana the day before yesterday. She was shopping with a man, and that man looked a bit familiar."

Bai Shuruo said: "It must be Meng Ze."

"He is Meng Ze?" Ni Xianglei had met Meng Ze a few years ago, but his impression wasn't deep, and he wasn't a gossipy person.

Ni Xianglei added: "I saw the two of them being quite intimate; it feels like good news is also near."

Bai Shuruo said: "They should be in the middle of a passionate romance."

A girl like Nana should be able to warm Meng Ze's heart.

The topic had originally shifted, but who knew Ni Xianglei would suddenly add another sentence: "Then it seems only Ling Feng is left now. Ling Feng, you aren't young anymore, hurry up."

Ling Feng said indifferently: "I'm only 35."

"Once a man passes 40, his sperm vitality isn't as good as before; be careful about not being able to have children."

"That's for ordinary men. Am I an ordinary man? If I walk down the street now, who can tell I'm 35?"

Bai Shuruo quickly said: "No, no, Ling Feng looks at most 29."

Ling Feng said: "So, what am I rushing for? There's simply no need to rush."

That night.

Ling Feng didn't know why he went to that familiar bar again.

He hadn't been there for a long time.

For one, he had been busy with work for a while, and for another, he was afraid of seeing Mou Lili, but tonight, he was extremely eager to see Mou Lili.

It wasn't that he missed her; he just wanted something to happen to numb himself.

Of course, if she was willing.

Ling Feng was never a person who would force a woman.

The bar was very noisy tonight; it seemed like someone was having a conflict.

Ling Feng leaned in to look and saw a group of people dressed like thugs whistling at the stage, harassing the person singing.

And the person singing happened to be Mou Lili.

Mou Lili was used to this kind of scene; she ignored the thugs below and continued singing.

Seeing that Mou Lili ignored them, one of the thugs who was drunk went up and wanted to pull at her.

The bar had security, so under normal circumstances, the singers on stage wouldn't have any trouble.

However, the drunkard's movements were too fast; he went up and tried to grope her chest, but was fiercely slapped by Mou Lili.

The group of thugs was enraged and swarmed up; some grabbed wine bottles, some carried chairs, wanting to go up and beat Mou Lili.

The people accompanying Mou Lili panicked and all shrank back.

As a result, before the security guards could stop them, someone suddenly rushed up.

"Let's see who dares to make a move!"

Ling Feng blocked in front of Mou Lili.

Seeing Ling Feng, Mou Lili asked: "What did you come here for?"

"To drink, is that not allowed?"

Without waiting for the little thugs to come up, Ling Feng grabbed a nearby chair and started fighting with them.

Whether it was because he was in a bad mood or he really couldn't stand seeing Mou Lili being bullied, Ling Feng struck extremely hard; one of the thugs was very close to him, and his head was cracked open.

Of course, Ling Feng didn't suffer little either; he also took a wine bottle hit, only his head didn't break.

He also discovered that Mou Lili fought even harder; she kicked one of the thugs in the inner thigh.

Later, the security guards rushed up, and after that, the police arrived.

An hour later, Ling Feng and Mou Lili were both taken to the police station to give statements.

Ling Feng didn't want to use his family's connections, so this interrogation lasted until the second half of the night, until the police determined that Ling Feng and Mou Lili were acting in self-defense and let them go.

They went in at midnight, and when they came out, the sky was already bright.

Ling Feng looked at the white of dawn on the horizon and asked Mou Lili: "Where do you plan to go next?"

Mou Lili said: "Go home."

"I performed a righteous act last night and even helped you fight; aren't you going to treat me to a meal or something?"

Mou Lili glanced at Ling Feng sideways and said with a smile: "You looked like you were in a bad mood last night and came to vent. I've seen too many people like you. You want me to thank you? You should be thanking me, right?"

Ling Feng didn't mind and said: "Fine, then I'll thank you. Anyway, it's dawn, how about I treat you to breakfast?"

Mou Lili quickly agreed: "Sure."

It was still early, and restaurants weren't open yet, but there were plenty of breakfast stalls on the roadside selling steamed buns and wontons.

Mou Lili pointed at the wonton stall and asked Ling Feng: "Do you want to eat at this kind of roadside stall?"

"Why wouldn't I be able to eat here?" Ling Feng sat down himself.

Mou Lili sat down opposite him and shouted to the owner: "Two bowls of wontons."

This was a small square table that could just fit two people; the stools were plastic, and it was quite difficult for someone as big as Ling Feng to sit down.

Mou Lili could not help but smile.

Ling Feng asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at how funny you are; the way you look right now is like an elephant sitting on a small stool."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"A little bit, maybe." Then Mou Lili asked again, "Tell me, why were you in a bad mood yesterday?"

"Guess."

"Do I even need to guess? Given your situation, it must be a heartbreak."

"Why can I only be heartbroken? Can't I have other troubles? For example, things regarding my career, or... things regarding money."

Mou Lili sneered, "Are you that kind of person, Young Master Ling? Troubles like career and money could never happen to you. If you're unhappy at work, you can just quit; you aren't short on money. If someone like you were to be short on anything, it could only be something money can't buy, like love."

Ling Feng said, "Listening to you say that, it seems I am someone who doesn't know how lucky he is."

"Isn't that the case?" Mou Lili looked at him with disdain: "Someone like you shouldn't force yourself to write poems about sorrow for the sake of love. Take last night, for example; even if you had killed someone, there would be people to cover for you and get you out."

The boss brought over the wontons, and upon hearing their conversation, he glanced at them suspiciously; thinking of how they had just come from the nearby police station, he couldn't help but shiver.

Ling Feng hurriedly said, "Don't say things like that; my family doesn't have that kind of power, and we certainly wouldn't do such a thing. That is illegal."

"What were you doing at the bar last night?" Mou Lili asked again.

"Naturally, looking for you."

"Looking for me for what?" Mou Lili asked.

A hint of ambiguity lingered between the two of them, spreading just like the aroma of the wontons.