Chapter 569: Tonight, stay with me

Lin Yuan heard her suggestion and froze for a moment.

Immediately, Lin Yuan lowered his head…… and thought seriously.

Finally, he slowly shook his head.

"Forget it." Lin Yuan shook his head and said, with a hint of concern, "Men and women should not be intimate; if I move in, it would be inconvenient for me, and you would feel uncomfortable too. The trouble of giving you a ride is nothing; you don't need to worry about it."

After saying that, he nodded at Yin Yirou and added another reminder.

"Remember to lock the door; if anything happens, call me anytime."

After saying that, Lin Yuan turned and strode away.

Yin Yirou stood at the doorway, watching his silhouette gradually disappear into the darkness of the stairwell; her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything more……

Yin Yirou gently closed the door, feeling both loss and gratitude toward Lin Yuan in her heart.

……

Over the next few days, life seemed to return to calm.

Lin Yuan continued to pick up and drop off Yin Yirou on time every day.

On the road…… they occasionally chatted about trivial matters, but most of the time they remained silent.

There was also no abnormality around the Safe House.

At the plainclothes outpost, the plainclothes officers patrolled daily and reported no suspicious activity.

It seemed as if the earlier attack had merely been a startling interlude.

But Lin Yuan's vigilance did not relax in the slightest.

Especially when driving to pick up and drop off Yin Yirou, Lin Yuan always felt a faint gaze from some hidden corner watching them.

Sometimes it was when passing through a narrow alley……

Sometimes it was while waiting at a red light……

That gaze was icy and sharp, fleeting.

Each time Lin Yuan followed the sensation and turned his head to look, he could only see passing pedestrians and vehicles, finding no trace of anything abnormal.

"Maybe I'm just too sensitive." Lin Yuan consoled himself each time.

Yet he still unconsciously sped up, trying to avoid deserted, remote stretches.

Lin Yuan drove, focusing his attention intensely on the surroundings, fearing to miss any sign of danger.

Yin Yirou, sitting in the passenger seat, could also sense Lin Yuan's tension.

She spoke little, just sitting quietly; occasionally she stole a glance at Lin Yuan's focused profile, her heart full of reliance.

Yet this tranquility was completely shattered on the evening of the fifth day……

That day…… Lin Yuan picked up Yin Yirou from work, having just driven away from the street where the Forensic Center is located.

Lin Yuan turned the car onto a secluded side road leading to the Safe House.

Tall plane trees lined both sides of the road, their lush foliage blocking the evening sunlight completely.

The road was mottled with shadows, pedestrians scarce, making it especially quiet.

Lin Yuan was concentrating intensely on driving……

A flicker in his peripheral vision suddenly caught several fast-moving black shapes in the rearview mirror.

Lin Yuan's heart tightened; he was about to warn Yin Yirou.

Then he heard a piercing motorcycle engine roar from behind!

"Buzz——"

The motorcycle roar grew louder and closer, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

Almost simultaneously, four black motorcycles burst out from under the plane trees on either side, fanning out to surround the sedan!

Lin Yuan slammed the brakes; the Tesla sedan came to an instant halt.

The motorcyclists were all wearing black hooded sweatshirts!

Their faces were covered with masks and sunglasses, revealing only a pair of icy eyes; their features were unrecognizable.

As the motorcycles stopped, the riders simultaneously swung their legs off, moving in perfect unison, each gripping a steel pipe that flashed with a cold light!

This group advanced toward the car.

Yin Yirou was so frightened her whole body stiffened, her pretty face instantly turning deathly pale.

She instinctively gripped the seatbelt at her side, her voice trembling: "Lin Yuan…… they……"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Lin Yuan spoke in a steady tone, reaching out to pat her shoulder to comfort her.

Lin Yuan's eyes, however, were icy as he fixed his gaze on the approaching bandits outside the window.

Lin Yuan's aura instantly turned icy.

He knew these people were hardly ordinary thugs; judging from their movements and aura, they were very likely remnants of the Thunder Tiger Sect.

Lin Yuan hesitated not at all, pushed open the car door and stepped out, then pulled the door shut behind him.

He positioned himself in front of the Tesla sedan.

"Thunder Tiger Sect remnants, right? I've been waiting for you." Lin Yuan stared at the gang, his voice cold.

The leader shouted angrily and swung his steel pipe first, smashing it toward Lin Yuan.

The steel pipe whistled through the air, heading straight for Lin Yuan's head!

The gang struck fast and ruthlessly.

Lin Yuan lightly shifted his foot, his body agilely sidestepping!

The steel pipe "bang!" hit the empty ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, the other thugs also rushed forward……

Steel pipes came at Lin Yuan from all directions.

Lin Yuan showed no panic whatsoever, relying on speed and reflexes far beyond ordinary people, he weaved and maneuvered through the dense attacks.

He was able to precisely dodge every lethal attack each time.

At the same time, his hands were not idle; as soon as he found an opening, he struck back!

Each punch landed solidly, every strike carrying strong force.

"Ah!" Before a bandit could finish swinging his steel pipe, Lin Yuan seized his wrist and gave it a slight twist!

Only a crisp "crack" was heard; the bandit's wrist dislocated instantly, the steel pipe fell to the ground, he screamed in pain and curled up on the ground rolling.

This sight made the other bandits pause for a moment, a hint of apprehension flashing in their eyes.

But they did not retreat; they continued to frenziedly attack Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's eyes turned cold; he no longer held back, and his offense became even more fierce.

All that could be seen was his form flashing, and he had already rushed behind a bandit!

He slammed his elbow hard into the bandit's back; the bandit grunted, spat out bitter fluid, and collapsed straight down.

In just a few short minutes, the four bandits were beaten into disarray by Lin Yuan…

Two were seriously injured and fell to the ground; the other two also suffered various injuries, their steel pipes already tossed aside.

The leader of the bandits saw the attack fail; he knew that continuing would only bring greater loss.

"Retreat!" the bandit leader decisively shouted in a low voice.

As soon as his words fell, the bandits, without another word, turned sharply and scattered toward the roadside.

Lin Yuan's figure burst forth in a flash, attempting to chase after them!

But what made Lin Yuan's pupils contract sharply was… the bandits, while running, suddenly exerted force with their feet!

Their bodies… actually leapt up lightly, gliding over the low wall at the roadside like sheets of paper, movements light and swift!

This, clearly, is the lightness skill of an ancient martial artist!

A group of bandits, without missing a beat, borrowed force and leapt again…

Their silhouettes vanished behind the dense foliage of the parasol trees…

Only two swift, receding black shadows remained.

Lin Yuan did not rashly pursue, for he knew the speed of lightness skill was extremely fast.

A rash pursuit might lead him into the enemy's trap; this could be a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Furthermore, Lin Yuan was more worried about the safety of Yin Yinrou left in the car.

After confirming the bandits had completely disappeared, Lin Yuan then turned back to the car, opened the door and peered inside.

Yin Yinrou's pretty face remained pale, fear still lingering in her beautiful eyes.

But when she saw Lin Yuan return safely, her anxious heart instantly eased.

Yin Yinrou's eye sockets slightly reddened: "Lin Yuan, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Lin Yuan shook his head, his tone relaxing a bit, "Don't be afraid, they've already fled."

Saying that, he slipped into the driver's seat, started the car, "I'll first take you back to the Safe House; this place isn't safe."

……

Tesla continued driving toward the Safe House.

Having just experienced that assassination attempt, Lin Yuan became even more cautious at this moment.

He drove, constantly watching the rear street.

Fearful of being followed.

Inside the cabin, the atmosphere remained somewhat heavy.

Yin Yinrou's hand, clutching the corner of her clothing, had not yet fully relaxed.

She had been silent for a long time; she finally could not hold back, her voice trembling with unresolved fear: "They… are they remnants of the Thunder Tiger Gate?"

Lin Yuan gripped the steering wheel, his gaze fixed intently on the road ahead; hearing this, he gave a slight nod.

Lin Yuan said solemnly: "Yes. Their movements bear clear traces of ancient martial arts techniques, especially that last lightness skill—something ordinary thugs could never master; most likely they are people of the Thunder Tiger Gate."

Upon receiving the affirmative answer, Yin Yinrou's pretty face instantly turned deathly pale.

Her lips trembled slightly, and fear welled up again in her beautiful eyes.

Indeed, they were people of the Thunder Tiger Gate; those nightmare-like attacks were no coincidence, and they truly had not abandoned their pursuit of her.

She instinctively shrank back against the seat, her fingertips icy; her mind kept replaying the cold gleam of the steel pipe's swing and the bandits' icy gazes.

The car proceeded smoothly all the way; the two said nothing more, and only the steady breathing and faint engine sound remained inside the cabin.

Soon, the car arrived at the residential area where the Safe House was located.

Lin Yuan parked the car steadily downstairs, checked that the surroundings were normal, then signaled Yin Yinrou to get out.

The two walked side by side into the hallway; the motion-sensor light came on instantly, illuminating the narrow passage.

Upon reaching the Safe House door, Yin Yinrou took out her key to open it; her fingers trembled from nervousness, and it took two tries before she inserted it into the lock.

The moment the door opened, warm light poured out from inside, yet it could not dispel the chill in her heart.

Yin Yinrou turned around, looking at Lin Yuan who was about to turn and leave.

She moved her lips, as if making a great resolution, her voice choked with pleading: "Lin Yuan… tonight… can you stay here? Can you not leave? I… I'm afraid."

The assassination attempt just now was too perilous; the silhouettes of those people and the sound of their steel pipes swinging… still lingered in her mind, making her utterly unable to stay alone.

Especially thinking that the opponent was a powerful ancient martial artist who could appear again at any moment.

Yin Yinrou's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Lin Yuan halted his steps, gazing at Yin Yinrou's pallid face and reddened eye sockets, a feeling of reluctance welled up in his heart.

He remained silent for a long time; the earlier concern of "men and women should not be intimate" flashed through his mind, but thinking again of the bandits' ferocity and the Thunder Tiger Gate's tenacity…

And Yin Yinrou's helplessness when facing danger alone… all those concerns.

In an instant, Lin Yuan threw everything to the back of his mind.

Lin Yuan knew that leaving now would not guarantee Yin Yirou's safety at all.

Finally, Lin Yuan slowly nodded, his tone solemn: "Okay, I'll stay."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, a flash of delight crossed Yin Yirou's beautiful eyes, and she was surprised.

Lin Yuan nodded, "Tonight I'll move in; from now on we'll live together, so I can better protect you."

Hearing this, the worry in Yin Yirou's heart instantly eased, and her beautiful eyes instantly became moist.

Yin Yirou was somewhat excited; she suddenly stepped forward and threw her arms around Lin Yuan: "Thank you, Lin Yuan."

At this moment, Lin Yuan was dazed.

This woman's delicate body was pressed tightly against Lin Yuan's embrace.

And her size is quite large.

So, it presses tightly against Lin Yuan's body.

That feeling...