The man was splashed with wine and immediately got stunned. It took him a while to come to his senses. Pointing at Leng Jing angrily, he roared, "How dare you splash wine on me!"
Leng Jing, however, was no longer afraid.
The man stood up and grabbed Leng Jing's hair, looking extremely ferocious. It seemed that he had done such things many times before. "How dare you play with me? I'll show you what the consequences are for playing with me!"
People around them were all looking over curiously because of the commotion. Some even pointed and whispered, but no one dared to step forward to help.
"Please help me. I'm begging you," Leng Jing pleaded to those around her, but no one came to her rescue.
Leng Jing held her own hair with one hand. She knew how disheveled she looked at that moment.
Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in the crowd. For the first time, she hoped that person wouldn't notice her.
Duan Lun had just finished dinner with a friend and was about to leave the restaurant.
His friend glanced at this side curiously and clicked his tongue twice.
Duan Lun took a casual look and then turned to leave.
Wait, that figure seemed familiar.
Duan Lun stopped. Thinking that although they weren't a couple, he still had a sense of righteousness.
He took a few quick steps forward, grabbed the man's hand, and punched him hard in the face without hesitation.
The man, in pain, immediately let go of Leng Jing.
Leng Jing felt as if her hair was about to be yanked out. Tears streamed down her face.
After knocking the man down, Duan Lun took off his coat and put it on Leng Jing. He half - hugged her and left the restaurant.
Leng Jing kept her head down all the time. She was always so glamorous, and had never been so disheveled before.
Duan Lun took Leng Jing to his car. Leng Jing tidied her hair and whispered, "Thank you."
Seeing that Leng Jing's clothes were dirty, Duan Lun drove to a nearby shopping mall.
At that moment, all Leng Jing wanted was to escape.
So when the car stopped, without even looking where they were, Leng Jing said, "Thank you. I'll leave first." Then she opened the door and got out.
Duan Lun got out of the car too and called out to her. "Hey, your clothes are all ruined."
Only then did Leng Jing notice that her dress was not only torn but also very dirty. Going out like this would surely make her a laughingstock.
"Let's go," Duan Lun pointed inside.
Leng Jing tightened the coat on her body and followed Duan Lun in.
She had been to this kind of place countless times, but this was the first time she was looked down upon by the shop assistants, and the first time she felt timid.
Leng Jing randomly picked a dress and went into the fitting room to change. When she came out and was about to pay, she realized that she hadn't brought her wallet today. She was about to take out her phone.
Duan Lun handed over a card.
"No, I'll pay myself."
Duan Lun gave the shop assistant a look, and the assistant quickly swiped the card and returned it to Duan Lun.
Leng Jing followed Duan Lun out of the shopping mall.
Duan Lun thought that Leng Jing seemed different from before today. She talked less and didn't seem as annoying as he had imagined.
After getting in the car, Leng Jing sat quietly without saying a word. It was Duan Lun who took the initiative to talk to her a few times, but because Leng Jing was in a bad mood, the conversation quickly died down.
The car stopped steadily outside the villa. Leng Jing quickly got out and ran into the villa. She went into her room. All that had happened today kept swirling in her mind. She grabbed the bed sheet in annoyance. How could he have seen her in such a disheveled state?
After a while, she sat up and took out her phone to call Zhai Cheng.
As soon as the call was connected, Leng Jing started complaining loudly. "Uncle, where did you find this blind - date guy for me? He's a real jerk! I was bullied!"
After listening for a few sentences, Zhai Cheng roughly understood what had happened. He hung up the phone and immediately asked his assistant to investigate. The result came out quickly.
In the underground parking lot.
Zhai Cheng kicked the man hard. The kick was precise and powerful!
"Mr. Zhai, please spare me. I didn't know she was your niece," the man pleaded. The matchmaker had only said she was a young lady from a good family. How could he have expected her to be related to Zhai Cheng? If he had known earlier, he would have surely curried favor with her. It would have been easier for him to make money in the future.
Zhai Cheng didn't say a word. He flexed his wrist and punched the man in the face. The man had just been beaten by Duan Lun and his injuries hadn't healed yet. Now, it was even worse. He was in great pain.
"This is a lesson for you. If there's a next time..."
"I dare not. I'll never do it again," the man knelt on the ground in fear.
Zhai Cheng threw the tissue in his hand and turned away.
Just as he got home, he saw Song Ge sitting in the living room. Her phone rang at that moment.
Song Ge didn't notice that Zhai Cheng had come back. She answered the phone, "Hello, senior."
Hearing the word "senior", Zhai Cheng got upset. He walked over.
Song Ge was startled. "Why are you back?"
Zhai Cheng didn't say a word. He pointed at the phone in her hand.
Only then did Song Ge remember that she was still on the phone. "What's up, senior?"
"Come to the hospital with Zhai Cheng tomorrow."
Song Ge got a bit nervous. She thought something had happened to Zhai Qintian. "What's wrong with Uncle?"
"Come to the hospital tomorrow. I'll explain in detail," the senior said.
"Okay," Song Ge hung up the phone and looked at Zhai Cheng. "The senior said we should go to the hospital tomorrow. It's probably about Uncle's illness..."
Zhai Cheng nodded. Suddenly looking serious, he asked, "Why did he call you instead of me?"
Song Ge knew he was jealous. She flattered him by holding his hand. "Since I know him, he probably thought it would be better to contact me first."
Zhai Cheng snorted. He looked quite cute.
Song Ge couldn't help pinching his face. "Alright, I promise I won't contact him on my own initiative in the future, unless it's really necessary."
"Okay, remember what you said," Zhai Cheng's expression improved a bit after hearing her promise.
The next day, Zhai Cheng drove them to the hospital. They first went to the ward.
Zhai Qintian had been recuperating in the hospital for several days, and his face looked a bit rosier.
Duan Lun had been busy, so Song Ge and Zhai Cheng had to stay in the ward and chat with Zhai Qintian.
It was not until noon that Duan Lun was free. He came to the ward to check on Zhai Qintian's condition, and then Song Ge and the others followed him out.
In the office, Zhai Cheng got straight to the point. "How is my father's condition exactly?"
Duan Lun opened the data on the computer and looked at it carefully. His tone was a bit solemn. "Uncle's cancer is already in the late stage..."
The late stage. Zhai Cheng knew what that meant. "Is there any other way to save him?"
Duan Lun shook his head. After all, there were very few cancer patients who could be cured at present.
Zhai Cheng felt dizzy. Although the doctor had told him before that Zhai Qintian didn't have much time left, he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. Now, even that last glimmer of hope was gone.