The City Hunter (Complete) - 3

Chapter Twenty: The Understanding Girl

Tang Shu and Zhang Ziwen met yesterday, and today they were much more familiar with each other. She immediately took
Zhang Ziwen 's arm, appearing poised and natural.

Zhang Ziwen, on the other hand, felt a little uncomfortable, as he felt that familiar fullness and firmness in her arm again,
but he certainly couldn't bear to pull his arm away.

"So, little girl, where shall we go for dinner?"

Tang Shu protested. "Brother Wen, didn't I tell you yesterday not to call me 'little girl'?"

"Hehe, yes, yes, Brother Wen forgot, I'm so sorry." Zhang Ziwen said with a smile, "Then from now on I
'll call you Xiao Shu, okay?"

"Okay, call me Xiao Shu." Tang Shu gave a sweet smile. "Brother Wen, dinner's on me tonight.
Just tell me what you like to eat."

"Hehe, so generous! I want fresh seafood." Zhang Ziwen teased her.

"Alright, then let's go to Jin Gang Bay to eat, the food there is quite good." Tang Shu
agreed .

"Little Shu." Zhang Ziwen quickly changed his tune before Tang Shu's glare, shaking his head and laughing
, "Really, Brother Wen was just teasing you. You really think I want to eat seafood?"

"It's nothing, as long as Brother Wen likes it, I'll eat whatever I want." Tang Shu looked at
him with her clear, beautiful eyes, her expression serious.

"Hehe, let's forget about it. How about we go eat hot pot? It's affordable and delicious, the soup is especially fresh."
At this point, Zhang Ziwen swallowed and said, "Brother Wen hasn't been there in a while, I really miss the taste." He even made a drooling face
at the end .

Zhang Ziwen's exaggerated gluttony amused Tang Shu, who couldn't help but laugh. She playfully said, "Brother Wen is a big glutton,
so let's go quickly, don't let our little cat go hungry."

After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, shaking uncontrollably. She laughed until she was exhausted, leaning even closer to
Zhang Ziwen's arm, as if she were putting all her strength into that strong arm.

Zhang Ziwen inwardly groaned at the sight. Tang Shu's alluring fragrance, youthful and beautiful
face , and the soft feel of her arms made him instinctively twitch his nose several times, unable to suppress
the turmoil in his heart

. The restaurant's reputation for "Little Mountain Delicacies Hot Pot" was evident from its popularity; the downstairs hall
was packed, and even the second floor was likely full if they arrived any later.

The two sat facing each other in their familiar spot, with Zhang Ziwen taking the lead. He ordered a chicken hot pot
with five kinds of mountain delicacies: red porcini mushrooms, trumpet mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, king oyster mushrooms, and chicken gizzard mushrooms. He also ordered a beer, and
when he asked Tang Shu what she wanted to drink, she ordered a beer as well.

Zhang Ziwen looked at Tang Shu with interest, finding her rather intriguing.

Her delicate face flushed slightly, and she pouted, "Oh, stop staring at me like that!"

"Can you drink that? This is beer," Zhang Ziwen said with a smile.

Tang Shu wrinkled her cute nose and said, "Why can't I drink? I'm a great drinker, don't underestimate me."

"Good that you can drink, hehe, then you'll have to drink a few more cups with Brother Wen." Zhang Ziwen didn't believe her at all. Looking at her
delicate appearance, she didn't seem like someone who could drink.

"Okay, then I'll drink with you. I'll drink as much as you drink, even baijiu is fine." Tang Shu
said without any modesty.

"Keep bragging, baijiu. Don't drink yourself into a stupor, or Brother Wen won't care about you and will just leave you here." Zhang Ziwen
teased her, hearing her so confident.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me, hmph, you underestimate me." Tang Shu pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, Brother Wen believes me. Here, let me fill your glass.
Let's have a drink!" Zhang Ziwen filled her glass with beer, raised it, and said with a mischievous grin, "The first glass is for you, Brother Wen. You have to drink it."

"Who's afraid of who?" Tang Shu picked up her beer glass and clinked it with his. Without saying a word, she downed the glass in one gulp.
Tang Shu wiped the beer foam from the corner of her lips and looked at Zhang Ziwen with a smug look, saying, "Your turn."

"Well done, Xiao Shu. I really didn't expect that. Okay, Brother Wen will drink this one too." Zhang Ziwen finished his beer
in one gulp.

"Here, fill it up." Tang Shu filled Zhang Ziwen's glass with beer and unceremoniously filled her own as well,
saying sweetly, "Brother Wen, should we drink this one too?"

"Heh, you're really going to keep me going. Alright, you can hold your liquor. Eat some food, don't just keep drinking."
Zhang Ziwen was too embarrassed to compete with a young girl in drinking.

"Alright, Brother Wen, just say the word if you want to toast with me, and I'll drink with you." Tang Shu
smiled , obediently picking up a piece of chicken from the soup pot and placing it in Zhang Ziwen's bowl.

Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "You eat too. Brother Wen is a big man, no need to take care of me."

"I wanted to get you some food," Tang Shu said, her face slightly flushed. She quickly reached into the soup
pot with her chopsticks to hide her shyness. Zhang Ziwen, however, buried his head in the chicken piece Tang Shu had put on his plate,
not noticing Tang Shu's shy expression.

Perhaps because they were both in a good mood, they ate with great relish. Not only were all the dishes gone, but
half of the soup in the pot was also finished. The soup was indeed delicious, and Tang Shu praised it highly, as if she had never enjoyed such a
delicacy .

Zhang Ziwen drank a whole bottle of beer by himself, showing chivalry by drinking half of it for Tang Shu
.

This made Tang Shu pout and complain that Zhang Ziwen was looking down on her. It wasn't his style to let a young girl treat him to the beer he bought, so Tang Shu did
n't argue, only saying that she should treat him next time. Zhang Ziwen smiled and agreed,
finding Tang Shu increasingly interesting and agreeing to his whims.

Just as they left the restaurant, Pang Dahai called, talking non-stop.
The noise from the phone was so loud that Zhang Ziwen tilted his head and said "hello" several times before finally understanding that he and another friend
were already waiting for him at the bar.

Seeing Tang Shu standing quietly to the side, Zhang Ziwen felt a little awkward, unsure how to start the conversation.
He couldn't just leave her there.

"Brother Wen, did your friend contact you?" Tang Shu seemed to notice his troubled expression.

"A friend called and asked me to come over, what do you think?" Zhang Ziwen hesitated, a little embarrassed in front of the beautiful Tang Shu.

Tang Shu smiled sweetly and said, "It's okay, just go if your friend asks. I'll just take a taxi home myself
."

"Are you sure you can go home alone? Or, I can take you home first." Tang Shu's understanding touched Zhang Ziwen.
He felt a little guilty.

"It's okay, it's not late, I can go back by myself. I'll go now." Tang Shu
waved , "Goodbye, Brother Wen." As Tang Shu turned around, a trace of reluctance flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Looking at Tang Shu's charming back, Zhang Ziwen felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't help but call out, "Little Shu."

Hearing the call, Tang Shu trembled slightly and turned around, "Brother Wen, you called me?"

"Hmm, do you have anything else to do tonight?"

"No, I'm going straight home."

"I... I mean, if you don't have anything else to do, I'd like to ask you to come to the bar with me." Zhang Ziwen said
this with a little difficulty.

"Is it convenient for me to come?" A hint of joy flashed in Tang Shu's eyes.

Zhang Ziwen nodded and said, "They're all my buddies, so it's not inconvenient at all. It's mainly up to you."

"If it's convenient, I'll go with Brother Wen." Tang Shu was a little shy, her voice
barely a whisper. Luckily, Zhang Ziwen had good and heard that she had agreed to go to

a place Hai Dafu mentioned that was quite far, spanning three districts. The taxi meter jumped to over 50 yuan after coming off the elevated road,
making Zhang Ziwen's heart pound. This person was strange; usually, she spent money lavishly without a care, but when she took a taxi and
saw the meter jumping so high, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Linhai Road was the most famous bar street in Zhonghai City. Bars of different styles lined the street, one
after another, their neon lights flashing with a dazzling light, enticing you to go inside and
explore .

Chapter Twenty-One: Mosquitoes, Fatty, and Daddy.

Babi Bar was one of the most famous bars on this street, much larger
and more expensive than the average bar. Even so, it was always bustling with people, some dressed strangely, others impeccably
. Bars were places that didn't care much about status or hierarchy; if you had money, even if you only
had a bottle of beer, you could spend the whole night there.

Zhang Ziwen wasn't interested in the men in the bar. He studied the scantily clad women, and found that their looks and
demeanor couldn't compare to the petite and charming Tang Shu beside him. Even their perfumes couldn't match the
intoxicating fragrance emanating from Tang Shu. Zhang Ziwen felt a little smug; having a stunning beauty by your side was
always something a man could be proud of.

The bar was already packed with people, and the air was filled with a mingled, indescribable smell.
For urbanites who are under a lot of work pressure and are constantly on the go, a bar is a great place to relax.
Freedom, indulgence, sensual pleasures, and a sense of mystery—this is why most urbanites love going to bars. One drink after another,
the music seems to never stop. A bar is always a place that exudes an ambiguous atmosphere, full of temptations, which can
unknowingly capture you with its decadent atmosphere and make you a member of the bar-going crowd.

Zhang Ziwen's hand had somehow found itself holding Tang Shu's soft, delicate hand. He didn't even notice
the secret delight in Tang Shu's beautiful eyes. Everything happened so casually that

it didn't take long for the two of them to find Hai Dafu
, who was drinking heavily, in an open-plan booth. On the glass rectangular table was a bottle of Chivas Regal that was more than half full. A third of the Chivas Regal had been mixed with a drink and filled
a pitcher, which was almost empty. He was currently playing dice with another guy, Wang Kai, and it seemed like
he was losing more than he was winning, judging from the beads of sweat on his forehead and his chubby face that was already flushed red.

As soon as Pang Dahai saw Zhang Ziwen, he stood up and yelled, "Damn, why are you so late?" He then
noticed a beautiful young woman smiling at him and quickly stopped himself from uttering the vulgar
word he was about to say, instead chuckling awkwardly, "Mosquito, who's this beautiful lady?"

It's true that a beautiful woman can instantly turn a man who's used to swearing into a gentleman, but the word
"Mosquito" made Zhang Ziwen a little embarrassed. Unfortunately, Tang Shu had already heard him, her eyes sparkling as she watched him
with a sly smile.

At this moment, Wang Kai also stood up, looking at Zhang Ziwen with a teasing expression, "What's wrong? Why aren't you
introducing this beautiful lady to your buddies? Still keeping her hidden away?" He then winked at Zhang Ziwen, his expression suggestive.

Tang Shu said with a charming smile, "My name is Tang Shu, it's a pleasure to meet you two brothers." She then waved to them
, greeting them with a graceful and poised demeanor.

"Oh, what a beautiful girl! How did she end up hanging out with you? It's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung."
Fatty Dahai said with an exaggerated expression of regret.

"Exactly," Wang Kai chimed in, "Hey beautiful, you'd better watch out. This mosquito isn't a
good guy. You'd better kick him out now, or he might bite you unexpectedly."

"Damn it!" Zhang Ziwen was both amused and exasperated by his two friends. "You two scoundrels, stop talking
nonsense How did I end up as friends with you guys? That's really unfair."

Zhang Ziwen turned to Tang Shu and said, "These two guys aren't good people. Don't listen to their nonsense."

Tang Shu smiled and remained silent, her beautiful eyes looking at the three of them. She found them quite amusing. Who talks about friends
like that? their expressions, they must tease and joke with each other all the time.

"Oh, right, let me introduce you." Zhang Ziwen pointed at Hai Dafu and said, "This is Hai Dafu. Look at
how fat he is, you can call him Fatty Sea."

The word "fat" made Hai Dafu roll his eyes at Zhang Ziwen.

"His name is Wang Kai." Zhang Ziwen continued to introduce Wang Kai, "You can call him Kaizi, the kind of
guy who gets taken advantage of by women."

This made Wang Kai extremely unhappy. He didn't care that there were beautiful women in front of him, and he couldn't pretend to be a gentleman anymore. He reached out and
made the internationally popular middle finger gesture.

Tang Shu greeted them with a sweet smile, "Brother Hai, Brother Kai, you two can call me Xiao Shu from now on."

"Hey!" Tang Shu called him "brother" twice, which made Hai Dafu and Wang Kai overjoyed and they answered at the same time. Tang Shu's sweet
voice

"Come sit down, Xiao Shu, sit down and talk. Can you drink? If you can, let's drink. Don't pay attention to that stinky mosquito." Fatty Dahai
found Tang Shu extremely pleasing to the eye and quickly invited her to sit down, leaving Zhang Ziwen aside.

"That's right, Dahai is right. Let the three of us drink and let that stinky mosquito cool off somewhere else." Kai Zi
firmly supported Fatty Dahai's suggestion this time.

Tang Shu glanced at Zhang Ziwen with her beautiful eyes and said, "Brother Wen, sit down too." After saying that, she pulled Zhang Ziwen to sit next to
her .

Zhang Ziwen was obviously used to the two friends teaming up to deal with him. He shook his head with a wry smile and sat down.
They told the bartender to bring them two more glasses.

In a bar, the atmosphere is always lively as long as there are beautiful women. These three grown men, who usually loved to banter and tease each other, were now all eager to impress each other with their drinking prowess. After all, it's just alcohol; if a man doesn't show off his heroism
in this , he's not a real man—a naive thought shared by most men. But what could they do? They were in a position where they couldn't back down, and all three shared the same thought: to get the other two drunk. A bottle of Chivas Regal mixed with a soft drink was downed in less than half an hour. Still in high spirits , they ordered another bottle, but Tang Shu insisted on paying first, making the three men a little embarrassed. "Brother Hai, Brother Kai, this is our first meeting. Come on, let me toast you," Tang Shu said, then turned to Zhang Ziwen sitting next to her. "Brother Wen, you too." She clinked glasses with them and downed her own drink first. A beautiful woman offered a toast, and the three men certainly didn't hesitate. After clinking glasses, they downed their drinks in one gulp. Hai Dafu, seeing that Tang Shu was both beautiful and straightforward, teased Zhang Ziwen, "Buddy, when did you and Xiao Shu meet? Why didn't you bring her out sooner? You've kept it so secret, you'd better tell me honestly how you managed to win her over. Otherwise, you'll have to drink three cups as punishment." "What secret? What do you mean by 'win her over'?" Zhang Ziwen, afraid that Pang Dahai had drunk too much and was talking nonsense, quickly said, "Xiao Shu and I have only known each other for two days. Don't talk nonsense here, there's nothing between us. Don't scare her." "Oh, you still won't admit it." Kai Zi interjected with a wicked grin, "Look at how nervous you are. You dare to say there's nothing ? No way, you have to tell the truth, or I'll never forgive you." "Yeah, Kai's right. I'm not saying I'm not finished with you, but how about three drinks as punishment? You better watch out." Fatty Dahai pressed his advantage, ordering three empty glasses and filling them to the brim. Even though the liquor was mixed with a soft drink, it was still quite potent. Drinking like this, even Zhang Ziwen, with his good alcohol tolerance, probably wouldn't be able to handle it. It seemed these two rascals were deliberately trying to get Zhang Ziwen drunk . "Damn it, you two scoundrels, you're not being fair! How can you drink like this? You're cheating and playing dirty tricks!" Zhang Ziwen protested loudly. "That's right, we like playing dirty tricks. A correct answer gets a prize, how about another drink?" Fatty Dahai squinted and gave a sly smile. "Brother Hai," who had been smiling as he watched Tang Shu tease them, said, "Actually, Brother Wen was just saving ..." "Never mind," Zhang Ziwen interrupted Tang Shu, "I've finished my drink, you two rascals, remember this, hmph." He then picked up a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp. When he put the empty glass down, he frowned slightly; a full glass downed like that didn't seem to be very pleasant. There was no way he could tell these two rascals about being a hero, especially Hai Dafu, who loved to tattle. He might just turn around and call He Li, who strictly forbade him from hurting anyone, especially not two policemen. The case wasn't closed yet; if she found out, who knew what would happen? Just as Tang Shu was about to pick up her second glass, she quickly grabbed his hand and looked at Hai Dafu and Zhang Ziwen, saying, "Brother Hai, Brother Kai, can I drink for Brother Wen?" Her expectant eyes made it impossible for them to refuse. Kai Zi was the first to nod. His nickname wasn't given lightly in front of beautiful women, and he readily agreed, saying, "Xiao Shu, if you want to help, then help. Otherwise, people will say we're ganging up on you." He then gave Zhang Ziwen a suggestive look, as if to say, " You two haven't done anything yet? The beauty's willing to drink for you, and you still won't admit it?" (Chapter 22: Police Inspection) Kai Zi nodded in agreement, and Pang Dahai didn't press Tang Shu further: "Xiao Shu, I'll give you face today and let him off the hook, but are you sure you can handle it? This wine has a strong aftereffect." Pang Dahai's tone was unusually gentle, a departure from his usual rough manner. Perhaps feeling that Zhang Ziwen was quite lucky with women, Pang Dahai sighed again, somewhat resentfully, and said to Kai Zi, " Look at that young couple, so sweet together. You need to work harder, don't let women treat you like a fool all the time. Learn from them , a mosquito that bites is a good mosquito. Look at that guy, he only bites the tender and fresh ones." His words were earnest and earnest, while also subtly criticizing Zhang Ziwen. Kai immediately adopted a humble and attentive demeanor, expressing his determination to learn from Comrade Zhang Ziwen. The two of them then proceeded to playfully tease Zhang Ziwen, not forgetting to urge him and Tang Shu to finish their remaining two glasses of wine. Their back-and-forth banter made Tang Shu giggle, feeling a mix of joy and sweetness as they described her close relationship with Zhang Ziwen. Zhang Ziwen, on the other hand, wore a bitter expression, as . Trying to explain himself to his two mischievous friends only made things worse, so he could only force a smile and down another glass of wine. After all this commotion, the second bottle was quickly finished. Usually, a third bottle would follow . This time, Tang Shu tried to pay the bill but couldn't. Seeing Hai Dafu glaring at her with his small eyes, though he was faking it , she had no choice but to abandon the idea of paying for the three grown men. When half of the third bottle of liquor was finished, except for Tang Shu, who had drunk less and remained sober, Zhang Ziwen and the other two were already quite drunk . Just then, all the lights in the bar suddenly came on, the music stopped abruptly, and the bar manager : "Ladies and gentlemen, friends, in order to maintain a clean bar atmosphere, the police are conducting a surprise inspection. Please cooperate. We apologize for any inconvenience caused." As soon as he finished speaking, some thugs selling ecstasy and ketamine began to sneak towards the restrooms. Finding that the restrooms were already blocked by plainclothes officers , they hurriedly scrambled to find places to hide the drugs. The entire bar erupted in boos, whistles, and shouts, and the scene became chaotic. "Everyone, please be quiet. This is a surprise inspection by the police. Please cooperate, sit down, and do not move around to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings." A pleasant, sweet female voice came through the microphone. There were quite a few police officers. The entrance, the restrooms, and other areas were all under control. It seemed that tonight was a planned anti-drug operation. Seven or eight police officers were divided into ten groups and began to conduct separate inspections. Zhang Ziwen, Hai Dafu, and Wang Kai were slumped back on the sofa, their heads They barely paid attention to what the police were saying during the inspection, their breath reeking of alcohol as if it were a half-night break. Several police officers came to their booth. One of them, seeing Zhang Ziwen slumped on the sofa, made a sound of recognition, clearly knowing him. This was the same officer , the one with the badge that read "Probationary Inspector Yang Wei," badge number 9090980.

Yang Wei's eyes lit up when he saw the beautiful Tang Shu standing next to Zhang Ziwen. This was a true beauty. He mentally
compared her to the beautiful Inspector Wu Min, finding them equally stunning. However, the young woman before him possessed a gentle and
charming allure , while his superior was a cold, aloof beauty. He wondered why this beautiful girl was with Zhang Ziwen, this
hoodlum. A sense of resentment crept into Yang Wei's heart.

With a beautiful woman present, Yang Wei naturally had to make a good impression. With a stern face, he ordered Zhang Ziwen and the other two, "You, you,
and you, show us your IDs! Hurry up!" He displayed his police authority to the fullest, demanding to check their
identities.

Yang Wei's stern expression changed quickly, and he smiled at Tang Shu, saying, "Miss
, could you please show me your ID as well? It's routine, please cooperate." Standard civilized law enforcement,
except that Zhang Ziwen and the others didn't receive such treatment.

"I didn't bring it," Tang Shu said, somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude towards Zhang Ziwen and the others. Her ID was in her bag, and
she didn't want to show it to him.

"Is that so?" Yang Wei was a little disappointed. He hadn't seen her ID card,
so he didn't know her name, age, or even home address. Yang Wei gestured to the policeman next to him to hand over the logbook and said, "Why don't you
write this down, Miss?"

"How about this," Tang Shu interrupted him, "I'll give you a business card. If you want to know anything,
just contact my lawyer. Here's the business card." Tang Shu took the business card out of her handbag and handed it to Yang Wei.

The beautiful young woman in front of him was no ordinary person; she even had a private lawyer. Yang Wei reluctantly accepted the business card and turned
to glare at Zhang Ziwen and the other two: "Where are your ID cards? What are you dawdling for?"

"Heh, I didn't bring them. Don't you have my information? Why do you need ID cards?" Although Zhang Ziwen was a little
drunk, he still recognized Yang Wei. He had no intention of cooperating with this loser policeman.

"Heh heh, coincidence, I didn't bring mine either." Hai Dafu muttered. He was already a little drunk, and coupled with
his dissatisfaction with Yang Wei's tone, he closed his eyes and pretended to be drunk.

Kai Zi was too lazy to even speak, lying back on the sofa and snoring, feigning ignorance. Even Tang Shu
could tell he was pretending to be asleep.

The three's lack of cooperation infuriated Yang Wei, who roared, "What kind of attitude is this? Didn't you bring it? If you didn't bring it
, come with me to the police station to assist with the investigation."

"Fine," Zhang Ziwen said lazily, tilting his head, "We're a few of us drunk and can't walk
. Could you please call someone to carry us?"

"Heh heh," Yang Wei sneered, "Zhang Ziwen, you're asking for trouble. This is obstructing official business,
going against the government, so don't blame us police for being impolite."

"You guys," Yang Wei ordered the officers beside him, "Cuff all three of them,
all behind their backs! They're drunk, drag them all out."

"What are you doing? You're not allowed to do this!" Tang Shu saw Yang Wei ordering the police to use force and quickly stepped in front of them
.

"Xiao Shu, move aside." Zhang Ziwen staggered to his feet. "Move aside, I want to see
how they handcuff me today." He reached out to pull Tang Shu away.

"No! I won't let you." Tang Shu stubbornly shook off his hand. She knew Zhang Ziwen's fighting skills; if they really fought,
the consequences would be serious.

"Will you let me or not?" Zhang Ziwen stared at Tang Shu with slightly red eyes. He was a little drunk, his blood
was boiling. He disliked Yang Wei intensely. Last time in the detention center, this lousy cop had slapped him hard on the head.
He couldn't find a chance to get revenge, and today, fueled by alcohol, he was ready to teach Yang Wei a lesson. At worst, he'd go back to jail.

"Brother Wen," Tang Shu turned around and saw him glaring fiercely at her. She called out softly. She knew
what Zhang Ziwen wanted to do to the police.

Tang Shu suddenly turned and hugged Zhang Ziwen tightly, pleading softly, "No, Brother Wen, no." She hugged him tightly,
her beautiful eyes welling up with tears.

Seeing Tang Shu hugging Zhang Ziwen, Yang Wei felt a surge of anger: "What are you all standing there for? Make your move!"

Several policemen pulled out handcuffs and surrounded them. One of the officers reached out to pull Tang Shu away, trying to separate
the two, but his wrist was firmly gripped by another hand, like a steel vise. A
sharp , and the officer cried out in pain.

It was obvious that Zhang Ziwen had intervened.
Tang her off, but his hand could still move.

"Brother Wen, please don't, don't do it!" Tang Shu cried out softly.

At the same time, a voice rang out: "Stop! Stop it all!" The voice was clear and pleasant. Hearing this,
the policemen stopped simultaneously.

Zhang Ziwen recognized the voice immediately. It was so familiar—Wu Min, the beautiful Inspector Wu Min.
It was a small world; his nemesis had arrived. Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly and released the officer's wrist.

"It's you again!" Wu Min recognized Zhang Ziwen and saw him being held tightly by a girl. "Zhang Ziwen,
what trouble are you causing now?"

"Causing trouble?" Zhang Ziwen rolled his eyes and said, "Who's causing trouble? I don't have time for that."

Wu Min hated his arrogant attitude the most. She glared at him and asked Yang Wei, "What's going on?"

Yang Wei moved closer to Wu Min, leaning close to her ear to tell her something, but Wu Min frowned and covered her ear,
saying, "Just say what you want to say. Do you have to lean close to my ear?"

Yang Wei was embarrassed. His chance to take advantage of the situation was completely ruined. He chuckled dryly, "This kid
is obstructing official business. He didn't hand over his ID and was also rude. We were just about to take him to the station."

"Zhang Ziwen, is that what happened?" Wu Min stared at him coldly with her beautiful eyes.

Zhang Ziwen shrugged, pursed his lips, and said, "Whatever he says, I have nothing to say."

Wu Min stared intently at him and said, "So you mean you not only obstructed official duties but also injured a policeman?"
Then she pointed to the policeman who had been given a minor lesson by Zhang Ziwen and said, "Did you hit him first?"

"No," Tang Shu, who was holding Zhang Ziwen, suddenly interjected, "He flirted with me first. My boyfriend just
removed his hand."

After saying this, Tang Shu blushed, her face flushed, truly breathtakingly beautiful. Referring to Zhang Ziwen as
her boyfriend, her shyness almost made her bury her face in his chest.

Zhang Ziwen was a little drunk and didn't pay attention to what she was saying. However, the intoxicating fragrance emanating from Tang Shu
kept filling his nostrils, making him instinctively sniff several times. The feeling of holding a soft, fragrant body in his arms...
It also caused a slight physical reaction in him, but he also somewhat enjoyed this subtle feeling. At this moment, how could he bear to
break free Tang Shu's tight embrace?

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Hidden Battle Between Beauties

"Is what she said true?" Wu Min asked the injured policeman. In fact, she already knew in her heart that
her subordinate would never do such a thing; asking was just a formality.

"I didn't, she's talking nonsense." The injured policeman's face turned red, whether from pain or
because he felt wronged.

"You dare to do it but not admit it? I saw you reach out and touch her face with my own eyes. Otherwise, why would her boyfriend grab your
hand ?" It was Kai Zi who spoke. When he should be awake, he would never sleep.

"Beautiful policewoman, I, Hai Dafu, testify with my integrity. He—" Fat Dafu pointed at the policeman and said,
"He did reach out and touch that girl. My eyes are definitely not deceiving me; I saw it very clearly."

Hai Dafu tried his best to appear honest, but unfortunately, his appearance, especially his small eyes,
gave people It would be more accurate to say he was a fat, rustic old man, absolutely untrustworthy.

Tang Shu started the conversation, and what began as obstructing official business escalated into a farce of police harassing a respectable woman.
Onlookers, eager for chaos, began to boo and jeer. Who in a bar hadn't had a few drinks? Emboldened by their intoxication, they disregarded
the police.

Wu Min glanced at Pang Dahai and Kai Zi; one fat, one thin, their faces purplish-red from alcohol, slumped on
the sofa—clearly not good people. Wu Min thought with disdain, these two were cut from the same cloth as that scoundrel
Zhang Ziwen .

Wu Min's gaze then swept over Zhang Ziwen, who was being held by the girl, his eyes slightly glazed with drunkenness, giving her a "
what can you do to me?" look. Wu Min gritted her teeth in hatred. For some reason, every time she saw this scoundrel
, she wanted to slap him across the face; only then could she feel relief.

Wu Min's gaze locked onto the girl who seemed to be framing her subordinate. Needless to say,
anyone who hung out with that scoundrel was a delinquent. And to cling so tightly to that scoundrel in public—what else could she be but a delinquent? Wu Min
felt a sudden, inexplicable disgust.

"Zhang Ziwen, do you think it's fun to play this game with the police?" Wu Min coldly
questioned .

"No fun," Zhang Ziwen shrugged. "Especially with you, it's even more pointless."

This last sentence, coupled with his nonchalant, ambiguous expression, gave Wu Min the urge
to pull out her gun and shoot him on the spot.

Seeing Wu Min trembling, clearly furious, Yang Wei whispered, "Inspector Wu, take Zhang Ziwen
and those two troublemakers back to the station and deal with them slowly."

"Hey, watch your mouth! Who are you calling scum?" Tang Shu, with her sharp ears, heard Yang Wei call Zhang Ziwen and the other two
scum and snapped, "Which department are you from? What's your badge number?" She released Zhang Ziwen,
pulled out her phone from her bag, and her beautiful eyes darted towards Yang Wei's badge.

Yang Wei inwardly cursed, quickly covering his badge with his hand. He remembered this pretty girl might be someone important,
with a private lawyer. He was still a probationary inspector; if he got a complaint, he'd likely be suspended for
another year . The government was currently promoting civilized law enforcement, prohibiting the use of insulting language against suspects;
it wasn't worth risking his life for such a small matter.

Seeing Yang Wei's tense expression, seemingly a little afraid of the delinquent girl, Wu Min's
heart skipped a beat when she looked again at Tang Shu, who had left Zhang Ziwen's arms. This girl was so beautiful! The image of the delinquent girl instantly
shattered , transforming her into a vibrant and youthful girl, a fresh and pure beauty
. Those beautiful, clear eyes were completely unrelated to the word "delinquent girl.

" "What do you do?" Wu Min asked Tang Shu, her tone always icy.

"Me?" Tang Shu tilted her head, thinking for a moment, and said, "I don't want to say. If there's anything, including
the matter of my three friends, you can directly contact my lawyer. Until things are cleared up, I reserve
the right to file a complaint against them." She then pointed to Yang Wei and the scapegoat policeman.

This girl's tone is just like that scoundrel's; could they be siblings? Wu Min wondered
to herself .

"Inspector Wu, this is her lawyer's business card," Yang Wei said, handing Wu Min the business card Tang Shu had given him earlier.

Wu Min glanced at it, frowned, and didn't take the business card. Her beautiful eyes fixed on Tang Shu, she said, "If
you the police work, you can file a complaint. But you know the consequences of making baseless accusations."

"Is that so?" Tang Shu shrugged her small shoulders and said sweetly, "What baseless accusations? I don't
know ." Perhaps influenced by Zhang Ziwen, Tang Shu even made the small gesture of shrugging her shoulders.

"You know what you were accusing just now, so I don't need to remind you," Wu Min replied coldly.

"So what? There are witnesses now, I'm the victim," Tang Shu said, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wu Min.
"As for the investigation and evidence collection, my lawyer will handle it. We can discuss the truth in court."

The two beauties were clearly locked in a battle of words, their arguments sharp and unwavering. The culprit,
Zhang Ziwen, was no longer involved. After Tang Shu released him, he lay back on the sofa,
watching the two beauties' silent battle with great interest.

Zhang Ziwen found Tang Shu increasingly intriguing. Her words to Wu Min were sharp and impeccable, as if she were extremely familiar with
legal procedures —a far cry from her previous gentle, submissive demeanor.

"Hmph," Wu Min scoffed, "Don't keep mentioning lawyers. Your complaint needs to be
believable. A girl claiming to have been publicly harassed by the police? How could you even make that up?" Wu Min thought
to herself , this girl, seemingly innocent, is shameless. With that scoundrel by her side, she can't be any better.
Thinking this, Wu Min's gaze towards Tang Shu turned contemptuous.

The intelligent Tang Shu understood the implication of Wu Min's words perfectly. Although annoyed, she
knew this wasn't the time to lose her temper. Her goal was to get Zhang Ziwen and the others out of trouble.
She didn't care what Wu Min thought of her.

"Officer, didn't you understand what I just said?" Tang Shu said calmly. "Whether you think I'm making this up
or lying, you can investigate. The court decides the outcome, not you."

"Also," Tang Shu paused for a moment, "there's really nothing serious tonight. I can
let it go, but I hope you police won't go too far with my friend. Making a big fuss about this won't benefit anyone."
"Fine, I'm thinking about your police reputation. If you really want to make a big fuss, I don't care. At most, you can let
the media expose it yourselves. The headlines will just be things like 'Police raid, using their position for personal gain, harassing a young girl,' which I
don't think is what you want to see."

Upon hearing Tang Shu's words, Wu Min gasped. Who was this girl? She
didn't , yet she was more troublesome than that scoundrel. Looking at her delicate appearance, Wu Min wondered
what was going on in her head, how she could come up with such words in the blink of an eye, even having already thought of the headlines.

What Tang Shu said was precisely the police's Achilles' heel. The police department was currently working on improving the police force's conduct; if it were exposed
by the media , the falsehood would become the truth, and the impact would be extremely negative.

Wu Min was a bit troubled by Tang Shu's combination of soft and hard tactics. She knew Tang Shu was indirectly threatening her, but
she couldn't do anything about it. She was leading the team tonight; if things escalated, she wouldn't mind taking responsibility. Fear gripped her; she desperately wanted to fight back,
but doing so would severely damage the reputation of the police.

Wu Min had to carefully consider Tang Shu's weighty words. She was right; it wasn't a big
deal to begin with. It was obvious that the scoundrel was deliberately causing trouble. Even if they put him in the police station, they couldn't do
anything . Fine, she'd let that wretched guy go tonight. Thinking this, Wu Min glanced at Zhang Ziwen,
who was staring at Tang Shu, his eyes unblinking, giving the impression of a lovesick fool. Who stares at
a girl like that

? Chapter Twenty-Four: Gentle

Tang Shu. Wu Min 's brows furrowed slightly. She cursed inwardly, "You lecherous scoundrel!" Her eyes flickered as she looked at Tang Shu and said,
"I've considered what you said earlier. As you said, it's not a big deal. We can all let it go and
let your friend off the hook, but I hope you won't cause any more trouble."

"Is it a deal?"

"It's a deal!"

"Alright, tonight I'll pretend nothing happened. You do your work, we'll continue drinking, and
we'll leave each other alone." A flicker of joy flashed in Tang Shu's eyes; she had finally gotten through the ordeal without serious injury.

The look in her eyes didn't escape Wu Min's notice, which made her very
uncomfortable
. She felt she had lost tonight's contest, but she didn't feel she had lost to the pretty girl in front of her, but rather to the scoundrel who always made her furious at the mere sight of him. She was resentful but helpless.

"Inspector Wu, is this it?" Yang Wei seemed even more unwilling than Wu Min.

Wu Min gave him a cold look, ignored him, and turned to Tang Shu, saying, "Alright, that's
it . Keep a close eye on your friend. We police have a responsibility to remind you to be careful about who you associate with. Don't
accidentally befriend bad people; it will be too late to regret it then." Wu Min always tried to avoid linking her to Zhang Ziwen;
perhaps Tang Shu looked too innocent. Even she herself found this well-intentioned reminder strange.

"Officer sister..." "The matter was resolved satisfactorily," Tang Shu said, changing her form of address: "I
know very well what kind of friends I make, but thank you for the reminder anyway. As for my friends, you don't need to
worry about it, Officer." Tang Shu's last sentence clearly showed she wasn't appreciating Wu Min's kindness.

There was no point in lingering there any longer. Wu Min glanced at Zhang Ziwen, seeing him still staring at Tang Shu in
a daze, and inwardly snorted. She said, "Let's call it a day," and the group gathered around the booth... The police officer, seeing the sky, was instantly happy and left, making sure everything
was clean and tidy. As Yang Wei left, he glared fiercely at Zhang Ziwen. Judging from his expression, the grudge
had deepened further tonight. Unfortunately, Zhang Ziwen didn't see his vicious look. At this moment, his
gaze towards Tang Shu was somewhat unfocused, complex, and even a little dazed.

After the police left, Tang Shu let out a long sigh. Turning around, she saw Zhang Ziwen sitting there, gazing at her intently, his eyes
seemingly filled with tenderness. Tang Shu's delicate face instantly flushed red, her beauty captivating, her shy yet joyful expression utterly endearing.
"

Brother Wen," Tang Shu called out shyly. With a soft moan, the girl's shyness was truly captivating. Not only did
Zhang Ziwen's heart flutter, but his two mischievous friends beside him also seemed to have tears welling up in their eyes, their lecherous faces exposed without a doubt.

Zhang Ziwen suddenly felt a desire to hug her, and involuntarily stretched out his arms: "Xiao Shu, come let Brother Wen hug you,"
the words blurted out, his voice trembling slightly.

Tang Shu was slightly taken aback. Seeing his serious expression and the lack of lecherous intent in his eyes, although his words seemed
abrupt , Tang Shu still blushed and walked over to sit next to him, obediently nestling into his
arms as Zhang Ziwen extended his arm. Her face pressed against his firm chest.

Tang Shu could almost feel his heartbeat; his breath filled her nostrils, making her
heart pound wildly. She enjoyed being in Zhang Ziwen's arms, her beautiful eyes hazy with a hint of
intoxication

his soft, warm body in his embrace, Zhang Ziwen gently held Tang Shu, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. His large hands lightly caressed
her soft shoulders and back, the skin smooth and warm to the touch. A surge of emotion coursed through him. He gently lifted Tang Shu
's cheek with his fingers, gazing into her slightly dazed eyes, and slowly, slowly, he moved closer... Tang Shu blushed

, her face flushed, and she shyly closed her alluring eyes, anticipating his breathtaking tenderness.
Her heart pounded, and her delicate body trembled slightly as she kissed him.

A tender kiss, a deep kiss, and Zhang Ziwen's lips pressed against Tang Shu's smooth forehead,
lingering there for a full ten seconds

. A hint of disappointment flashed through Tang Shu's heart, but she could feel Zhang Ziwen's affection for her. The warmth and breath on his forehead
made her heart tremble as well.

The lights in the bar were dim and hazy, and the music softened, as if the two of them had already blended into this subtle and slightly romantic
atmosphere .

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Just teasing our buddy." A

discordant sound suddenly rang out, startling the two lost in their reverie. The voice came from Fatty Dahai and Kai Zi.
From the moment Zhang Ziwen suddenly said he wanted to hug Tang Shu, these two mischievous friends had been watching the situation with wide eyes. They waited expectantly, their mouths watering, until
Zhang Ziwen leaned in, and Tang Shu seemed to shyly agree.
But to their utter disappointment, the two continued to hug each other without making a sound. Fatty Dahai and Kai Zi, however,
were surprisingly in sync, simultaneously interjecting to break them up.

Tang Shu was deeply embarrassed and struggled to escape Zhang Ziwen's embrace.

"Don't move, ignore them, little Shu, be good, let Brother Wen hug you properly." Zhang Ziwen's tone was like that of someone talking to
a child, and he tightened his grip on her.

Tang Shu tilted her head back, pouting, and protested, "Brother Wen, don't treat me like a child, you're so annoying!"
She seemed both angry and coquettish, her soft body obediently following the strength of his arm, pressing tightly against him,
her face gently rubbing against his chest, like an adorable kitten.

This scene made Fatty Dahai and Kaizi on the side unable to bear it. Why? How could Tang Shu listen to that
guy so obediently, letting him hold her, and even making such an endearing expression? The two were envious and indignant
.

"Hey, you two, have you had enough of this mushy stuff? It's so indecisive, isn't it making people anxious?"
Fatty Dahai said, casually picking up a die from the table and throwing it over.

Kaizi also chimed in, "You two are being indecent. Mosquito, it's time to come over and drink. If you want to be mushy, you can be mushy at home
later ."

"He's the kind of guy who forgets his humanity when it comes to women," Fatty Dahai muttered, then
said , "Little Shu, come and hug Brother Hai." He even tried to put on a kind expression, but somehow he looked
more like a big bad wolf.

"Hey Kai, I want some too!" Kai shamelessly joined in the fun.

The two mischievous friends' deliberate sabotage made it impossible for Zhang Ziwen and Tang Shu to continue their tender moment. Zhang Ziwen
reluctantly released the soft, fragrant Tang Shu from his arms, glaring at his two friends with displeasure.

Seeing that they had successfully separated the couple, Fatty Dahai and Kai exchanged a victorious look, then simultaneously
gave Zhang Ziwen a provocative glance, as if to say, "So what? We won't let you have your way."

What else could he do? Zhang Ziwen gave Tang Shu a wry smile, moving to sit next to his two friends.
The best way now was to regain the upper hand with drinks.

"You two want to drink, huh? I'll get you two spoilsport drunk!" Zhang Ziwen said through
gritted teeth.

"Come on, let's go! Kai, you go first."

"Me too, me! Mosquito, let's have a drink first, bro!"

Fatty Dahai readily agreed to the mental provocation, but in the actual fight, Kai was always the first to charge in.

While the three men were engaged in a passionate encounter, Tang Shu lay back on the sofa, savoring the earlier
scene. It was the first time she had proactively embraced a man; the first time a man had held her so tenderly;
the first time a man had kissed her forehead; the first time she had so obediently listened to a man. So many
firsts!

Tang Shu's beautiful eyes gazed at Zhang Ziwen, who had his back to her. Even his back view captivated her. The first
time she hid behind him at the disco, she was fascinated by his broad back and his eyes—dark
eyes that seemed to hold countless stories. His seemingly impulsive personality, his nonchalant attitude, his restrained and handsome
face, his somewhat charming and lazy demeanor, and the masculine aura he exuded—everything about him
intrigued her, fascinated her, and intoxicated her. Every time she saw him, her face flushed and her heart
raced uncontrollably.

What was wrong with her? Had she fallen in love with him? Thinking of this, Tang Shu's face flushed, and
her heart pounded like a deer.

They drank until about 3 a.m., Zhang Ziwen's victory was resounding; he had Pang Dahai and Kaizi completely drunk and unable to get up from
the sofa .

"Come on, Xiao Shu, let's go home," Zhang Ziwen said, swaying as he stood up and slurring his words as he pulled Tang Shu.

Tang Shu quickly stood up to support him, her voice sweet, "Brother Wen, are you alright? Can you walk?"

"I'm fine, I can walk."

"What about Brother Hai and the others?"

"Never mind them, we can't help them."

"Then I'll take you home first."

"No, I'll take you," Zhang Ziwen stood there, swaying uncontrollably.

Tang Shu helped the swaying Zhang Ziwen out of the bar. A night breeze swept in, and Zhang Ziwen, feeling the effects of the alcohol,
felt his stomach churning. He pulled away from Tang Shu's hand, staggered to a tree, and bent down to loudly
"dispose of the stolen goods."

Tang Shu quickly went to his side and gently patted his back. All the
delicacies he'd eaten that night had been vomited out; they tasted good when he ate them, but coming out made him want to vomit.

(Chapter 25: The Embarrassment Under the Sheet

) After vomiting, Zhang Ziwen felt a little better, but his body was limp and he couldn't muster any strength. Tang Shu
helped him to sit down on the sidewalk, took out a tissue from her bag to wipe his lips, and then ran to
a roadside nightclub to buy a bottle of mineral water. When she returned, she found Zhang Ziwen slumped on the roadside.

Tang Shu quickly ran over and helped him up, letting him lean against her chest. She held the mineral water to his lips and
gently said, "Brother Wen, have some water."

Zhang Ziwen took two sips, gulped it down, and without even tilting his head, spat it
out , soaking himself and Tang Shu.

It seemed Zhang Ziwen had drunk quite a bit tonight; the drunken man fell asleep in Tang Shu's arms,
leaving Tang Shu too afraid to move.

A cool early summer night breeze swept by, and Tang Shu, wearing a thin sundress, felt particularly
chilly. Another gust of wind made her shiver.

"Brother Wen, wake up!" Tang Shu gently shook him.

The heavily intoxicated Zhang Ziwen reeked of alcohol and showed no reaction. Letting him sleep like this
would surely give him a cold. Tang Shu took out her phone from her bag and dialed a number: "Uncle Xiong, bring the car over."

Just as she put the phone back in her bag, a black Bentley Elegance silently pulled up to the curb where Tang Shu was sitting. It seemed this car had been waiting near the bar all
along .

The driver got out of the car. He was a middle-aged man, probably in his forties, not very
tall but quite sturdy. He had a buzz cut, a dark complexion, and sharp eyes, giving him a capable and efficient appearance.

"Uncle Xiong, help me get him into the car," Tang Shu said to the approaching man. "Be careful not
to wake him."

Uncle Xiong nodded, bent down, and lifted Zhang Ziwen, who was leaning against Tang Shu, into his arms. Uncle Xiong
seemed to lift the over 100-pound Zhang Ziwen with ease, as if it were nothing.

Tang Shu quickly got up and went to the back door, getting in first. She then said to Uncle Xiong, "Put him
against me, be careful not to bump into anything."

Uncle Xiong helped Zhang Ziwen lean against Tang Shu, then returned to the driver's seat and asked, "Miss,
where ?"

Tang Shu thought for a moment and said, "To the hotel. Call the Kempinski and book a suite."

Uncle Xiong used the car phone to book the room, and the Bentley slowly started, smoothly and quickly heading towards the Kempinski Hotel.
The

hotel staff didn't need to help; Uncle Xiong carried Zhang Ziwen directly to the bed in the suite and settled him in. After settling
Zhang Ziwen, Uncle Xiong asked, "Miss, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Tang Shu shook her head and said, "That's fine. Uncle Xiong, you can go back now. I'll take care of him here."

Uncle Xiong glanced at Zhang Ziwen, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, hesitated slightly, and his lips moved but he didn't
speak .

Tang Shu noticed Uncle Xiong's hesitation and said sweetly, "Don't worry, Uncle Xiong, nothing will happen. It's late now
, you should go back and rest."

Uncle Xiong nodded, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the door.

"Uncle Xiong," Tang Shu called out to Uncle Xiong, who had reached the door.

Uncle Xiong stopped and turned around, giving Tang Shu a questioning look.

Tang Shu blushed and said shyly, "Don't tell my mom when I get back, okay? I don't want her to worry about me."

Uncle Xiong nodded, giving her a reassuring look before turning away. After seeing

Uncle Xiong off, Tang Shu returned to her room and quietly sat down by the bed. Her eyes softened as she looked at
Zhang Ziwen, who was sleeping like a log. He was still damp, with bits of vomit on his trousers and a pungent smell of alcohol
emanating from him. Tang Shu frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to unbutton his short-sleeved shirt
. She then laboriously helped him sit up and took it off. Seeing Zhang Ziwen's exposed, muscular chest,
Tang Shu's face flushed crimson. Although Zhang Ziwen was still drunk, she couldn't suppress her shyness.
Taking off a man's clothes was something she had never dared to imagine in her life.

The shirt was off, but what about his pants? She couldn't very well take them off herself, could she? Tang Shu was
troubled.

The filth on his trousers emitted a foul odor, seemingly urging her to hurry. The shy Tang Shu finally couldn't
bear the pungent smell any longer. Gritting her teeth, her trembling hands reached for his belt

. The drunken Zhang Ziwen, after Tang Shu's ministrations, had his well-proportioned and athletic body exposed before her. He was
now heart race
and her face flush. The shy young woman dared not look any longer.

Tang Shu went to the bathroom, found a towel, wet it, and returned to the bedside to gently wipe Zhang Ziwen's body
from head to toe . Her small hands trembled the entire time. After completing this shameful task, Tang Shu was exhausted and drenched in sweat.

After resting for a while, Tang Shu dialed the front desk, ordering room service to collect and wash the dirty clothes.
She also described Zhang Ziwen's height and build, asking the staff to buy him a set of men's clothing.

After finishing all this, Tang Shu stood up, stretched, and let out a soft sigh. The stickiness on her body made
her uncomfortable, so

she took a brand-new, unopened bathrobe that the hotel had prepared for guests and went into the bathroom to shower. Fresh and beautiful after her shower, Tang Shu turned off the crystal chandelier and dimmed the bedside lamp.
The room contained only a large double bed, and under the soft lamplight, an indescribable, ambiguous atmosphere arose.

Tang Shu hesitated for a moment, then blushed and lay down beside Zhang Ziwen, propping herself up on her arm and resting her head on her hand. Her
beautiful eyes gazed at the soundly sleeping Zhang Ziwen, looking at his well-defined features.

Her eyes were filled with boundless tenderness. The sky gradually brightened, and sunlight streamed through the curtains into the room. Zhang Ziwen stirred;
he had woken up from a night of heavy drinking. Opening his groggy eyes, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling. His bed was very soft.
He sensed this wasn't his own bed. Was this not his home? Where was he?

He was a little dazed, his head ached, and his mouth was dry. He thought of getting up to get a glass of water, but felt
something on his chest and something on his leg. He touched it and found it warm and smooth—a woman
's hand.

Zhang Ziwen's heart skipped a beat, and he was wide awake. He turned his head and saw Tang Shu. The little girl was sleeping soundly, her beautiful
face alluring in her sleep, a sweet smile on her rosy lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Why was she sleeping next to me? Zhang Ziwen felt a little strange. What happened last night? This seemed to be a hotel
room. Zhang Ziwen tried hard to remember, only recalling drinking with Pang Dahai and Kai Zi at the bar,
but he couldn't remember what happened after that.

At this moment, Tang Shu let out a soft moan, leaning her head against his neck. A
sweet fragrance emanating from her long, black hair wafted into Zhang Ziwen's nostrils. Tang Shu's body was half-lying on him, and to make matters worse
, her thigh was indecently draped over Zhang Ziwen's private parts. It was morning, and a man's physiological reactions were
at their strongest at this time.

Zhang Ziwen felt a little embarrassed and moved his lower body slightly, trying to move his private parts away. But the movement woke
Tang Shu .

"Brother Wen," Tang Shu's voice was a little cloying, as if she was still sleepy, "You're awake."

Zhang Ziwen looked at her beautiful face so close to his. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were slightly open, her expression languid. The half-asleep,
half-awake beauty made his heart tremble slightly. Her soft, red lips, delicate nose, and rosy face were intoxicating
and endearing.

Zhang Ziwen couldn't help but bury his head and kiss her cute little nose. This kiss woke
Tang Shu , completely.

Her beautiful eyes fluttered as she looked at Zhang Ziwen. Seeing him looking at her tenderly, she remembered that they were on the same
big bed, under the same thin sheet.

Tang Shu was not shy at all. Her face turned red and she called out softly, "Brother Wen."

This soft call was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, as sweet as silk, and almost made Zhang Ziwen lose his soul. It was extremely
moving .

With a beautiful woman in his arms, Zhang Ziwen's mind was free of impure thoughts, but his lower body involuntarily stirred.
Tang Shu felt it; her thighs could feel his restlessness. Her girlish shyness and reserve prevented her
from moving even slightly. Her face flushed like a ripe peach, as if about to drip with moisture.

An awkward silence fell on the bed. The two, half-embracing, could hear each other's joyful heartbeats.
The atmosphere was subtle. Tang Shu kept her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She dared not open her eyes to look at him

. Just then, Tang Shu's phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. It was Zhang Ziwen's phone, breaking
the silence of the room and the slight awkwardness between the two.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Seemingly Good Luck Arrives .

Zhang Ziwen gently broke free from Tang Shu's embrace, lifted the sheet, and sat up. Only then did he realize he was only wearing
underwear . Not seeing any other clothes, he hurriedly ran to the bathroom to grab a towel and wrapped it around his waist.

The call was from Xin'ao Group. Judging from her voice, it sounded like Xu Ying, informing him to
come to work on Monday and specifically reminding him not to be late. She sounded even more excited than he was.

With work done, Zhang Ziwen was in high spirits. He turned to look at Tang Shu on the bed, only to find her lying there,
her beautiful eyes also looking at him. When their eyes met, Tang Shu shyly covered her face with the thin sheet, her
adorable attempt to hide her face making Zhang Ziwen chuckle.

Zhang Ziwen walked to the bedside, mischievously patted her bottom, and laughed, "Get up, little girl, still lazing in bed
?"

Tang Shu lifted the sheet slightly from her face, revealing her beautiful eyes, and muttered, "I'm not
lazing in bed ! Calling me 'little girl' is so annoying, Brother Wen

!" "Yes," Zhang Ziwen drawled, "Brother Wen was wrong. I should call you Xiao Shu. Brother Wen accepts the punishment,
okay "

"Then what will you be punished for?" Tang Shu asked sweetly.

Zhang Ziwen thought for a moment and said, "Is it alright if I treat you to a good meal and drinks?"

"Okay, Brother Wen, you have to keep your word." Tang Shu excitedly sat up and said, "It's not enough to just treat me to one meal,
you have to keep treating me."

"Alright, alright, keep treating me. Then hurry up and get up, you're still lying in bed." Zhang Ziwen noticed
a hint of smugness in Tang Shu's eyes and felt a little strange. It's just a few meals, what's there to be so smug about?

Little did he know that Tang Shu was smug because she wanted an excuse to be with him in the future. He couldn't
fathom , especially since he was naturally oblivious to beautiful women.

"Brother Wen," Tang Shu's voice was a little cloying from the bed.

Hearing this, Zhang Ziwen's nose twitched habitually. He thought to himself, "This is really going to kill me," but he tried to keep a calm expression
and asked, "What is it now? Still want to stay in bed?"

"No, it's not that," Tang Shu said, her face flushed, "Can you turn around? I want to wear a skirt." Tang Shu was
a little shy after saying that, and almost wanted to cover her face with the sheet again.

Zhang Ziwen nodded and said, "Where did I put my clothes? I'll go to the bathroom to change."

"I washed them, but I bought you a new set; it's on the sofa." Tang Shu finished speaking,
the scene of wiping him down last night flashing through her mind, and her tender face flushed involuntarily.

"Okay, I'll go to the bathroom to change. Call me when you're done." Zhang Ziwen turned and went to the sofa
to get his clothes. After changing in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror and saw that the clothes Tang Shu had bought for him fit him quite well.
He thought to himself, "Last night she helped me take off my clothes? Didn't that mean she saw everything?" Seeing the little girl
's shy expression, Zhang Ziwen felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother Wen!" Tang Shu's sweet voice called from outside, "Come out, someone's calling you."

Zhang Ziwen glanced at his watch; it wasn't even 11 o'clock yet. His friends knew he loved to sleep in, and usually, no
one would call him at this hour. It was the weekend, so he guessed it was He Li; no one else would
call so early.

Tang Shu had already changed into a stylish light green halter dress that accentuated her slender figure.
Seeing Zhang Ziwen come out, she gave him a sweet smile, looking charming and adorable.

Zhang Ziwen picked up his phone from the bedside table and checked the caller ID. The number was unfamiliar; he didn't know who it was.

The caller was Attorney Han, informing Zhang Ziwen that the case had been resolved. Evidence from all sides indicated that
the police officer who was mistakenly injured was wounded because he failed to show his police identification or fire a warning shot during Zhang Ziwen's arrest. Furthermore,
two girls testified that Zhang Ziwen acted bravely, thus the charges of assaulting a police officer and inciting a disturbance were not
upheld .

Attorney Han had reached an agreement with the police; they would not pursue the case of mistaken injury. However,
they still hoped Zhang Ziwen would visit the two seriously injured officers. Although the police didn't explicitly state it,
their implication was clear: they wanted Zhang Ziwen to contribute to their medical expenses.

Attorney Han discussed this with his client and agreed to this solution, paying Zhang Ziwen a one-time compensation of 80,000
yuan. Since Zhang Ziwen was unharmed, the money was negotiable; it was considered good police-community relations. Zhang Ziwen only needed to buy some fruit
or other gifts that day and visit the two officers he had mistakenly injured in the hospital when he had time, and the matter would be considered resolved satisfactorily.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ziwen was extremely annoyed. He could accept not getting a reward for his act of bravery,
but the police had clearly made a mistake by arresting the wrong person, and he deserved to be injured. Why should he have to pay medical expenses? 80,000 yuan!
That was no small sum; for an unemployed man like him, it was an astronomical figure.

Zhang Ziwen was starting to have doubts. Who was this mysterious client? Why was the client helping him hire a lawyer and now paying
for his medical expenses? How did the client know he was at the police station that night? Why
hadn't the client shown up? What were their intentions? Zhang Ziwen couldn't figure it out. The only thing he was certain of was
that the mysterious client wasn't some altruistic good Samaritan; they'd been having a run of bad luck lately, and good things never seemed to come their way.

Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly, feeling a headache coming on. The mysterious person was bound to appear sooner or later. In short , he
had no money now, and he wasn't going to give them his life either. As for what the mysterious person's purpose was, he'd only know when the mysterious person showed up.
He'd just have to take it one step at a time. Regardless, today was a day of good fortune; he had a job,
and the lawsuit was over. Zhang Ziwen understood this and felt relieved.

The hotel bill was paid by Tang Shu's card. Zhang Ziwen had less than 2,000 yuan on him,
not . His clothes seemed to be some kind of designer brand, though he couldn't recognize the name. Tang Shu paid the bill,
and Zhang Ziwen felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was a bit awkward for a grown man to have a student pay for him
.

Tang Shu noticed his slightly awkward expression and said sweetly, "Brother Wen, where should we eat? You
promised to treat me."

Tang Shu's words eased Zhang Ziwen's embarrassment considerably. He figured he'd treat her to something nice later; even a simple meal
wouldn't cost 2,000 yuan. He thought to himself that this girl was quite sensible, easily resolving his inner
turmoil with just a few words.

"What does Xiao Shu like to eat? Just tell me, Brother Wen will treat you. Don't be

shy." Zhang Ziwen, trying to save face, was prepared to spend all his money to
properly thank the sensible Tang Shu.

"I won't be shy at all! Let me think..." Tang Shu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said sweetly, "
Brother Wen, I haven't been to Pizza Hut in ages. How about you treat me to pizza?"

"Just this?" Zhang Ziwen was a little surprised. "You like that stuff?" He thought to himself, "This..."
"Isn't this too cheap for me?" Tang Shu stepped forward and took his arm,

saying sweetly, "Let's go, I haven't been there in ages. Brother Wen, are you backing out? Don't you want to treat me anymore?" She shook his hand, her coquettishness obvious. "Damn," Zhang Ziwen thought to himself, secretly delighted. A trip to Pizza Hut would only cost them a maximum of 100 yuan. He had originally planned to take her out a big meal, spending over 1,000 yuan, but she was so modest. He had already spent all of He Li's allowance for the month, and had given her another 1,000 yuan a couple of days ago. He couldn't possibly ask He Li for money before next month, so he didn't have to worry about the next two weeks. Thinking this, he felt even more that the beautiful Tang Shu was incredibly considerate. Having emptied his stomach last night, Zhang Ziwen was truly hungry. Plus, having lunch with a beautiful woman was a very pleasant experience, so he had a good appetite and devoured two pizzas. Tang Shu, on the other hand, was very refined. She left two slices of her small pizza uneaten, which Zhang Ziwen generously finished off, muttering about how wasteful it was shameful. Seeing Zhang Ziwen's wolfish appetite, even his eating had a masculine charm, Tang Shu watched him with a sweet smile, a hint of intoxication in her beautiful eyes . After the meal, when Zhang Ziwen mentioned going to the hospital to visit a patient, Tang Shu insisted on going with him. Having a beautiful young woman by his side was certainly a good thing, and Zhang Ziwen agreed without hesitation. Near the hospital, Tang Shu accompanied Zhang Ziwen to buy some fruit and nutritional supplements. Along the way, she clung to his arm like a happy little bird, her intimate demeanor overwhelming Zhang Ziwen. This girl was too tempting; her long, flowing, jet-black hair, her neck and arms exposed by her sundress like smooth jade, her exquisite face , her alluring figure, and especially the faint fragrance emanating from her body, made Zhang Ziwen's nose twitch repeatedly, unable to suppress the stirrings in his heart.

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