Six. Reunion of Old Friends

She must still have him in her heart! Long Tianyu, a man who had seen countless women, noticed her brief moment of distraction and thought as much. His face lit up with a vibrant radiance.

"Let go of my hand. You made me drop my bead!" The reason she had paused was actually because Tong Zhenzhen had noticed her glass bead rolling onto the floor, and she was tracking where it had gone.

A glass bead? Long Tianyu knew how important it was to her, so he obediently released her hand. He did not want to annoy her and worsen the impression she had of him.

Tong Zhenzhen saw the bead roll toward the table, which had been broken on one side. She hurried over to retrieve it.

The two bodyguards, seeing her rush toward them, did not dare to block her way. They simultaneously stepped aside, pulling in their stomachs and tucking their hips to clear a path.

Intent on finding her bead, Tong Zhenzhen did not realize she had walked straight into a "war zone." It was only when she picked up the bead that she noticed the air around her filled with the whistling sound of fists and kicks.

Jun Lengche and the brawny man, A-Qiang, were still locked in a brawl.

What on earth? These two wouldn't stop, and her little nest was already turning into ruins after an earthquake.

"Stop! Everyone, stop!" Overestimating her own strength and spurred on by the sight of her damaged property, a brainless Tong Zhenzhen charged into the center of the fray.

"A-Qiang, stop!" Long Tianyu, realizing her intent, let out a roar.

However, A-Qiang was already in the middle of a kick. Seeing her rush toward him and hearing Long Tianyu’s shout, he panicked. Though he withdrew most of his force, he still struck Tong Zhenzhen on her left shoulder.

"Ah!" The pain was intense. Like a kite with a snapped string, she tumbled straight toward Jun Lengche’s iron fist.

Reacting with agility, Jun Lengche turned his fist into an open palm and retreated quickly, but he was already backed against the wall. She collided with his palm, and the force of the impact sent her spinning away.

Tong Zhenzhen felt like a leaf in a gale, swept up and unable to control herself. She felt a sharp, searing pain in her forehead as she struck the corner of a table, her vision blurred, and her right palm felt a sudden, hot sensation.

Suffering from hemophobia, the moment Tong Zhenzhen saw the bright red liquid gushing from the deep gash on her palm caused by a broken bowl, her world went black, and she collapsed into a heap.

Tong Zhenzhen’s accidental interference brought the fight to a temporary halt.

Long Tianyu cried out, "Zhen'er!" and rushed over to scoop her into his arms.

Taking advantage of the moment the brawny A-Qiang was stunned, Jun Lengche used a "Black Tiger Steals the Heart" strike to knock him to the ground, then charged over to block Long Tianyu’s path.

"Take care of him!" Long Tianyu stepped back and commanded his two bodyguards.

The two men charged forward viciously.

Jun Lengche looked at Long Tianyu holding Tong Zhenzhen, and it felt as if his heart were being pricked by countless needles; he wished he could hack off the man's arms. Desperate to win back Tong Zhenzhen, he fought the two bodyguards with brutal intensity.

"Everyone, stop!" A sharp, angry shout rang out from the doorway.

A police officer strode in immediately.

"Stop!" Long Tianyu, realizing the situation, ordered his bodyguards to stand down.

Jun Lengche also withdrew his stance and stood straight, calling out to the officer, "Officer, they broke into a private residence and attempted kidnapping."

"Kidnapping?!" Long Tianyu arched his eyebrows, his gaze sweeping toward Jun Lengche like a sword. "Officer, he was the one trying to molest my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?!" Jun Lengche fixed a frosty stare upon Long Tianyu.

"Enough! All of you, come with me to the station to give statements. Someone reported a fight happening here!" The officer interrupted both sides with an imposing air.

Hearing this, Long Tianyu hesitated, his eyes flickering.

Catching him off guard, Jun Lengche stepped forward and snatched Tong Zhenzhen from Long Tianyu’s arms.

Long Tianyu regained his senses and prepared to take her back, but he was held back by the brawny A-Qiang, who had climbed up from the floor.

A-Qiang whispered into Long Tianyu’s ear.

Long Tianyu pressed his lips into a thin, sharp line like two blades. After listening, he looked at his two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards stepped forward to block the officer.

Long Tianyu took one last unwilling look at Tong Zhenzhen and, under the cover of the brawny A-Qiang, made his retreat.

"Forget it, let them go." Seeing the officer prepare to give chase, Jun Lengche called out to stop him.

Seeing their boss leave, the two bodyguards seized the chance to slip away as well.

"Close the door," Jun Lengche ordered.

The officer complied.

Once the door was shut, the officer clicked his tongue and said, "Big brother, you guys are really something, turning Zhenzhen’s home into this. If I had known, I wouldn't have told you. Honestly. By the way, why did Zhenzhen faint?"

As it turned out, this officer was none other than Jun Lengche’s cousin, Qin Xiangyang. After discovering Tong Zhenzhen’s address, he had notified his cousin and then rushed over after arranging his affairs.

Ever since they graduated from junior high, Qin Xiangyang and Tong Zhenzhen hadn't seen each other for seven years. He really wanted to see her.

Jun Lengche felt a bit of resistance toward Qin Xiangyang’s eagerness. He placed Tong Zhenzhen on the bed, laid her flat, and said curtly, "Her hand was cut, and because she is afraid of the sight of blood, she fainted."

"Afraid of blood? How could that be? Back in the day, she used to stand up for me in fights all the time and got hurt plenty. I wonder what she's been through all these years..." Immersed in the joy of their long-awaited reunion, Qin Xiangyang did not notice Jun Lengche’s coldness. He walked quickly to the bedside, looking down at Tong Zhenzhen with concern.

Because he had a baby face, Qin Xiangyang had kept a stern face and remained reticent in the criminal investigation unit to make others take him seriously. He only ever revealed his "chatty" side in front of Jun Lengche.

Usually, Jun Lengche didn't mind, but now it sounded somewhat irritating. "Stop. I need to treat her."

Qin Xiangyang hit the brakes, his full attention fixed on Tong Zhenzhen’s pale face.

Jun Lengche gently patted Tong Zhenzhen’s shoulder, calling her name in a low voice.

After a few minutes, Tong Zhenzhen slowly opened her eyes.

"Zhenzhen, it’s me, Xiangyang. Do you remember me?" Qin Xiangyang leaned in close to Tong Zhenzhen, saying excitedly.

"Xiangyang?" Tong Zhenzhen frowned, seemingly unable to recall.

"Look here." Qin Xiangyang brushed aside the hair at his right hairline, pointing to a slightly raised scar, and said urgently.

A spark of fire erupted in Tong Zhenzhen’s eyes, and a brilliant, dazzling smile bloomed on her face like fireworks. "So it’s you! Little Yangzi! Come on, pull me up!"

Qin Xiangyang happily took Tong Zhenzhen’s hand and carefully helped her sit up.

"You rascal, you’ve grown so tall and sturdy. Wow, and you’ve become a police officer? So manly!" Tong Zhenzhen gave Qin Xiangyang’s shoulder a solid thump.

Qin Xiangyang grinned, looking a bit foolish.

"Don't get too excited, you just fainted." Jun Lengche felt like an outsider, and this feeling of being excluded made him very uncomfortable.

Tong Zhenzhen noticed Jun Lengche standing to the side with a cold expression, and the smile on her face was immediately replaced by anger. "Little Yangzi, arrest him! He broke into my home, bullied me, and made such a mess of my place!"

"This... this..." Qin Xiangyang glanced at Jun Lengche, his thick brows knitting together in a dilemma.