Chapter 121 You Want to Race Me?
Tan Zheng had been paying close attention to Song Ni. The moment she left the private room, he started timing. It had been almost half an hour, and she still hadn't returned, so he couldn't help but come out to look for her. As expected, something had happened.
Zhou Jin reported what he knew immediately. Tan Zheng flicked his eyes at the so-called Manager Wang. He wasn't in the mood to deal with petty people right now.
"Song Ni."
"What?" Song Ni turned her head guiltily. Her hair was messy from the fight, her face was flushed, and she was slightly out of breath.
"Come here." The man's voice was deep, laced with anger. When Song Ni looked up, she met his deep, dark eyes. He had his hands in his pockets, looking lazy and nonchalant. Others might not know, but Song Ni knew Tan Zheng was angry. She could even guess why.
Song Ni didn't want to go, but in front of everyone, she couldn't let Tan Zheng lose face. One step, two steps, three steps, four steps. She finally ambled over to the man. Looking up, she saw Tan Zheng's sharp jawline. He was tall, and Song Ni was wearing flat shoes. At that moment, it felt as if Tan Zheng was looking down at her. Song Ni didn't like Tan Zheng's posture. The man clearly realized this, adjusted his expression, and reached out to pull Song Ni into his arms.
"Your injuries haven't fully healed yet. Why are you running around?" She was proud of her karate skills and could take down a whole team of bodyguards. But was it necessary? To the point of hurting herself and suffering. Song Ni couldn't be bothered to argue with Tan Zheng. She looked at the woman who had been released by the bodyguards and was now standing alone, head bowed and trembling slightly.
"Just consider it me being overly sympathetic." That beautiful red dress should be dazzling and flamboyant. Tan Zheng followed her gaze, but only for a moment before looking away.
"Alright, you've saved her. Let's go back." Song Ni nodded. But as she was about to leave, she inexplicably recalled the scene of the woman on the ground begging the bald man. She looked so frail, trembling there, as if she could fall with a gentle breeze. Thinking of this, Song Ni broke free from Tan Zheng's hand, changed direction, first took a jacket from Zhou Jin, and then walked up to the woman.
"It's cold. Wear more clothes." With that, Song Ni draped the jacket over the woman's shoulders. Her fingertips touched the skin exposed on her arm, feeling a bone-chilling cold. The person in front of her trembled even more, her head bowed lower.
Song Ni wasn't a saint. Doing this much for a stranger she'd never met was enough. She walked back to the man. Tan Zheng held her waist with one hand and squeezed her hand. Feeling the cold, his brows knitted tightly.
"You tell others to wear more, but you don't wear more yourself."
"The room is warm."
"Let's go back now." With that, Tan Zheng led Song Ni back. Before leaving, he glanced at the so-called Manager Wang, and Zhou Jin understood. How dare he let his bodyguards lay hands on Madam? This Manager Wang wouldn't be able to continue in Yu Cheng.
Zhou Jin handled things quickly. Manager Wang didn't even understand what was happening before he was dragged away and thrown out of the club. As for the woman in the red dress... Zhou Jin thought for a moment, then called a car for her, considering it a final act of kindness.
The woman, however, reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "That person just now... is Tan..." She paused.
"Manager Tan?" Zhou Jin's eyes instantly turned cold, his aura shifting dramatically. "I advise you not to have any ulterior motives."
The woman quickly shook her head, wanting to explain but finding no words. If Tan Zheng knew his wife had saved her, what would his state of mind be? The woman walked to the door with unfocused eyes, then slowly bent down in the biting wind. After a while, she suddenly started laughing. As she laughed, she began to sob uncontrollably. People passing by thought she was crazy.
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When Song Ni returned to the private room, Tan Zheng made her sit beside him, ostensibly to keep an eye on her and prevent her from running off. Only after repeatedly asking if her waist hurt did Tan Zheng let it go.
After several rounds of drinks, the brothers' reunion was almost over. Everyone's attention shifted to Tan Zheng and Song Ni.
"Sister-in-law, do you want to hear about Brother Tan's embarrassing moments from back then?"
Tan Zheng raised his eyebrows, with a hint of wildness and arrogance. "Tell me one, and I'll give you a car." Such a great opportunity, yet they couldn't profit from it. Tan Zheng truly had no embarrassing moments; every past event was a legendary tale of his.
Song Ni didn't believe it. "Think harder! Even small things. If you can think of something, I'll add another car." Song Ni's words ignited everyone's fighting spirit. They had to rack their brains to come up with an embarrassing anecdote, especially for two cars.
Tan Zheng watched them, a smile on his lips, looking nonchalant, not worried at all, as if he really had no embarrassing moments, and even if he did, it was just a matter of two cars. However, he reacted to Song Ni's interjection. He turned his head and leaned closer to her, their necks almost touching.
"Do you want to know about my past?"
Song Ni smiled and leaned close to his ear. "Didn't I tell you? One day, I'll make you willingly tell me all about your past. Since Tan Zheng is unwilling to say it now, she'll reluctantly get it from others first."
The men thought for a long time but couldn't recall anything. It was Li Shang who spoke elegantly, "He was confessed to publicly by a girl, and she used candles and roses. Does that count?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ni first looked at Tan Zheng, then at Li Shang. The latter shrugged. "Being confessed to publicly in such a corny way, does that count as an embarrassing moment?"
Tan Zheng had been confessed to by countless people. He usually chose to ignore them and not participate in those so-called confession events. However, that time, he had been tricked into going by his good brothers. It had also rained that day. He stood there with a cold expression, like a malevolent spirit, scaring the girl who confessed so much that she couldn't even say a complete sentence. Tan Zheng was an interesting person. He was indifferent, rarely putting anyone in his eyes, but when faced with a confession, he wouldn't refuse too harshly, nor would he let the girl lose face on the spot. Being tricked into going that time could indeed be considered an embarrassing moment.
Tan Zheng narrowed his eyes, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth without lighting it. "Pick whatever you want."
Li Shang, however, smiled and played with his wine glass. "I have enough cars. I don't want one. How about something else?"
"What?" Li Shang put down his glass. "I heard you raced with those kids from the club. It's been years since I saw you ride a motorcycle. How about a race with me?"
As soon as Li Shang finished speaking, the private room fell completely silent. Everyone knew Tan Zheng hadn't touched racing for several years. The one time he broke his rule was because of Song Ni. Everyone was curious, and Song Ni was no exception. She turned her head to look at Tan Zheng. Would he agree?
(End of this chapter)