However, Song Nan did not care about it. He raised his little red face and said, "I want you to take care of him! This miss just likes him."

"You--"

Song Xiuyuan choked so hard that he couldn't say a word.

Song Nan smiled proudly. By the time she regained her senses, the man in her heart had already stood up and left.

She was stunned for a moment before raising her head to look over.

Fu Yuchen stared down at the face with a condescending gaze. His fingers were like iron claws as he firmly grabbed onto the wrist of a middle-aged man. His tone was cold and hoarse, "Can you take advantage of her?"

The middle-aged man sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain, but he still asked with a stubborn tone, "Who are you? Don't meddle in other people's affairs!"

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You don't need to care who I am. You just need to remember that you can't bully this woman."

The middle-aged man could not break free from Fu Yuchen's restraints, and he felt even more embarrassed. He endured the intense pain in his wrist and gritted his teeth fiercely, "You, you fucking let go!"

Fu Yuchen released his grip and the middle-aged man was immediately free. He raised his fist and waved it towards Fu Yuchen's cheek without warning.

Mo Han, who had been standing at the side silently, 's expression changed. A heart almost jumped out of her throat and she immediately shouted, "Be careful!"

In the next second, the middle-aged man's fist landed on Fu Yuchen's palm. He exerted a little strength, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but groan in pain. A layer of fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

He looked at Fu Yuchen with trembling eyes, his face pale with fear. "I, I don't dare to do it again."

Fu Yuchen looked at him coldly, full of disgust and disgust, "Get lost! Don't let me see you again."

As he spoke, he immediately let go of his grip.

The middle-aged man hurriedly left, but he didn't want to stagger under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his head to look at Mo Han, "How are you?"

His voice was low and deep, and his breath was scorching hot, like a ball of steam, landing on her face.

Mo Han was instantly burned, her cheeks flushed red.

She raised her head and bumped into a pair of Wu Zhanzhan's eyes.

The surrounding light was very dim, making this exceptionally handsome and beautiful face exceptionally gentle, and it also lost an aggressive look.

Mo Han slowly exhaled and bit her lips, "I'm fine."

Seeing that she didn't want to tell him more, Fu Yuchen didn't say anything and turned around to return to his seat.

Mo Han lowered her eyes and turned to leave.

At half past twelve in the evening, Chen Mei told her to leave first. By the time she changed her clothes, Fu Yuchen was already waiting for her at the door.

"I'll see you off."

"No need. I'll take the last bus myself."

Mo Han refused straightforwardly and walked past him without even looking at him.

Fu Yuchen's expression changed slightly and he immediately followed.

In the next second, Mo Han felt his wrist tighten and pulled her firmly.

She took a deep breath and turned to look at the man in front of her. She frowned and said, "President Fu, can you let go first? It hurts."

Fu Yuchen was stunned for a moment, as if he had been electrocuted, and he couldn't wait to let go of his hand. After a pause, he insisted, "It's already very late. Let me send you back!"

"…"

Do you still want to hear her refuse?

Mo Han pursed her lips. Just as she was about to say something, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly sounded, appearing exceptionally abrupt on the quiet street.

She hurriedly raised her head, and her expression instantly changed. Five or six men blocked her path. To be exact, it was her and Fu Yuchen's path. The middle-aged man who was the leader had tried to take advantage of her in the bar earlier.

Fu Yuchen curled his lips in amusement, the depths of his eyes flashing with a sharp gleam of antelope light.

He took a step forward, quietly protecting Mo Han behind him, and mockingly said, "Sir, weren't you taught enough by me before? Do you want to do it again?"

The middle-aged man's expression turned cold and his eyes were fierce. "Brat! I don't know who taught who a lesson!"

With that, he took a step back and waved his hand, "Go! Beat this man up!"

"Protect yourself. Leave these people to me."

Fu Yuchen hurriedly told Mo Han and hurriedly went up to fight with those hooligans.

Mo Han knew that she was too weak to help. Instead, she vigilantly retreated to the side and picked up her phone.

But before Mo Han could dial "110", the middle-aged man in the lead had already rushed towards her, grabbed her mobile phone, then fiercely fell to the ground, and stomped back and forth a few times.

"My phone!"

That's why she only paid for her new phone!

Mo Han took a deep breath and raised her head to stare coldly at the middle-aged man standing in front of her.

The middle-aged man sneered and rubbed his chin playfully, "Want to call the police?"

Mo Han glanced around and could not find any useful tools. She sighed warmly. Then, she looked at the middle-aged man with a pair of misty eyes and said pitifully, "Actually, I don't know him very well. He insisted on pestering me …"

Hearing what she said, the middle-aged man seemed to believe a little, "Then are you willing to follow me?"

Mo Han nodded like a chicken cutting rice.

The next second, she quickly took out an item from her pocket and spat it at the middle-aged man. Then, a painful howl like that of a pig slaughtered echoed through the night sky, "Ah--"

"My eyes, my eyes …"

The middle-aged man covered his eyes uncomfortably.

Mo Han's eyes flashed with coldness. She kicked him fiercely and ran to Fu Yuchen. She grabbed Fu Yuchen's wrist and shouted, "Run! Hurry up and run!"

As she spoke, the anti-wolf spray in her hand was aimed at a gangster who was rushing over.

The hooligan couldn't dodge, and his eyes were immediately struck, and he cried out in pain.

The middle-aged man was so angry that his face turned ashen. He shouted coldly, "Chase after me! Don't let go of any of this dog couple!"

Mo Han pulled Fu Yu down a few steps and was stopped by the remaining hoodlums.

"You want to run?"

The middle-aged man bitterly blinked his eyes and laughed sinisterly. Somehow, a sharp knife appeared in his hand.

Mo Han's heart tightened as she vigilantly stared at the knife.

Fu Yuchen stretched out his hand to grab Mo Han, protecting her behind him without a trace. He raised his head to look at the middle-aged man, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "If you have the ability, just let it go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hooligans also revealed a sharp knife.

Against the dim yellow road lights, the blade of the knife was exceptionally cold and sharp, causing people to tremble.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Before the gangsters could make a move, a few uniformed policemen rushed over from across the road.

The gangsters were so scared that they didn't dare to move.

Mo Han looked at Fu Yuchen and then withdrew her gaze without a trace. A hanging heart finally fell back.

Captain Li frowned as he swept his gaze over the gangsters and the middle-aged man in the lead. His tone was harsh and disdainful, "Fighting, isn't it?"

Those hoodlums didn't dare to fart at the sight of the policemen.

The middle-aged man sneered, not putting Captain Li in his eyes at all. Instead, he arrogantly said, "I know your specialty."

Captain Li's expression darkened as he shouted coldly, "It's fine if you know the director! Bring them all back!"

Mo Han and Fu Yuchen were not spared either. They followed the police car back to the police station to record their confessions.

It was only after twelve o'clock in the morning that the confession was taken. The policeman on duty transferred the surveillance in that area. The surveillance footage showed that Mo Han and Fu Yuchen were forced to counterattack …

Even so, Fu Yuchen still called his private lawyer, Chen Bei, over. He was determined not to let them off.

It is an eternal principle that anyone who breaks the law will be punished.

Walking out of the police station, Mo Han subconsciously took out her phone to check the time. However, she remembered that her phone had been broken by the person surnamed Yang. Right now, there was a "corpse" lying in her bag.

She gave a resigned sigh and strode out.

The wind was a little strong and cold, so Mo Han tightened her grip on her coat.

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes invisibly and hurriedly chased after her. He reached out and grabbed her arm.

Mo Han's heart trembled slightly, and her back subconsciously straightened.

She turned her head and raised her eyes. She was caught off guard and bumped into a pair of black eyes that were like a whirlpool.

Fu Yuchen sighed slightly and said in a gentle tone, "It's too late. I'll take you back."

"No need, I can take a taxi myself."

She was unwilling to accept what she was going to do in the future, let alone him.

Seeing Mo Han refuse so straightforwardly, Fu Yuchen's face instantly turned cold and his eyebrows furrowed tightly. "Mo Han, are you planning to completely draw a line between us?"

"President Fu, what are you saying? I'm not familiar with you, so there's no such thing as drawing a clear line between us." Mo Han said indifferently.

"Not familiar?"

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

He suddenly smiled and asked, "Mo Han, tell me, how can I be considered familiar?"

Mo Han's heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly hot.

She remained silent, and the scene of that night suddenly flashed through her mind.

She even cried and begged him to let her go.

Mo Han closed her eyes fiercely and tried very hard not to think about those things, but they all rushed towards her like crazy.

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips became even more intense. "What? Can't you tell?"

"Mo Han, you should say that we are very familiar with each other. We are familiar with …"

When his gaze collided with that pair of deep black eyes, Mo Han gritted her teeth and suddenly interrupted him, "Fu Yuchen, you're enough!"

Fu Yuchen lowered his head and his warm lips inadvertently sliced across her ears. His voice was deep and hoarse, "Mo Han, tell me, are we familiar or not?"

Mo Han felt a burst of numbness, as if she had been electrocuted.

She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she forgot that Fu Yuchen had been grabbing her arm.

Mo Han took a deep breath and curled her fingers forcefully. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Fu Yuchen, "President Fu, it was just an accident that night, and we made it clear the next morning."

Fu Yuchen smiled and said, "I think you must have misunderstood what you said."

Finally, he added meaningfully, "Mo Han, you only said that you don't need me to be responsible, but I never said that I don't need you to be responsible!"

"I've always been a clean person and never acted recklessly, but that night …"

Mo Han chuckled, not concealing her mockery of him. "Fu Yuchen, if you don't act recklessly, how can you not even know who Lanlan's mother is?"

Fu Yuchen shrugged his shoulders and leaned forward to whisper, "But it's an indisputable fact that you slept with me."

"…"

Mo Han was immediately speechless.

She took a long breath, looked up at Fu Yuchen, and tried her best to squeeze out a smile, "Alright, send me back."

If he continued to nag like this, Mo Han felt that she would freeze to death at the entrance of the police station.

Fu Yuchen was slightly stunned. Obviously, he did not expect her to suddenly change her mind. He then slightly invisibly restrained his gaze, his eyes rippled with warmth and said, "The car is parked outside."