“Chase him! Hurry up and chase him! He’s robbing people in broad daylight!”
“Everyone, stop him!”
Suddenly, a burst of commotion rang out on the road. Lin Yunchu, who had just left the hospital, hadn’t gone far when she saw people running and others chasing in the middle of the street.
In an instant, a nimble figure shot out from a nearby noodle shop and pinned the criminal to the ground with a loud bang.
The man’s movements were as agile as a leopard—swift, powerful, and overwhelming, crushing his opponent entirely with brute strength.
“Let him go! Or I’ll hack you to death!” someone shouted while the man was restraining the criminal. At that moment, another person suddenly raised a knife and swung it toward him.
“Die!”
In the blink of an eye, before anyone could react, Lin Yunchu grabbed a small stool nearby and smashed it hard onto the attacker’s head.
The attacker’s head rang with a buzzing sound, and the direction of the blade shifted, its force greatly reduced.
Hearing the sound of the knife hitting the ground, Si Zheyan felt a cold sweat break out on his back, his heart still shaken.
If that blade had landed on his back, he would have been lying in the hospital for at least half a month.
“You bastard! You’re with them, and you still dared to ambush someone. Do you think ordinary citizens are Terracotta Warriors who can only stand there and not move?”
Seeing the attacker already unable to fight back, Lin Yunchu angrily kicked him twice.
She had been slowly adapting to her situation and storyline, but it was suffocating her.
Finally getting a punching bag like this—how could she not vent properly?
“…”
Si Zheyan looked at the girl in shock.
Her voice was sharp and heroic—cool and handsome.
He had assumed she would be tall and strong.
Unexpectedly, she was slender, delicate, and small—but that tiny frame was even more ferocious than his.
The intense contrast made Si Zheyan inexplicably find her… cute.
Lin Yunchu noticed his gaze and looked up. When she saw the man’s face, she froze.
Sharp brows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, a handsome and defined face, deep eyes, and an aura full of vigor—like a leopard ready to strike. This matched exactly the novel’s description of the male lead.
This man was exactly as described.
So even though she had deliberately avoided his usual route, she still ran into him—the male lead Si Zheyan.
Thinking about how the original host had tried everything to get close to him, to please him, yet never received even a shred of affection—and how in the end he helped the real daughter destroy her, the fake heiress—Lin Yunchu cursed angrily, “Damn bad luck!”
She shouldn’t have saved him.
She should’ve just let that criminal stab the male lead to death.
“…”
Si Zheyan looked at the muttering girl, his eyes filled with curiosity and confusion.
The girls around him were usually proper, quiet, gentle, and refined.
But Lin Yunchu was the most special one he had ever seen—she looked fragile, yet was full of righteousness; seemed quiet, yet was lively and adorable.
“Miss…” Si Zheyan greeted her.
“Who are you calling miss?” Lin Yunchu snapped back, “I’m not familiar with you. Call me comrade.”
“…Alright,” Si Zheyan replied helplessly, quickly correcting himself. “Comrade.”
“Stop right there! I’m not on your side, and I’m not your comrade either! And this matter is over—don’t follow me!”
With a sharp warning glance, Lin Yunchu turned and ran off.
As fast as she could.
“…”
Si Zheyan was speechless.
“What a noble girl. She saved someone and left without asking for anything in return!”
“Yes, not at all attached to her merit.”
“A true living Lei Feng!”
The surrounding crowd sighed in admiration.
Si Zheyan’s lips curved slightly.
At that moment, another woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd.
“You villain! Still trying to fight back after being beaten down?”
She grabbed a brick and smashed it hard onto the restrained criminal’s head.
The man let out a muffled groan and collapsed again.
“…”
Si Zheyan.
“…”
The surrounding crowd was speechless. This girl might have a problem.
The two criminals had already been subdued and couldn’t move at all, yet she still ran over to hit them as if she was trying to kill them.
Lin Keke proudly replayed her actions in her mind.
Good—she finally met Si Zheyan first and helped him.
“No need to thank me! This is what I should do.”
“Anyone would have stepped in for justice.”
Feeling everyone’s eyes on her, she lowered her head shyly.
Si Zheyan liked delicate-looking girls; in his past life, he had once been moved by Lin Yunchu.
She felt that her appearance now could touch his heart.
She secretly glanced at him.
He looked so handsome at this moment—white shirt, faintly visible chest muscles, sharp brows, bright eyes, full of masculine energy.
Her heart pounded faster.
Compared to Lin Keke’s excitement, Si Zheyan frowned slightly, his expression hard to describe.
“We should take them to the police station. People like this deserve prison!”
“Everyone, help out!”
The crowd eventually helped, and the police soon arrived. Unexpectedly, special police forces also appeared.
Their arrival made everyone tense.
Had something serious happened in the city?
Soon after, even more officers arrived—but Si Zheyan had already disappeared.
The special police also vanished.
“…”
Lin Keke was left standing there in confusion.