80: I had a full meal at Pan Sixuan's house, and now I can't eat anymore...

Zheng Yiyun slightly raised her head, a shy smile gracing her face, like a delicate, dewy flower.

She nodded gently:

“Thank you, Xiao Feng, if it weren’t for you, I really don’t know what I would have done…”

Her heart was filled with gratitude, thinking that if Jiang Feng hadn't appeared in time, she truly didn't know what terrible things she would have encountered.

“Oh, Xiao Feng.”

Zheng Yiyun seemed to suddenly remember something important, and the worry on her face deepened. She didn't care about anything else, reaching out to grab Jiang Feng's arm, and said urgently,

“Are you hurt? Let me take a good look…”

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Feng's response, she began to carefully examine every part of Jiang Feng's body, her serious demeanor as if Jiang Feng were an incredibly precious treasure that could not endure the slightest damage.

Jiang Feng was tickled by her actions:

“It’s nothing, Aunt Yiyun, don’t worry, I was paying attention the whole time, I really wasn’t hurt.”

With his super strong physique and perfect Thai Boxing skills, if he could get injured fighting a group of hooligans, then he, Jiang Feng, might as well give up.

“That’s good!”

Hearing this, Zheng Yiyun seemed to have a huge weight lifted from her heart. She let out a long sigh of relief, and her entire body relaxed.

She looked at Jiang Feng gently: It's good that he's fine, otherwise she would have felt guilty to death.

The two shared a quiet moment, then Zheng Yiyun seemed to remember something. She gently pushed Jiang Feng away, trying to calm her still rapid breathing.

A hint of worry touched her pretty face, her brows slightly furrowed, and she softly said:

“Xiao Feng, it’s not very safe here, let’s go home.”

Her voice was soft and carried a hint of worry, her brows slightly furrowed.

She was afraid that those hooligans would return and threaten them again, and she didn't want Jiang Feng to be in danger again.

Jiang Feng nodded and said, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

In his heart, Liu Chuanzhi wouldn't be able to lay a hand on him for a short time, but seeing Zheng Yiyun still shaken, he couldn't bear to refuse.

He thought, it’s better to go along with her and put her at ease.

Jiang Feng walked ahead, gently taking Zheng Yiyun's slender hand, which was soft and delicate, making his heart flutter.

The unit building was somewhat dim, and the walls of the stairwell were covered with various small advertisements—for locksmiths, roof repairs, leak patching, surrogate mothers for heavy money, etc. It was a colorful, chaotic mess.

These small advertisements were also very difficult to clean, sticking tightly to the walls like psoriasis, making the entire wall ugly and somewhat irritating to look at.

When funds were more abundant, Jiang Feng planned to buy a villa for his 'golden house for a mistress'. This community was too crowded with too many gossiping people, all acquaintances, making it uncomfortable to live in.

Zheng Yiyun followed behind Jiang Feng, her steps somewhat heavy.

Her hand was held by Jiang Feng, and her heart gradually settled down, but thinking of those hooligans, she still couldn't help but feel a little scared.

She secretly glanced at Jiang Feng, thinking: It's so good to have Xiao Feng by her side!

Arriving at the doorstep, Zheng Yiyun took out the key from her bag, her hand trembling slightly. After opening the door, she let out a sigh of relief, her entire body relaxing as if she had returned to a safe harbor.

“Finally home!”

Jiang Feng followed closely, smiling as he asked, “Where’s Sister Qingning? Why isn’t she here?”

Zheng Yiyun changed her shoes while smiling, her face showing a hint of indulgence:

“Oh, her, she’s like a lazy pig as soon as she gets home, she won’t get up until the sun hits her butt!”

After speaking, she couldn’t help but shake her head gently, a smile on her lips.

She thought to herself, her daughter was her little cotton-padded jacket, although sometimes a bit lazy, she was still so cute.

Zheng Yiyun recalled that two days ago, she was secretly teaching Jiang Feng when Zhang Qingning came in and immediately expressed her feelings, saying she liked Jiang Feng…

Thinking of this, her expression couldn't help but dim slightly.

Jiang Feng also smiled, saying, “Oh, then let her rest well.”

Zheng Yiyun changed her shoes and walked into the living room, heading towards the kitchen, and asked,

“Xiao Feng, have you had breakfast? Aunt Yiyun will make you some noodles…”

Her voice was gentle and kind.

Jiang Feng quickly waved his hand and said,

“No need, I just ate outside.”

He thought to himself that he couldn't trouble Zheng Yiyun any more; she had just gone through such a terrifying experience and should rest well.

Moreover, he had already eaten his fill at Pan Sixuan's house and genuinely couldn't eat any more…

Zheng Yiyun stopped, a hint of disappointment on her face, and softly said “Oh, oh” twice, then said, “Okay…”

There was a hint of regret in her tone; she thought to herself, she had wanted to make something delicious for Jiang Feng.

But she quickly adjusted her mood and said with a smile:

“Then Xiao Feng, you sit for a while. You must have used a lot of energy fighting just now! I’ll go pour you a glass of water…”

After speaking, she turned and walked towards the kitchen, her steps light.

Jiang Feng acknowledged her and sat on the sofa, feeling a warmth in his heart as he watched Zheng Yiyun's busy back.

Soon after, Zheng Yiyun came over with a glass of water, gently placing it in front of Jiang Feng, and said:

“Xiao Feng, drink some water first…”

Jiang Feng took the water, took a sip, and said with a smile:

“Thank you, Aunt Yiyun.”

The two sat on the sofa and began to chat.

Zheng Yiyun asked with curiosity:

“Xiao Feng, why were you so amazing today? Those hooligans were no match for you!”

Her eyes sparkled as if they contained countless small stars, filled with admiration for Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng put down the water glass, scratched his head, and said with a smile:

“I usually like to exercise, so I’m in good shape, plus… well, I also learned some Thai Boxing techniques at the gym… They were more than enough to deal with them. I originally planned to use them for self-defense, but I didn’t expect to run into this…”

He couldn't possibly say he had a system, could he?

I have cheats, who do I fear?

Zheng Yiyun listened, nodded, and a hint of worry appeared on her face as she said:

“Then should we just call the police? Those hooligans have strength in numbers, and we ordinary people can’t deal with them…”

She was extremely scared; those hooligans were like ticking time bombs, and she didn't know when they would explode again.

She was even more afraid that Jiang Feng would get hurt because of this.

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