84: Chapter 84 My daughter has grown up, with strength to uproot mountains and a spirit that overshadows the world.

When Zhao Yang arrived at the Bo'ai Hospital in Hucheng, it wasn't even noon yet.

After getting out of the taxi, he walked briskly toward the inpatient department and saw Meimei jogging toward him from a distance.

"Brother Yang, you're here." Meimei stood in front of him, catching her breath as she spoke.

Zhao Yang looked up at the inpatient department without stopping his pace. "Which floor is Rose on? I didn't hear clearly on the phone. Who started it, how many people were there, and why didn't the crew stop them?"

Meimei was stunned. "What... which floor? Brother Yang, we tried to pull her back... but Rose's strength is too great, we just couldn't hold her."

"Hmm?" Zhao Yang stopped in his tracks, feeling a sense of absurdity. "What did you say?"

Meimei made a bitter face. "Brother Yang, we really couldn't hold her back! Rose is just too strong! Producer Zhang was even dragged along and took a tumble, knocking a big purple lump on his head. If it weren't for her uncle and aunt being there to persuade her, I really don't know what would have happened."

Zhao Yang scratched his hair. "You mean, Rose beat up the others? And she's fine?"

Meimei nodded blankly. "Yeah, aren't you here to see the injured?"

Zhao Yang glanced in the direction of the hospital rooms and turned to leave. "Why would I see them? Where is Rose?"

"She's at the police station giving a statement."

"They didn't give you guys a hard time, did they?"

Meimei shook her head. "No, Producer Zhang and the others all went."

Zhao Yang laughed secretly to himself—a false alarm.

He had completely forgotten that Huang Yimei shared his Physical Body attributes. Despite her delicate appearance, she was a Barbie with the strength of a titan at heart.

"Let's go, to the police station."

On the way, Meimei explained what had happened clearly.

It turned out that a film crew from Hong Kong happened to be staying at the same hotel. Two actors and an assistant had a bit to drink, and seeing how beautiful Huang Yimei was, they went up and started getting handsy. Huang Yimei initially tried to dodge them, but the other party became increasingly excessive, so she didn't hold back anymore.

As a result, one had three broken ribs, one had a fractured arm, and the biggest one took a punch to the stomach and fainted from the pain on the spot—he only woke up after being carried to the emergency room. After examinations, he was fine, just in pain.

Zhao Yang smiled faintly after hearing this, remembering the day Huang Yimei clenched her little fists and did chest-expanding exercises.

Yeah, she was full of strength!

He wanted to laugh out loud three times.

Meimei suddenly leaned in, her expression subtle. "Brother Yang, since Rose is so skilled, why don't we film a martial arts movie?"

Zhao Yang was stunned. "Isn't it a Wuxia movie right now?"

"That's special effects and wire-fu. I'm talking about a real kung fu movie. Look at how beautiful Rose is, and with her martial arts skills, I can't even imagine how popular she'd be."

A flash of inspiration struck Zhao Yang.

Brotherhood of Blades—Ding Baiying! The Liu Tianxian version!

That would be awesome!

Thinking of Huang Yimei slashing through the Wuxia dreams of so many other actresses, Zhao Yang felt his blood boil with excitement.

...

When they arrived at the police station, Huang Yimei had just finished giving her statement and was coming out. Huang Jianzhi and Wu Yuejiang were accompanying her on either side, followed by Producer Zhang and the others.

The hotel's surveillance footage was complete, showing that the other party had harassed her and started the fight first. Although there was suspicion of using excessive force, looking at Huang Yimei's Heavenly Immortal face, which officer wouldn't be dazed? Furthermore, with Producer Zhang and Xu Da Meinu present to protect her, the police station didn't make things difficult. They released her after clarifying the situation, only requesting that she not leave Hucheng for the time being—since the crew was originally planning to stay for another two or three months, this requirement was as good as nothing.

The police didn't make things difficult, but everyone else had a dazed expression. Especially Huang Jianzhi and Wu Yuejiang, who looked as if they were meeting their daughter for the first time—is this really the girl I gave birth to?

The one with the broken ribs wasn't just hit; he was picked up by Huang Yimei and slammed onto the ground.

The burly man weighing nearly two hundred pounds was knocked down with a single punch, foaming at the mouth and losing consciousness.

The only one who was somewhat normal was the one with the fractured arm—it had been twisted.

The elderly couple shared the same thought at that moment, simultaneously feeling the same worry—does Zhao Yang know that Rose is this violent? Would he... return her?

Producer Zhang whispered to Xu Da Meinu as they walked. "You see now? This is the weight of a first-class merit in anti-gang operations. If you're friends with Rose, no one in the entertainment industry would dare to bully you."

"It really feels safe to film with her." Xu Da Meinu nodded, deeply agreeing. Suddenly, she looked up. "Producer Zhang, that handsome guy in front seems to know us."

Producer Zhang looked over. "Oh, that's Rose's brother, you should hurry up and get to know him."

At that moment, Huang Yimei also saw Zhao Yang and froze. Then, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, let out a "waa" cry, and rushed up to hug his waist tightly.

"Brother Yang, wuwuwu..."

Zhao Yang gently patted her back. "What's wrong? Is your hand hurting?"

"No... wuwuwu!"

Zhao Yang frowned slightly. "Did the police officer scold you?"

"No... wuwuwu!"

Zhao Yang raised a corner of his mouth. "Is it because you're happy to see me?"

"That's not it either... wuwuwu!"

Zhao Yang's eye twitched. "Then... you cry for a while, and we'll talk later."

Huang Yimei looked up, looking at him with teary eyes. "I'm not unhappy to see you. I really didn't mean to, I just got hot-headed and acted... I didn't know I had so much strength... he broke three ribs... Brother Yang, I think they're so pitiful..."

Zhao Yang's mouth twitched. "They got what they deserved, and you still think they're pitiful?"

"But... I hit him too hard..." Huang Yimei wiped away a tear. "I want to go see them, Brother Yang, will you go with me? Otherwise, I'll feel really guilty."

Zhao Yang looked at her tearful appearance, paused, and still nodded. "Alright."

He didn't stop her.

In the eyes of those three guys who were beaten, this kind of saintly behavior was simply adding insult to injury.

Afterwards, Zhao Yang exchanged a few pleasantries with Huang Yimei's parents and the crew members, then had Meimei drive, and the three of them headed straight to the Bo'ai Hospital.

Inside the hospital room, A Feng, who had three broken ribs, had just hung up the phone, gritting his teeth. "A Wei, this matter cannot just end like this! Godfather said he will help us vent our anger. Once we report this to Hong Kong, we must get that bitch blacklisted!"

A Wei looked venomous. "I've never suffered such a big loss! The mainland police won't let her off; intentional assault, she'll at least spend a dozen days in the slammer."

He turned his head to look at an elegantly dressed middle-aged woman beside him. "Sister Xi, is there any news from the police side?"

Sister Xi sighed. "I haven't asked yet. The injuries you two have are the real trouble; I don't know how long it will delay things, and every day with people to feed and expenses to pay costs money..."

Just as she was speaking, the hospital room door was pushed open.

An incredibly handsome guy walked in.

Sister Xi's eyes lit up—how could such a handsome man exist in the world? If she could sign him to the company, he wouldn't need to do anything; just relying on this face would be enough to make a fortune. She immediately straightened her back, put away all negative emotions, and smiled. "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Zhao Yang was also stunned for a moment.

The two people on the hospital beds looked a bit familiar, and he also had some impression of the middle-aged woman.

Soon he realized—damn, it was them. Rose really knew how to pick people.

Before he could speak, the expressions of the three people in the room changed simultaneously. Sister Xi looked surprised, while A Feng and A Wei both showed expressions of fear, shrinking back into the corner of their beds in unison.