**After saying that, Jun-Yu angrily stormed toward the exit of the bar. But suddenly Shi-Han ran after him and tightly hugged him while bursting into tears. Perhaps Jun-Yu's slap had finally made her realize her own mistake. Instantly, Jun-Yu raised both his hands upward. The boy who didn't understand emotions suddenly felt miserable hearing Shi-Han cry. His chest churned violently. He could not understand how to comfort her.
**Was Jun-Yu a police handcuff or something? The moment Shi-Han hugged him, he raised both hands into the air. Shi-Han, overwhelmed with emotions, tightly hugged Jun-Yu in front of an entire public bar full of people, almost as if she had handcuffed him herself. Jun-Yu was completely trapped within Shi-Han's embrace.
Shi-Han:- I am sorry, Jun-Yu. I can't take this anymore. My mind isn't working. And then this unknown girl did all these things today! In anger, I just said whatever came to my mouth. Please forgive me. Don't leave me alone today. I can't tolerate anyone insulting my friends. My childhood friend Xiao-Tong is missing, and then this girl did all this to both you and me. I can't handle it, Jun-Yu. I can't explain the storm raging inside my heart. Fine… let me just find Xiao-Tong once, then I'll leave your apartment.
**Shi-Han's height reached Jun-Yu's shoulders. Resting her head against his chest, she cried endlessly. Today she had no shame, no hesitation, no awareness of anything. Hearing Shi-Han cry, Jun-Yu once again forgot his anger. He thought that if he had not stubbornly stayed by her side tonight, what would've happened to this silent girl in such a busy city? Slowly lowering his hands, Jun-Yu stroked Shi-Han's head—
Jun-Yu (softly):- Hey, Miss Shankchunni, aren't you supposed to be a strong girl? Why are you crying like this? Aren't you the Martial Queen? Look, that girl is still lying on the floor after getting beaten by you. I'm here beside you. I won't leave you even for a moment.
**After some time, Jun-Yu gently pressed Shi-Han's shoulders and moved her slightly away from him. Holding her delicate face softly in both hands—
Jun-Yu:- Look, Shi-Han, I'm right here beside you. Stop crying like a child. People will think my Shankchunni strong bodyguard is actually weak and cries so easily.
**Jun-Yu removed his hands from Shi-Han's face, took out tissues from his pocket, wiped her tears, then handed the tissues to her—
Jun-Yu:- Waiter! Waiter, bring tissues over here.
**Following Jun-Yu's order, one of the bar waiters respectfully bowed and handed tissues to him. While wiping his own face with tissues, Jun-Yu said—
Jun-Yu:- Surely the bar's CCTV cameras recorded everything this girl did to us.
**The waiter quietly lowered his head without speaking. Once again, Shi-Han could not understand what Jun-Yu truly meant. Just moments ago, Shi-Han herself had hugged Jun-Yu. And she too was a girl. So which girl was Jun-Yu talking about when he mentioned "recordings"? Shi-Han felt another sudden shock at his words.
Jun-Yu:- Stop lowering your head and immediately throw this characterless girl out of the bar. Otherwise, it won't even take me two minutes to shut down your alcohol business with CCTV evidence.
Waiter:- Security! Security!
**The waiter lowered his head and called security. Shi-Han still stood there stunned by Jun-Yu's strange behavior. This boy spoke in such a way that nobody could ever understand what was truly going on in his mind. Just like she still could not tell whether Jun-Yu had minded being called "zombie" before, even today she could not understand which girl he was calling "characterless."
**Within minutes, the waiter called security guards, and after charging Xin-Yan a huge compensation fee for causing chaos in the bar, they threw her out. Only then did Shi-Han finally regain some composure.
**As security dragged Xin-Yan out, the DJ at the counter once again blasted the music at full volume. All this time, however, two unknown men had been watching Jun-Yu closely from a corner of the bar, whispering to each other.
First Person:- Boss, did you see that guy wearing the most expensive Patek Philippe watch, the Grandmaster Chime? That guy just kicked our bird out of the bar.
**From his words, it was obvious he meant Jun-Yu. The second man sat at the table holding a burning cigarette between his index and middle fingers while swirling a wine glass with the same hand, listening carefully. After the first man finished, the second man took a sip of wine, dragged on his cigarette, exhaled smoke, then pointed toward the drunken Xiao-Tong—
Second Person:- So what if one's gone? Another one will come. This girl is prettier than the last one. Take her to the bar's secret room. And listen, see that guy at the table? Looks around twenty-four or twenty-five. He has a QCW-05. He might be a cop, so move the girl carefully. And call more men to deal with that guy wearing the 340-crore watch.
First Person:- Alright boss, it'll be done.
**It was obvious from their conversation that these two men were not good people. Only they knew what they truly intended to do. But the boy with the QCW-05 the second man pointed out was none other than Shu-Yang.
(Note:- QCW-05 is a close-range gun/SMG operated with both hands.)
**Shu-Yang had been drinking quietly beside the counter. However, his face had been turned away, so Jun-Yu had not noticed him. Earlier in the evening, when Jun-Yu called Shu-Yang to trace
Xiao-Tong's location, Shu-Yang had been in his car. Besides, Shu-Yang did not know Xiao-Tong personally. After giving Jun-Yu her location, Shu-Yang had paid no further attention to the matter.
**Now Jun-Yu no longer dared let go of Shi-Han's hand a second time. Who knew where she might end up causing trouble again. It was better to keep holding her hand. And after what happened with the drunken girl, Shi-Han herself also refused to let go of Jun-Yu's hand again. Yet because of both embarrassment and resentment, she remained completely silent.
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**Inside the brightly lit beer bar, through the crowd of boys and girls lost in the high-volume music, Jun-Yu kept searching for Xiao-Tong while tightly holding Shi-Han's hand. Suddenly, in one corner of the bar, his gaze stopped on Shu-Yang. Seeing Shu-Yang in the beer bar, Jun-Yu became quite shocked and absentmindedly muttered—
"Shu-Yang! What is Shu-Yang doing here?"
**From a distance, it was hard to tell whether it was really Shu-Yang or someone else. Out of suspicion, Jun-Yu walked closer while still holding Shi-Han's hand, and saw that it truly was Shu-Yang. Shu-Yang had not drunk even a single drop. He was only swirling a glass of wine taken from a large glass bottle. His gaze was fixed solely on the swirling wine. Only Shu-Yang himself knew what thoughts he was so deeply lost in. So many things had happened in the bar, yet he had not even turned his head once to see what was going on around him.
**Suddenly, his eyes landed on those two dishonest men. They were staring at Shu-Yang strangely. So that they would not suspect Shu-Yang of being a police officer, Shu-Yang repeatedly touched the wine glass to his lips. This time as well, to remove their suspicion, Shu-Yang raised the glass to his pink lips.
**Seeing Shu-Yang drinking made Jun-Yu extremely frightened. His mind could not process why Shu-Yang had come to this bar. If he had come with a police force or wearing a uniform, it could at least be understood that he came for an investigation. But Shu-Yang had come wearing a black hoodie with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and white earbuds in his ears.
**At most, Shu-Yang would just drink and lose consciousness in the bar, nothing more than that. But Jun-Yu was irrationally terrified after seeing Shu-Yang. Shu-Yang still had not noticed who was standing beside him. Shi-Han kept looking at Jun-Yu and wondering why he was acting like this, as if his soul was about to leave his body at any moment.
**Jun-Yu, far more angry than frightened upon seeing Shu-Yang, slammed his hand on the table and shouted—
Jun-Yu:- What is wrong with you, Shu-Yang? Didn't I forbid you from going anywhere near wine? You really don't feel like listening to me, do you? Do you know that since this afternoon I've felt like I'm suffocating, like I can't breathe?
**After saying everything in one breath, Jun-Yu started panting heavily. Shu-Yang suddenly trembled upon seeing Jun-Yu standing beside him in such an enraged state. He immediately placed the wine glass on the table. The moment he heard that Jun-Yu was having trouble breathing, it felt as though Shu-Yang himself was struggling to breathe even more than Jun-Yu. In an instant, all the haze in his mind disappeared—
Shu-Yang:- Jun-Yu! Bro, you're here? And what did you say happened to you? Tell me first, where does it hurt?
**Shi-Han remained a silent spectator. She had thought Jun-Yu was serious, but now she realized he was far more serious than she had imagined. Since the afternoon, the boy had been silently struggling just to breathe, and Shi-Han had not understood even a little bit of it—
Jun-Yu:- You don't need to know what happened to me. You and Papa both want me to die, don't you? Here, take this—"Cheers." Oh right, you're allergic to drinks. Then I'll drink yours too.
**While saying this, Jun-Yu angrily poured more wine into Shu-Yang's glass and raised it in a "Cheers." But in the very next moment, thinking about Shu-Yang's alcohol allergy, Jun-Yu gulped down the entire glass of wine himself. Shi-Han stared at Jun-Yu's furious face in distress and noticed how rapidly his masculine throat moved up and down. Before she could say anything, Jun-Yu finished the glass in one go and, in anger, lifted the entire glass bottle from the table and started drinking directly from it.
**Shi-Han knew nothing about Shu-Yang. But by now, she had at least somewhat understood the reason behind Jun-Yu's life-threatening state. Shu-Yang was allergic to alcohol. Considering Shu-Yang's health, Jun-Yu had become this agitated and terrified.
**Jun-Yu was indeed the son of a wealthy family, but there could hardly be another person in this world with such a flawless character as his. He had been around beer bars and alcohol before, but had never actually tasted it. Today, in anger, he finished a glass of wine, but as he tried to drink from the bottle, his throat and chest felt like they were burning to ashes. Not a single drop of water had been mixed into the wine in that bottle. It was completely pure wine.
Shi-Han:- Jun-Yu, what are you doing? Why are you so angry? Your rage is completely off the charts, like twelve thousand megawatts of electricity—no one can handle it. Stop it, who drinks like a madman like this?
Shu-Yang:- Jun-Yu please, bro stop. I promise I will never in my life— Jun-Yu! Jun-Yu!
Shi-Han:- Jun-Yu. Why aren't you saying anything?