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After about fifteen minutes of eating, Blonde Punk burst into the hot pot restaurant with a group of people, ignoring the owner's pleas, and pushed the owner aside as he walked towards Mo Ming. A bunch of unruly individuals followed Blonde Punk.
"You bastard, you really have some guts to eat hot pot here. Just wait, I'll make you eat this hot pot, and we'll see if your throat is made of iron!"
Blonde Punk swaggered over, but when he saw Murong Lian and the other women, he was momentarily taken aback before laughing, "Oh, there are beautiful ladies here. You must be the boss of that little girl Qiu Lan, right?"
"You disgusting thing, hurry up and get lost. Don't make me lose my appetite!" Murong Lian shot a disdainful glance at the blonde-haired man and coldly replied. With Mo Ming here, she felt completely at ease; this Xiao Huang Mao couldn't pull off any tricks.
Upon hearing such contemptuous words from Murong Lian, Blonde Punk's expression immediately darkened. He snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, you filthy woman, don't act like you're the boss. I don't care who you are; if you offend me, Hong Ye, you'll regret it!"
Just as Blonde Punk finished speaking, a crisp "smack" echoed through the air. Before anyone could comprehend what had happened, Mo Ming had already slammed Blonde Punk's head onto the table. Hot soup splashed onto Blonde Punk's face, causing him to scream in pain.
"You damn brat! You've got some nerve! How dare you touch me, Hong Ye? Brothers, teach him a lesson! Once we deal with this punk, I'll take you all out for drinks!" With his numbers on his side, Blonde Punk grew bolder. Even though he knew Mo Ming wasn't an easy opponent, he thought that they could easily take him down together.
As soon as Blonde Punk's words left his mouth, the thugs rushed forward without hesitation. Mo Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent as he said to Murong Lian and the other women, "Step aside and watch the show; I'll handle this!"
"Alright, Mo Ming. Just don't hold back; this kind of scum deserves a good lesson!" Murong Lian nodded with a smile and then retreated with Lin Yuan'er and Jun Qianqian to one side.
At that moment, one thug swung his fist from behind Mo Ming. Without even turning around, Mo Ming kicked backward forcefully, sending that thug flying. The thug behind him was caught off guard and fell to the ground as well.
"Haha, that girl Qiu Lan is my good friend! You bastard dare to toy with her feelings? I was planning to teach you a lesson anyway, but since you insisted on provoking me, don't blame me for what happens next."
Mo Ming's face twisted in rage as he ignored the thugs behind him and forcefully moved Blonde Punk's head towards the pot. The scalding soup splashed onto Blonde Punk's head; no matter how much he struggled or resisted, he couldn't break free from Mo Ming's grip.
A small thug's strength couldn't compare to someone like Mo Ming who had undergone extensive training. Soon enough, Mo Ming had submerged Blonde Punk's head into the pot. The heat made Blonde Punk scream out loud: "Ah! Ah! Ah! It's burning me alive..."
This scene terrified the thugs behind them into stopping in their tracks. They looked at Mo Ming in fear; they had eaten plenty of hot pot before but never seen someone put another person into the pot. How could they not be scared?
Do not mention those punks; even the people around were vomiting. At this moment, Mo Ming looked like a demon that had crawled out of a grave, causing many customers to choose to settle their bills and leave.
Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Mo Ming exerted force and threw the Blonde Punk away, coldly staring at him and saying, "Consider this a lesson. I don't want to kill anyone, so pay the shopkeeper and get lost quickly. Otherwise, I will make you disappear forever."
This statement might not have had much deterrent effect earlier, but seeing the Blonde Punk with a bald spot on his head and a flushed face made all the punks shiver, including the Blonde Punk himself, who trembled in pain.
"Hmm? Didn't you hear what I said?" Mo Ming noticed that the Blonde Punk did not respond and felt a bit disgusted, frowning.
The Blonde Punk, with a mournful expression, said, "I heard you! I'm going to settle the bill right now!"
"Alright, just pay and get out," Mo Ming waved his hand and said lightly.
The punks immediately helped the Blonde Punk to the front desk to pay, then left in disgrace.
Seeing that the Blonde Punk had also left, Mo Ming turned to Murong Lian and the others and asked, "Have you eaten enough?"
"Even if I haven't eaten enough, I feel full now. After your commotion, I’m starting to feel a bit nauseous!" Murong Lian rolled her eyes; she couldn't handle the scene where Mo Ming had pressed the Blonde Punk into the pot.
"Hehe, fine then. I'll pay the bill and take you all to Couple's Beach for some fun!" Mo Ming chuckled and went to settle the bill before leading Murong Lian and the others out. If they stayed any longer, it would be troublesome when the police arrived!
…
The next day, Mo Ming drove Murong Lian, Lin Yuan'er, and Jun Qianqian to Starry Rhythm Advertising Company. Jun Qianqian felt bored at home and decided to follow them to the company.
Poor Mo Ming had to accompany three women at the company. Since he promised Murong Lian and the others that he would act as their bodyguard, he had to keep his word. He followed them almost everywhere every day, which was quite exhausting; Mo Ming regretted agreeing to this arrangement.
Upon arriving at the company, Murong Lian, Lin Yuan'er, and Jun Qianqian entered Murong Lian's office and did not come out again. Mo Ming didn't care what they were discussing; they could talk among themselves while he enjoyed some peace.
Whenever Mo Ming thought of Blonde Punk, he couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Qiu Lan, who was diligently working. It had been less than a month since he left, and how could Qiu Lan have gotten involved with a jerk like Blonde Punk?
"Girl, what are you busy with?" After much contemplation, Mo Ming decided to tell Qiu Lan. After all, the truth would come out eventually; it was better to face the discomfort sooner rather than later.
Qiu Lan looked up, puzzled, and asked, "I'm busy reviewing documents. Do you need something from me?"
"I do have something to discuss. Can we talk?"
"Sure, what do you want to talk about?" Qiu Lan set aside her work and nodded.
Mo Ming glanced around and said to Qiu Lan, "This isn't the right place for a discussion. Come with me."
"Where are we going?" Qiu Lan asked curiously, noticing Mo Ming's suspicious demeanor.
"Just follow me," Mo Ming replied as he started walking toward the break room.
"What’s up with Mo Ming? He seems a bit off," Qiu Lan murmured as she followed him.
Once they reached the break room, Qiu Lan looked at Mo Ming and said, "Alright, can we talk now? What’s so mysterious?"
"Are you in a relationship?" Mo Ming asked directly without beating around the bush.
Upon hearing Mo Ming's question, Qiu Lan's face flushed slightly as she shyly replied, "Why are you asking me about this?"
"I heard some rumors and wanted to confirm if you're really in a relationship."
"Fine, I am in a relationship. But why do you care so much? Mo Ming, you already have three women; you can't be thinking about someone else while you're with them," Qiu Lan teased, thinking that Mo Ming was genuinely concerned about her.
Mo Ming looked at the smiling Qiu Lan and bitterly smiled, saying, "Yes, one shouldn't eat from the bowl while thinking about what's in the pot. Girl, how did you start with him?"
"Mo Ming, you're acting really strange today. Why are you so concerned about my matters?" Qiu Lan glanced at Mo Ming suspiciously, her heart racing as she mistakenly thought that Mo Ming had feelings for her.
"I consider you my sister, so it's not wrong to care about you. I just don't want anyone to hurt my sister, that's all." Mo Ming didn't joke around with Qiu Lan and said directly, "Last night, I saw your boyfriend being intimate with another woman."
"Haha, Mo Ming, why are you joking with me? Ah Hong would never do something like that. I believe in him." Qiu Lan laughed heartily, thinking Mo Ming was just kidding and didn't take it seriously.
"I'm serious; I'm not joking!" Mo Ming said earnestly: "This isn't just me; President Mu and Director Lin can testify to this. Girl, I don't care how he deceives you, but I advise you to get out before you get hurt."
"Are you serious?" Qiu Lan still found it hard to believe, but seeing Mo Ming's serious expression made her somewhat convinced. The thought of her boyfriend being affectionate with another woman made her head spin.
Mo Ming sighed and said, "I wish it were false. Girl, telling you this isn't to make you sad; I just want to prevent you from being deceived by a jerk!"
"Woo... woo..." Qiu Lan didn't say a word, but tears fell like rain. A cloud of sadness loomed over her head, and Mo Ming knew that this cloud wouldn't dissipate easily.
Seeing Qiu Lan cry so heartbreakingly, Mo Ming couldn't bear it and hugged her tightly, saying, "Alright, stop crying. It's not worth it to cry over that jerk. There are plenty of good men in the world; how about I introduce you to one another day?"
"Woo woo..." Qiu Lan buried her head in Mo Ming's arms and cried freely. Seeing her so devastated, Mo Ming didn't know what comforting words to say and let her cry as much as she needed.
After crying for a long time and exhausting her tears, Qiu Lan still felt sad and kept sobbing while recounting how she met Blonde Punk. Mo Ming hurriedly found some tissues and handed them to her to wipe her nose.
After listening to Qiu Lan's story, Mo Ming finally said, "You little girl, why did you go to a mixed place like a bar? What nonsense about a hero saving a beauty! I'm telling you; that was a trap set by that scoundrel!"
"He set a trap?" Qiu Lan asked while wiping her nose with the tissue and sobbing.
Mo Ming nodded and said, "Yes, it was designed to trick you into falling for it. He’s a bad person; how could he be a hero? Girl, it's not worth wasting so many tears on that kind of man!"
"Really?"
"Really!"
Seeing Mo Ming's serious expression, Qiu Lan believed him and tried to hold back her tears. "Okay, it's not worth crying over that kind of person. Mo Ming."
"Mm?" Mo Ming responded.
"Thank you for caring about me so much. If it weren't for you, I might have been fooled by him," Qiu Lan said, breaking into a smile.
"What are you thanking me for? I consider you like a sister; how could I let you be deceived by a jerk?" Mo Ming smiled slightly and said, "Alright, just smile. I'll introduce you to some good men another day!"
"Is that true?"
"Why would I lie to you? It's true!" Mo Ming smiled at her. Qiu Lan extended her pinky finger and said, "Pinky promise!"
"Sure, pinky promise!" Mo Ming hooked his pinky with Qiu Lan's.
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