One of the men with his jacket open walked out, touched his belly that shook as he walked, and said disdainfully, "Still just a young girl! Dare to use force in front of us?"

After saying this, he signaled for someone behind to come forward. Another man holding a rope was ready to tie her up once she was subdued. The man reached out to grab her shoulder, pulled her forward, and with a swift movement, twisted his arm, turned around, lifted her waist with force, and slammed the man to the ground hard!

Back then, to master this overhead throw, her fellow apprentices practiced with her countless times, yet she couldn’t do it well. The truth was, she couldn’t be ruthless enough!

The wretched man gave a look to the apparent leader, and three men went forward to surround Nangong Yang. One of them even pulled up the man who had fallen to the ground. The commotion had already attracted the bar’s attention.

Just as the wretched man ordered, "Take her down for me," a man wearing a pretentious outfit and glasses stumbled into the group, and said to the wretched man, "Oh dear, President Peng, who’s so blind to make you angry? You’re generous, calm down, calm down." Saying this, he took out a pack of unknown-brand cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to the wretched man.

The wretched man took the cigarette but showed no intention of lighting it. The man with glasses slowly lowered the lighter held in mid-air, awkwardly clearing his throat.

"Today I’m taking this chick away," the wretched man said to the man with glasses.

"That depends if you have the ability!" Nangong Yang was already in a ready-to-fight stance!

Before the man with glasses could speak, several hefty men rushed forward. But no matter how they moved, it looked awkward and unsteady. She sneered inwardly, realizing they were just amateurs, easily ducking down and slipping out through a gap. The hefty men, using too much force, couldn’t stop and crashed into each other, causing laughter among the onlookers.

The wretched man angrily threw away the cigarette and cursed, "Bunch of useless idiots!"

The hefty men, all with ferocious expressions, slowly closed in on Nangong Yang. While retreating, she scanned for Han Wanwan’s figure among the crowd, when a hand suddenly grabbed her arm, "Run!"

Han Wanwan pulled Nangong Yang out of the crowd. The onlookers, unwilling to see the two girls bullied, tried to help them by blocking the hefty men’s pursuit.

With everyone’s help, they successfully escaped the bar!

As Nangong Yang looked back, she asked Han Wanwan, "Are you feeling unwell?" After running for so long, if there were any complications, Lin Zhong would likely strangle her!

"I’m fine!" gasped Han Wanwan, a trace of a smile appearing on her previously troubled face, as she looked at her and chuckled foolishly.

"Foolish?" Still laughing! Nangong Yang rolled her eyes at Han Wanwan. "Feeling better?"

"Hmm!" Han Wanwan nodded vigorously like a garlic pounding machine.

It was a false alarm earlier. She wasn’t afraid by herself, but after all, there were four hefty men. Because she promised Chairman Zhang to decide on a transformation, Taekwondo had been shelved. Thinking about it is indeed frightening; maybe Taekwondo shouldn’t be given up, surely there’s a way to have both? Need to search later!

Taking out her phone to check the time, she saw several missed calls on the screen, all from Xiao Fang. A thousand crows flew through her mind—probably her leave request was denied. Sigh, another scolding incoming.

"Where are you? There’s a regular meeting this afternoon. Minister Li said no leave, said even for a funeral, you have to come back!"

Seeing the message from Xiao Fang, Nangong Yang angrily closed her phone. This Minister Li! Too much!

Seeing Nangong Yang’s expression was off, Han Wanwan asked, "What’s wrong?"

She told Han Wanwan about the message from Xiao Fang.

"You still have work! Oh, I forgot!" Han Wanwan suddenly realized, patting her forehead.

Nangong Yang felt her vision darken! Heartache! She told her she still had work when they left, but it seemed like this kid didn’t hear it! Never mind, taking a deep breath, the afternoon had passed anyway, and now it was getting dark, and she was hungry.

"Treat me to dinner!" Nangong Yang pouted at Han Wanwan.

"Alright, alright," Han Wanwan came over and hugged her arm.

It seems Han Wanwan is really back to normal, but the price she paid was too high, dear heavens! She looked up at the sky.

Since coming to this city, life was vastly different from what she had imagined. Now her time with Huang Puchen was merely limited to meals. The number of times they dined together dropped from double digits per week to single digits, leaving Nangong Yang feeling lost.

Han Wanwan often asked her if she had thought about possibly breaking up due to the unstable foundation of her sudden relationship with Huang Puchen, especially after knowing Huang Puchen’s real identity, with such a significant disparity in their social statuses... She said she didn’t know.

Every night, Nangong Yang would stare blankly at the night sky, asking herself if she regretted coming to this city. From childhood to adulthood, she was always sociable, but here, people seemed hostile toward her. To be honest, it made her unhappy.

Pulling her thoughts back, she saw Han Wanwan wolfing down her food across from her. It seemed like, in this city, besides Han Wanwan, there was no one else who would go crazy with her. She cherished her as family, keeping certain matters to herself to avoid worrying her.

Silently, Nangong Yang took out her phone, turned it on, and sent Lin Zhong a message saying, "Han Wanwan is fine; don’t worry."

Before long, her phone rang, and it was Huang Puchen, with a simple three-word message, "Where are you."

Not replying, she put her phone on silent and pocketed it.

Han Wanwan noticed Nangong Yang hadn’t started eating, "Come on, eat? What are you thinking about? This is your favorite sweet and sour ribs."

Seeing the ribs on the plate beckoning to her, she mentally encouraged herself, everything will get better! Go for it!

"Stop eating that; it’s not good for your health. It’s all mine now." I said, placing the sweet and sour ribs in front of me, my mouth full.

...

After dinner, Nangong Yang dropped Han Wanwan off at home and slowly wandered in the park. At night, the park was bustling, and seeing the middle-aged ladies enthusiastically dancing in the square, she joined in, trying to follow their moves.

After several rounds of square dancing, covered in sweat yet still full of joy, she kept dancing, even interacting with the ladies from time to time.

Her mood lifted as well, and she threw away all the drama from the bar, Xiao Fang’s messages, to the back of her mind. As the ladies gradually dispersed, she also left the group and headed home.