Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 404 - 283 Meng Chuyan’s True Face (Third Update, Part 2)
This piece of news, Qi Xiuqi saw it in the "detention room."
Though called a detention room, it’s different from a prison cell or a detention center, because his current status is merely an internal police isolation review, so his treatment is relatively better.
After reading, Qi Xiuqi sighed and turned to pat his "fellow inmate" in the same room: "From now on, you’ll no longer exist in this world."
The person turned his head blankly, surprisingly, it was the "already dead" Father.
He smiled bitterly: "The police are quite resourceful, simply taking the responsibility for the disappearance of my body upon themselves. But it won’t work, that person won’t be fooled."
Qi Xiuqi chuckled lightly: "There’s no way to completely fool someone in this world, all it takes is to shut him up. Even if he knows perfectly well you’re not dead, what can he do? To him, you’re already a severed kite string; he can’t find you now, and that’s what’s most important."
"You should understand, the police did all this just trying to save you. And you were originally unforgivable and supposed to die."
Father’s face was ashen, his gaze no longer had the past’s lofty enthusiasm, "I understand, from now on, if I want to survive, I can only rely on the police."
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Hong Kong.
Tang Yanqing walked past Lan Gui Fang, peering into the glass windows of each bar.
Unhurriedly, he opened a door hanging with a Purple Copper Wind Chime and walked in, leisurely making his way to a shapely figure from behind.
A young girl, in typical nightclub attire. Though dressed in a warm woolen dress, her back was completely open, intentionally revealing the black crossed bra straps.
For some women, when wearing a backless dress like this, they only want to use invisible silicone straps; but for some women, they instead use more straps to enhance the look.
The one in front of him undoubtedly belonged to the latter.
Tang Yanqing leisurely scanned her from top to bottom, taking in her damp, sinuous long hair, shapely tender back, round and pert hips, and straight, fair long legs, then — didn’t whistle in amazement, but merely shrugged lightly.
The girl’s companion in front of her noticed and gave the girl a look.
The girl turned around.
Wearing a cat mask, she indeed resembled a wild and wicked little wildcat in the night.
Not only was she wearing a mask, but her eyes also had enchanting purple lenses in them. But when these unbelievably seductive eyes met Tang Yanqing’s face, they lit up with a look of fright.
Tang Yanqing, however, gave a nonchalant smile: "Hey, I caught you."
The girl greeted her drinking and smoking companions reluctantly and walked out of the bar door. In a deserted alley, she angrily lashed out: "Mr. Tang, what do you mean?!"
Outsiders would never see from this outfit that this figure walking in the night, dressed revealingly, drinking, and smoking, was actually the pure and beautiful young idol, Meng Chuyan.
Tang Yanqing maintained a leisurely smile, casually keeping his hands in his pockets: "What do I mean? Don’t you know? I came to Hong Kong just for you, you sneaked out of the hotel, so of course, I have to follow you the whole way. I care about you so much, if something happened to you, what would I do."
This was said with no real sincerity, it grated on Meng Chuyan’s nerves. She irritably reached out and shoved him hard: "Enough of this! Mr. Tang, you’ve been pestering me for so long, what exactly do you want?" She took a step forward, yanked open her collar, and thrust her soft pink neck toward him: "Do you want to play with me? If so, just say it. Why pretend to be some deep-loving gentleman, why put in so much effort? Just name a proper price, and I’ll put myself in your bed."
"But if you really think you’re some romantic fool, sincerely wanting to play some deep-hearted gentleman’s game with me, then I advise you to save it! You men, especially you sons of affluent families, no matter how glorified you seem in others’ eyes, in my eyes you’re the most hypocritical and pretentious bastards!"
Tang Yanqing squinted his eyes.
Meng Chuyan, seeing this, laughed even more happily, pressing her elegantly curved body up to him: "Come on, Mr. Tang, play with me. However you want to play, I’ll satisfy you. See, this is a dark alley, do you want to play the forceful embrace game? Okay, come on, however miserably you want me to scream, I can scream that miserably."
The way she offered herself like this, every man she encountered would pounce. Regardless of their status: bald old men, everyday upright politicians, or seemingly refined artists... in front of her young body, they all shed their human skin, just like a male animal.
There would be no difference with this Tang Yanqing in front of her.
She, with a nearly joyful vengeful heart, waited for him to pounce on her ruthlessly as well... but unexpectedly, the defiant man before her merely extended a long index finger, pressing it against her forehead, as if without much strength, yet forcing her to retreat step by step.
In a dimly lit alley, they were finally separated, each standing on one side.
Meng Chuyan was stunned: "What do you mean?"
He withdrew his finger, nonchalantly slipping it back into his pocket, gazing at her with a cool stare.
With her experience, she could understand a man’s gaze all too well. The one before her wasn’t pretending; those eyes genuinely held not the slightest desire for her.
He even arrogantly turned away, not even looking at her: "Games in a dark alley? Hah, I’ve played them long ago. As for my playmates, Judy, it won’t be you."
He gently closed his eyes, recalling that unbelievably graceful figure in the dark alley, swaying softly before him.
He then smiled.
Except for her, no woman’s body could spark even the slightest interest in him.
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Meng Chuyan had never encountered such a man, much less seen a man so disdainful of her beauty.
Embarrassed and angry, she asked, "Then what on earth do you mean? Coming after me, showering me with attention, if it’s not to play with me, are you really in love with me?"
He laughed lightly, shrugging, his gaze turning back arrogantly: "In love with you? Miss, save it."
Meng Chuyan was almost driven mad by his indifferent arrogance. She stomped her foot and shouted, "Then what do you want from me? Speak!"
In her eyes, any man who came to her and showered her with attention, besides sex or games, what else could it be for? No matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t figure it out!
"To save you."
In the darkness, his voice seemed like a lantern fog drifting from the alley, bright yet elusive and mysterious, making her unable to believe.
"Save me?" She stared at him intently: "What do you mean?"
Tang Yanqing let out a light hum: "Your reaction earlier has already given you the answer: Judy, you are not a happy little star. You are just a plaything wrapped in the halo of stardom. From a young age, you’ve seen too many greedy men who only ever wanted your body."
Meng Chuyan stepped back, her body pressed tightly against the wall.
The winter night’s wall was damp and cold, like the skin of a snake.
"What does it matter to you? I haven’t called the police. Even if you’re an officer, you have no right to meddle!"
Tang Yanqing looked at her with pity: "Judy, don’t speak in anger. Look at your little wildcat outfit and your actions of secretly slipping out of the hotel to get drunk in the middle of the night. These are your subconscious acts of rebellion. You don’t want to be that controlled Meng Chuyan. You loathe being packaged as gentle and lovely for others. You don’t want to live that life anymore, nor use your body as a commodity to earn money for others."
"So you need the police’s help. Even if you haven’t called, your actions have already revealed your true inner desires."
Meng Chuyan staggered again but was speechless, silently shedding tears.
"No, you can’t help me. If I cooperate with you, I won’t survive. They will certainly silence me, and I will die miserably."
Tang Yanqing nodded: "I know everything you say is true. But Judy, do you really want to continue living like this? Always a puppet for others, surviving perhaps, but do you still feel human in those moments, able to have your own joys and sorrows, able to express your true feelings?"
Meng Chuyan was stunned, and after a long while, shook her head vigorously.
"I don’t want that. But I have no choice! No one can save me, and in this big world, there’s no one I can rely on."
Tang Yanqing reached out his long arm, wrapped it around her head, and brought her into his embrace.
"Come to me. We’ll help you."
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The night deepened and the streets were empty of pedestrians except for vehicles racing by, wrapped in the sound of the wind.
She obediently clung to his chest, letting him guide her back toward the hotel.
This seemingly intimate posture was merely to facilitate him instructing her on how to face her manager and Luo Xiansheng upon returning to the hotel.
As they got closer to the hotel, she became so nervous that her hands turned ice cold. She clenched his clothing with her small hands and asked softly.
"Mr. Tang, you promised you would protect me, right?"
He looked down at her, his gaze full of unprecedented sincerity and gentleness: "I swear it."
