C91 He Is My Husband!

Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively tried to sidestep.

"Freeze! Just stay put, and I promise I won't bug you tomorrow. But if you don't, expect me to harass you every single day!" Han Qiqi's voice, threatening yet childlike, rang in his ear.

Despite her attempt to sound menacing, she actually came across as quite adorable.

Zhang Chen was taken aback, confusion flickering in his gaze.

He glanced back to see a group of young men approaching rapidly.

The leader's smile vanished in an instant, his eyes blazing with fury.

Zhang Chen's gaze shifted back to Han Qiqi, and he felt a wave of resignation wash over him.

It looked like he was being used as a human shield once more.

For the sake of future tranquility, he resigned himself to the situation and sat in silence, waiting.

He took a quick assessment of the group. They appeared to be Han Qiqi's peers, probably seventeen or eighteen years old.

For some reason, the leader looked vaguely familiar to Zhang Chen.

The young man demanded with a cold edge, "Qiqi, who is this guy?"

Anger laced his voice.

Zhang Chen shook his head in resignation. Being young, he was an open book, unable to conceal his feelings.

Han Qiqi took Zhang Chen's arm, pressing close against him.

"Isn't it obvious?" she retorted, her impatience clear.

Han Qiqi was surprisingly forthright.

Zhang Chen paused, puzzled. If she was so capable, why didn't she just reject the guy outright? Why use him as a shield?

The young man's chest heaved with emotion as he blurted out, "Qiqi, you know I like you! Why would you let someone else be your boyfriend?"

Their immaturity was palpable.

Zhang Chen cringed inwardly, finding the whole situation excruciating.

Annoyed, Han Qiqi snapped, "Yee Qingtian, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm not into you. Can't you get that through your head? Leave me alone, will you?"

Yee Qingtian?

A flicker of recognition crossed Zhang Chen's mind.

That explained the familiarity; Yee Qingtian bore a striking resemblance to Yee Qingsong.

Yee Qingtian's expression darkened, and through clenched teeth, he seethed, "What family are you from, daring to steal a woman from me?"

Zhang Chen said with a chuckle, "I'm just a guy from the countryside. No money, no clout."

Yee Qingtian and the two young men behind him were taken aback by his words.

A country boy?

They scrutinized Zhang Chen for a while, but he didn’t appear to be joking.

Eventually, Yee Qingtian bellowed, "You're nothing but a rural nobody, and you dare to compete with me for a woman! You're asking for trouble!"

Zhang Chen, with a helpless gesture, replied, "That's not what happened. She's the one clinging to me, and frankly, it's quite bothersome."

"Please, just take her away. Can you help me out here?"

However, as Zhang Chen spoke, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his waist.

He gasped in agony.

She pinched him!

Looking up, Zhang Chen saw Yee Qingtian's face darken with fury.

The two young men behind him were visibly enraged as well.

Zhang Chen was perplexed.

He was telling the truth.

Why wouldn't anyone believe him?

With a heavy sigh, Zhang Chen felt a profound sense of helplessness.

Times may have changed, but people's hearts remained the same.

Yee Qingsong, through clenched teeth, demanded, "Is this a challenge to me?"

Zhang Chen shook his head earnestly, insisting, "It's the truth."

"You..."

Yee Qingsong lost all control, his anger erupting as he roared, "You're digging your own grave!"

No sooner had he spoken than the two young men beside him lunged to the side, each grabbing a wine bottle.

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed. Without time to think, one of the young men charged at him.

The bottle swung toward Zhang Chen's head with a crash!

Startled, Zhang Chen instinctively kicked the table leg, shifting his body and the chair backward just enough.

He narrowly avoided the young man's blow!

Zhang Chen was astounded – it was pure instinct.

Had the last two days of training paid off?

The attacker was baffled.

A smirk spread across Zhang Chen's face as excitement surged within him.

This was the perfect opportunity to put his recent training to the test!

He swiftly caught the young man's wrist and yanked hard.

The young man let out a cry of pain, and the bottle slipped from his grasp.

Zhang Chen snatched the bottle and tapped the young man's head with a light flick.

A crisp sound rang out!

The young man staggered and collapsed to the side.

And the bottle didn't even shatter!

Another youth charged at him, triggering an image of Loong San's attack in Zhang Chen's mind.

With a subtle shift of his feet and a slight lean of his torso, he deftly sidestepped the assault.

Zhang Chen was thrilled—his training had truly paid off!

Amid the other young man's dumbfounded gaze, Zhang Chen tapped his head with the bottle once more.

The sound echoed again.

The young man slowly toppled over.

Seizing the moment, Zhang Chen wrested the bottle from his grasp, now wielding one in each hand, and pivoted to face a bewildered Yee Qingtian.

Han Qiqi's eyes were round with astonishment, her gaze filled with shock.

She had assumed only Zhang Chen's bodyguard was formidable, yet to her surprise, Zhang Chen himself had some moves!

Yee Qingtian's eyes bulged, equally filled with fear.

The next instant, Zhang Chen swung the bottles aloft!