mtl008 Chapter 135 Today, I will not back down!
Chapter 135 Today, I will not back down!
"You'd better know your place." Qin Reng resolutely took a few steps forward, his gaze sharp as a knife. The muscles in his shoulders tensed slightly with his movement, making one involuntarily feel a tightness in their chest.
"Hmph, how childish." The woman shook her head, secretly marveling at his actions. Qin Reng's gaze seemed to be silently provoking her bottom line. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Today, she is my woman." Qin Reng's lips curled slightly upward, his attitude domineering yet brimming with confidence, as if everything was under his control. He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over her with unwavering resolve, a silent vow forming in his heart: no matter the cost, he would protect her. Neither that woman nor anyone else would allow Yu Yuetong to be harmed.
"Confidence is good, but do you know her current situation?" The woman took a step closer, a strange smile on her face. Temptation and threat intertwined in her voice, like a vortex that would swallow you whole.
In that instant, a series of hurried footsteps sounded behind her, as if foreshadowing an impending storm. Yu Yuetong's heart tightened; the sound grew closer, and a wave of unease washed over her.
"Let her go!" A clear, loud male voice came from outside the carriage, deafeningly loud. Yu Yuetong's eyes lit up, and a surge of hope rose in her heart. It was the protection she had always longed for, the source of her secret hope.
A figure streaked towards them like a shooting star in the night, and upon arrival, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Qin Reng's gaze instantly deepened and hardened, foreshadowing the decisive battle he was about to engage in.
"Today, I will not back down!" His clenched fist slammed down like a boulder, charging against the enemy before him, filled with burning passion.
Yu Yuetong took a deep breath, inwardly marveling at the sheer force of the situation. No longer the passive figure she once was, her eyes gleaming with resolute courage, she turned towards the heart of the conflict.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, the intense smell of gunpowder about to explode in the cramped space. The newcomer stopped a few steps away, and under the light, the face was so familiar that Yu Yuetong instinctively widened her eyes—Mo Qingcheng.
"What a coincidence, to actually run into a scene here." Mo Qingcheng slowly raised a half-smile, his gaze sweeping around the scene before finally landing on Qin Reng. "Even the young master of the Qin family has come to this, forced to this point."
"Get lost." Qin Reng's gaze was like a knife, and the words he uttered were icy cold, like a warning to a wolf cub testing the boundaries of danger.
Mo Qingcheng laughed nonchalantly, raising his eyebrows and crossing his arms, looking like he was enjoying the show. "I can leave if you want, but..." He gave the woman in front of him a meaningful look and clicked his tongue. "Looks like the show is about to end."
Yu Yuetong didn't know whether she should worry about Qin Reng or be thankful for Mo Qingcheng's appearance. This man never played by the rules; he always brought out an even more chaotic situation when things were at their most chaotic, pushing everyone to the brink of collapse.
"Mo Qingcheng, did you come here to watch the show or to cause trouble?" Her speech quickened unconsciously, her tone revealing a hint of suppressed impatience and anxiety.
"Of course I'm here to save the day." Mo Qingcheng said casually, but his gaze swept over Qin Reng, a hint of mockery appearing on his face. "After all, our little Yue Tong is more valuable than gold, and I have to protect her with my own hands."
Qin Reng turned his head, his eyes revealing a cold and sharp gaze: "Stop pretending to be a good person here. In this situation, you still have the nerve to show your face. You are far too confident."
"Oh, your pretty little face is even cuter now." Mo Qingcheng said calmly, deliberately ignoring Qin Reng's cold move and questioning. However, his thin lips tightened for a moment, then curved into a wicked smile: "Actually, I didn't intend to get involved in this mess, but when I heard Tongtong's name, I couldn't help myself. You know, one of my pleasures in life is seeing you get the short end of the stick."
"Mo Qingcheng!" Qin Reng wished he could step forward and pinch that guy's mocking face.
"Don't be so loud, it'll scare our little Yue Tong." Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow slowly, making sure to bring Yu Yue Tong into the conversation, "Besides, no matter what you do, in the end she'll still have to rely on me to save her."
"Nonsense." Qin Reng's fingers twitched slightly, a flash of coldness and struggle crossing his eyes.
Yu Yuetong watched as the standoff between the two men grew increasingly intense, threatening to extinguish the atmosphere entirely. She truly couldn't understand why these men always preferred to put on such a stalemate at crucial moments!
"Enough!" she finally couldn't help but speak, her tone laced with a kind of anger that seemed to come from nowhere. "Are you all having a contest to see who has the thickest skin? What kind of time is this to be tearing each other apart like this? Don't you think you're being stupid?"
She gritted her teeth, rubbed her forehead, and took a deep breath: "Can't you be a little... cooperative?"
The two of them were stunned for a moment, then said in unison, "Shut up!"
The air fell silent once more.
Yu Yuetong covered her face, feeling she might have just experienced the most unlucky scene of the year. And in that tense moment of stalemate, the woman's laughter pierced the silence once more.
"Really..."
Before she could continue speaking, Qin Reng suddenly moved. With a swift, cold flip, he shielded Yu Yuetong behind him, then said in a deep voice, "Hold on tight."
The next second, a violent crash echoed through the carriage, the overhead lights went out in an instant, and everything descended into chaos.
The violent impact caused the entire carriage to tilt for a moment, and the previously stable space suddenly began to shake. The lights went out, and darkness, like a curtain suddenly drawn open, quickly swallowed everything.
"Xiao Yuetong, hold on tight." Qin Reng's deep but somewhat urgent voice rang out, pulling Yu Yuetong back from her dazed state of mind.
"Hold on?! What am I supposed to grab?!" she complained, instinctively tugging at Qin Reng's collar. Her mind was a complete mess: What was going on? One second it was a melodramatic love triangle, the next it was an action movie scene?
"Of course it's me!" Qin Reng grasped her wrist and gave his answer almost without much thought. He then pulled her closer to him, protecting her even more tightly.
"Do you want to roll around like a lump of mud?" Yu Yuetong was almost suffocated by his movements. "Let go of me! Can't I protect my own body?"
"Tsk, I didn't realize you were so optimistic," Qin Reng muttered under his breath, but his grip on her hand didn't loosen at all. Although they were both having trouble breathing, he still chose to pull her even closer, even if she desperately begged for help, it would be useless.
"At a time like this, you two still have time to fight amongst yourselves?" Mo Qingcheng suddenly spoke, his tone still as nonchalant as ever, but surprisingly composed.