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Wen Tingli hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Meng."

"Are you injured? Should I take you to the hospital?"

"I am fine."

Meng Qiguang said nothing more, but instead looked around the store calmly.

Wen Tingli quietly observed him for a moment, then turned her gaze to Qiu Lingyun on the ground. Every time Qiu Lingyun screamed, she felt a little more pain in her heart. Every time he was punched, the nausea left in her body dissipated a little.

Meng Qiguang never had the intention of asking his men to stop, as if he wanted to let Wen Tingli see the miserable state of Qiu Lingyun being beaten. When Wen Tingli suddenly realized this, she found that Meng Qiguang had turned his gaze to her face at some point.

"Miss Wen, do you feel better now?" he asked frankly.

This person is obviously very smart. He can see through other people's little thoughts at a glance. Such people often have the ability to manipulate people's hearts. Wen Tingli looked at him cautiously and said politely: "Thank you Mr. Meng for your help. I will go to the police station to report the incident first. When the police come to arrest people later, please be a witness, Mr. Meng."

Meng Qiguang seemed to have heard a joke: "Police? The police in the concession do everything except the serious things. To deal with such people, it is better to use a more direct method. How about this, Miss Wen, please step aside for a while. I have a few words to say to this boy. It's not very elegant and I'm afraid it will pollute Miss Wen's ears. Xiao Gao, take Miss Wen to the car and wait. She may be injured. Go buy some medicine powder for her."

When Qiu Lingyun heard this, he covered his penis and screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Meng! If you dare to castrate me, I will burn down your Meng Mansion! Others are afraid of you, but my father and I are not afraid of you! Do you know who my father is?"

Wen Tingli was shocked and wanted to say something, but Meng Qiguang's expression told her that what happened next had nothing to do with her.

"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" Qiu Lingyun twisted and struggled like crazy on the ground. "We're all men, stop pretending to be noble in front of me! Last time you interfered in the affairs of our two families, but this time you're here to mess with me again. Wen Tingli and I have been childhood sweethearts, is it your turn to teach me a lesson? Do you think that if you destroy me, Wen Tingli will be yours? You're dreaming!"

Meng Qiguang's men became angry when they heard this and were about to hit again with their fists, but Meng Qiguang stopped them with his hand. He walked to Qiu Lingyun with his hands in his trouser pockets and kicked him hard in the face. Qiu Lingyun's nose was crooked and two of his front teeth flew out in the splattering blood.

Qiu Lingyun continued to yell unyieldingly, "I didn't want to say this, but you forced me to! My father is now the adopted son of Cao Zhenyuan, the old leader of the White Dragon Gang. All of Shanghai has to trust him. That's why I have the White Dragon seal of the White Dragon Gang tattooed on my back. If you don't believe me, just look for yourself! My father helped the old leader make a big deal not long ago. Leader Cao has long regarded him as his confidant. Dare you touch me again!"

Wen Tingli had already walked to the door, but she stopped when she heard this. Could it be that the police in the International Settlement were protecting Qiu Dapeng for this reason? !
Unfortunately, the next second, the door closed in front of her, and the man named Xiao Gao said to her politely: "Miss Wen, I will take you to Mr. Meng's car to wait."

Wen Tingli hesitated. Qiu Lingyun was beaten in her store and might be "castrated" in her home next. Meng Qiguang was not afraid of anything, but she was just an ordinary citizen. Even if she left, the police would find her. She was also very concerned about whether what Qiu Lingyun said was true.

"Well..." she tried to speak.

Xiao Gao said sympathetically: "Miss Wen, don't worry. Mr. Meng will hold up the sky if it falls."

After saying this, he led Wen Tingli to the rickshaw without further ado.

Wen Tingli sat in the car, feeling extremely uncomfortable. After waiting for a while, Xiao Gao came with a bag of medicine powder and medical cotton.

"Miss Wen, there is a cut on your neck. Please apply some medicine. Here, this is a mirror." The man was surprisingly meticulous. He handed the medicine in from the window and immediately turned his back.

Wen Tingli thought that not only was Meng Qiguang respectable himself, but he also educated his subordinates to be polite and tactful.

She hurriedly thanked him and applied medicine in front of the mirror. Suddenly, she saw another car appear at the end of the road. The car sped all the way to the alley entrance. Five or six young men in silver-white short coats jumped out of the car.

The White Dragon Gang! This gang often collects rent in the market, and the common people are more or less afraid of them.

As soon as the group got off the car, they headed straight into the depths of the alley. Wen Tingli followed their backs closely, thinking to herself: Was Qiu Lingyun just bragging?

Not long after, the people from the White Dragon Gang actually came out carrying the dying Qiu Lingyun. Looking under the light of the street lamp, there was not a single piece of good flesh on Qiu Lingyun's body, but there was no bloodstain on his private parts.

Soon after, Meng Qiguang and others also came out. There was another person dressed as a leader who was pulling Meng Qiguang aside to chat.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng, for your mercy. It's not a pity for this kid to die, but his father risked his life for our old boss. You also know that our boss Cao is the most protective of his subordinates. Fortunately, after this lesson, I believe this kid has learned his mistake and will never dare to disturb Mr. Meng's friends again. Since Mr. Meng has almost vented his anger, I will take this brat away."

These words seemed soft, but in fact they could not be rejected. Meng Qiguang looked unhappy, and the man hurriedly said with a smile: "Mr. Meng is willing to give us face this time, and the old gang leader will know what is going on. Didn't Mr. Meng have a batch of goods stranded at the dock last time? It's a small matter, the old gang leader will call Director He tonight."

Meng Qiguang still showed no sign of letting go, so the man quickly walked up to Qiu Lingyun and squatted down: "Tell me! Do you dare to harass Mr. Meng's friends again in the future?"

Qiu Lingyun clenched his teeth and refused to speak.

"You little brat, you are still so stubborn even when you are about to die. Don't expect Boss Cao to help you again in the future! Tell me, will you dare to do it again in the future?"

Finally, Qiu Lingyun hummed unwillingly: "No... I don't dare anymore."

The man smiled at Meng Qiguang and said, "Did you hear that, Mr. Meng? This kid will never dare to do that again in the future."

Meng Qiguang watched expressionlessly as they lifted Qiu Lingyun onto another rickshaw. Amid the sounds of "boom" and "boom", the rickshaw disappeared into the night at the same speed as when it came.

In the car, Wen Tingli stared at all this with her mouth wide open. As soon as Meng Qiguang got in the car, he said, "Let's take Miss Wen back to Cixin Hospital first."

"No need." She said hurriedly, "There is a tram nearby, it's very convenient to take it back, thank you Mr. Meng."

Xiao Gao said in front: "Miss Wen, let us take you back. The people from the White Dragon Gang haven't dispersed yet. Be careful that the road is not safe."

The car turned around and drove towards Cixin Hospital. Wen Tingli quietly moved her body. Meng Qiguang sat next to her. The two were so close that she could almost hear his breathing. She felt a little restrained for some reason. She sat upright for a while and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Meng, did you help pay for my father's hospitalization last time?"

As she said this, she took out another banknote from her schoolbag. Since they had met here, she might as well return the money to Meng Qiguang in person, which would make it more solemn. As for the one she had given to Dean Deng before, Dean Deng would naturally return it to her after she explained the situation.

Meng Qiguang suddenly changed the subject: "How long have you known the Qiu family father and son?"

"We've known each other for a long time." Wen Tingli thought for a while, "When they were in Nanjing, my father and Qiu Dapeng were sworn brothers. Their relationship gradually faded after they came to Shanghai."

"Last month, Qiu Dapeng secretly used two ships of Dabao Foreign Trade Company to help the White Dragon Gang transport two boxes of gold bars."

Wen Tingli was stunned.

"When the cargo ship passed Wuhan, officials from the Ocean Shipping Bureau happened to come to investigate. The White Dragon Gang members drank too much and accidentally revealed their whereabouts in front of several officials. The two ships of 'yellow fish' were about to be confiscated. It was Qiu Dapeng who risked his life to hide the cargo from the gunpoint and successfully saved the gold bars. Since then, the old leader of the White Dragon Gang has recognized Qiu Dapeng as his adopted son."

Wen Tingli frowned secretly when she heard this. No wonder Qiu Dapeng dared to bully her father so recklessly that night, and even evaded legal responsibility afterward! It turned out that he had the support of the White Dragon Gang.

"Now even the police in the International Settlement can't touch Qiu Dapeng, because once they touch Qiu Dapeng, it would be tantamount to becoming an enemy of Gang Leader Cao." After a moment's silence, Meng Qiguang shrugged and said, "I can't do anything about this father and son with the surname Qiu." Wen Tingli was in a state of confusion, and she was stunned when she heard this. This Mr. Meng was obviously unfathomable, but sometimes he was surprisingly frank.

She bit her lip and said, "Thank you, Mr. Meng, for telling me about the twists and turns. After all, this is the grudge between the Wen family and the Qiu family. It has nothing to do with you from beginning to end. You have helped us several times. I am very grateful in my heart. I will definitely repay you when I have the chance in the future."

Meng Qiguang turned his head and glanced at Wen Tingli.

The car happened to pass by a department store, and the colorful neon lights in the window shone in from outside the window, and Wen Tingli's face was completely exposed to the light.

He himself always turned his back to the light.

In the dim light, Wen Tingli noticed for the first time that Meng Qiguang's eyes were extremely bright.

But soon, Meng Qiguang turned his face away, looked out the window and said, "Speaking of which, I was also entrusted by someone. Xingchu was locked up in the study by his father all day, and he was worried that something might happen to you, so he repeatedly asked me to take care of you. Otherwise, I would not have appeared in front of you again and again, so Miss Wen, you don't have to feel sorry. As a cousin, I am just helping Xingchu."

Wen Tingli fell silent when she heard the name "Qiao Xingchu".

Meng Qiguang glanced at her: "Did my cousin's husband send someone to follow you?"

Wen Tingli said "hmm". Meng Qiguang looked a little disapproving, as if he was very disdainful of his cousin and brother-in-law's actions. Suddenly he remembered something and smiled and said, "I heard that you forced my cousin to help you transfer to Shishi Girls' Middle School? I'm really curious about how Miss Wen did it. My cousin is stubborn and capable... ordinary people can't control her."

Wen Tingli pursed her lips and said, "I have my own way, but it's not convenient to tell Mr. Meng. Mr. Meng, please don't be offended."

Meng Qiguang didn't ask any further questions.

The car suddenly became quiet, and that invisible pressure came over her again. Wen Tingli vaguely felt that the person sitting next to her was not a man, but a sword hidden in a scabbard. Although the sword's edge was restrained by the scabbard, that sharp aura was everywhere.

A dangerous, conquering aura.

Although both are men, this Mr. Meng gave her a very different feeling from Qiao Xingchu.

She quietly turned her head and stared at the window on the other side in a daze. Fortunately, she arrived at the hospital entrance soon. She handed the silver note to Meng Qiguang.

"This is the hospitalization fee you paid for my father last time. Please keep it." After getting off the car, he bowed to Meng Qiguang, "Thanks to your help with what happened tonight. Thank you." He turned around and ran into the hospital.

Meng Qiguang held up the banknote and didn't speak for a long time. Xiao Gao, who was sitting in the front seat, hadn't waited for any instructions yet and couldn't help but turn around: "Mr. Meng, are you going home or looking for Mr. Gao and the others?"

Meng Qiguang flicked a dime of the banknote out of boredom and put it into his suit pocket: "Let's go back to the Meng Mansion."

***
Wen Tingli was shocked when she arrived at the ward. The bed was surrounded by doctors. In addition to Dr. Thompson, who was usually in charge of her father's condition, Dean Deng was also there.

Mrs. Zhou came out holding Xiao Taozi in her arms: "Oh, you're finally back. Hey, Miss, what's wrong with you? Did you have a fight with someone?"

Xiao Taozi also curiously reached out and touched her sister's neck: "...It hurts...It hurts."

In front of so many people. Wen Tingli didn't know what to say, so she took Xiao Taozi into her arms and kissed her twice, then asked Mrs. Zhou in a low voice: "Why is Dean Deng here?

"It is said that the hospital has just received a batch of new drugs from the UK, and Director Deng plans to make a new 'plan' for you."

New medicine? Wen Tingli suddenly felt a glimmer of hope in her heart. She didn't dare to go in and disturb them for a while, but just stood at the door and listened.

Later, Dean Deng led a group of doctors out, and while walking, he gave instructions to Thompson. When he saw Wen Tingli, she said kindly, "We have changed some medicines for your father. Come to my office later and I will talk to you in detail."

Wen Tingli said "OK" quickly. She went to her father's bedside and saw that she didn't know what medicine Director Deng had just used, but her father was obviously sleeping more soundly than usual.

When there were fewer people around, Wen Tingli went upstairs to look for Dean Deng. As soon as she entered the room, she asked eagerly, "Dean Deng, my father—"

Dean Deng was only concerned with looking at Wen Tingli's neck: "I thought I was dazzled just now, but it turns out you are really injured. What happened? Did someone bully you?"

In front of the kind Dean Deng, Wen Tingli couldn't hold back her emotions. She only said one word, "I..." and then stood there sobbing.

Dean Deng stood up in astonishment and walked to Wen Tingli, put his arm around her shoulders, and patted her gently: "Good child, don't cry first, tell me what happened."

That warm embrace reminded Wen Tingli of her mother. She cried even more sadly and told the story of what happened tonight in a halting manner.

Deng Yi was shocked and angry: "Shameless! It's absolutely shameless!"

Wen Tingli wiped her tears and said, "President Deng."

Deng Yi thought for a moment with a grim face, then returned to his desk, took out a document, and led Wen Tingli to sit on the sofa nearby.

"You take a look at this first."

It was a report on my father's condition issued by Ci Xin Hospital, with the signatures of Director Deng and Thompson at the bottom.

"I was just about to ask Thompson to personally deliver this injury report to the police station to urge the police to handle the case," Deng Yi said with a serious face, "but if it is really the White Dragon Gang that is protecting the murderer, your father's case may be difficult to handle. Xiao Meng is right. The White Dragon Gang has always been feared by local bureaucrats and businessmen. It's not because of their power, but because of their dirty tricks. Anyone who gets involved will be in trouble."

Wen Tingli's face was filled with resentment at first, and then her expression gradually darkened.

Dean Deng's face was firm. "Don't worry, we can slowly find a way. If we want your father's case to be handled fairly, we have to find someone that the White Dragon Gang is afraid of. But most government officials don't want to get involved in the affairs of the White Dragon Gang, and among the merchants, the Lu family is probably the only one in Shanghai that doesn't buy into the White Dragon Gang's account."

"The Lu family?"

"It's the Nanyang Lu family. The Lu family's roots are in Nanyang, and the White Dragon Gang can't reach that far. I heard that the gang leader surnamed Cao not only doesn't dare to provoke the Lu family, but also tries every means to get in touch with the Lu family to do some overseas business. If someone from the Lu family could be asked to come forward, this matter might be a different situation, but——"

Who would be willing to wade into such muddy water for an irrelevant person?

Wen Tingli was speechless, but Dean Deng suddenly thought of something and stood up and walked to the desk: "Wait a moment, I'll call a friend."

(End of this chapter)