Forced into a romantic relationship.

Han Zhou vaguely remembered Han Long saying that the other person had proposed to his mother during a nighttime walk, so he really liked the feeling of revealing their feelings to each other in the darkness of night.

The stars are like witnesses, watching two people confide their secrets to each other. People may eventually forget, but the stars will never forget.

Han Zhou looked up at the sky. He remembered that when he was a child, the sky was full of stars. Back then, most people who went out liked to look up at the starry sky. It seemed that this was one of the purposes of going out. But now, you can hardly see any stars. If there is no moon, the sky is completely black, as if a huge black curtain has been covered, completely hiding the stars.

Han Zhou breathed in the night air; it had been a long time since he had gone out for a walk at night.

He was walking in the opposite direction from where he usually went to catch the subway. Because he hadn't walked this road in a long time, he wasn't sure if everything ahead was still the same as he remembered.

The streetlights along the road cast a warm glow, elongating the shadows of several low trees. Unidentified mosquitoes swarmed tirelessly around the lights, and the shadows on the ground shrank and disappeared into the tree shadows from time to time.

There were few pedestrians on the road, but occasionally you could see one or two stray cats curled up in a corner taking a nap.

"It's really quite deserted."

Han Zhou thought to himself that in a bustling area, the nightlife might just be starting at this hour, but in this remote place, people like him who go out for a stroll in the middle of the night are actually a minority.

"I remember there was a very long slope ahead..."

Han Zhou turned the corner and the next second he saw a very long, upward-sloping road. He used to like playing around here when he was a child. He was checking whether the scenery around him had changed from what he remembered when he suddenly noticed a fast-moving object on the slope in the distance.

Along with the object came a terrified scream.

"what!"

Hearing the sound, Han Zhou looked up in confusion, stared intently, and his expression suddenly changed as he realized what the fast-moving object was.

It was a woman in a wheelchair!

The wheelchair hurtled straight down the slope, clearly out of control. The woman in the wheelchair tried her best to control it, but to no avail. The wheelchair was going faster and faster, and the woman's expression became more and more terrified.

"Is this some kind of new challenge project...?"

Han Zhou was stunned, but judging from the woman's terrified voice, it seemed more like an accident. Her leg appeared to be in a cast; if she was allowed to slip and fall like that, she would definitely suffer a severe fall, and a wheelchair wouldn't be enough—a stretcher would be necessary.

It seems necessary to help this guy...

Han Zhou's thoughts raced. The wheelchair had gained enough momentum during its rapid descent, and he obviously couldn't be a fool and stand directly in front of it; doing so might cause him to fall in as well.

It's unrealistic to expect the woman to jump off the wheelchair, otherwise she probably would have already done so. So, the only thing he can do right now is to grab the wheelchair handles from behind and force it to slow down.

He didn't know if this was the best approach, but it was the only one he could think of at the moment.

"Help!"

The woman in the wheelchair had obviously seen Han Zhou below the slope and immediately cried for help. She had tried many methods, but she couldn't stop the wheelchair at all and could only watch helplessly as it went faster and faster.

"I'll help you! Hold on tight to me later!"

Han Zhou shouted loudly and ran towards the woman. He was completely focused throughout the process. He needed to grab the handle behind the wheelchair in time so that he could exert force backward immediately. If he missed, he would have to chase after the wheelchair downward. If he lost his footing, he might be dragged down the slope by the wheelchair.

This matter involves certain risks.

Fortunately, his condition of being "on the verge of death" at 70% gave him the confidence to try.

The woman had a good mental fortitude. Upon learning that Han Zhou was willing to help her, she immediately stopped shouting, took several deep breaths, gritted her teeth, and firmly gripped the armrests of the wheelchair, watching Han Zhou getting closer and closer below.

"Hold on tight!"

Just as he was about to pass the wheelchair, Han Zhou suddenly turned around, grabbed the armrest, tensed his muscles, and pushed back forcefully to slow the wheelchair's descent.

Due to the immense inertia, the woman's body suddenly lurched forward, almost falling off the wheelchair, and her expression changed drastically.

Just then, a large hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed the woman's upper body tightly. Her face stiffened, but she still instinctively grabbed the strong arm and used her other hand to firmly grip the wheelchair armrest to stabilize her body, thus avoiding being thrown off the wheelchair.

Han Zhou gripped the wheelchair tightly, sliding down a distance with it. Fortunately, he was incredibly strong and managed to force the wheelchair to stop. Seeing that everything was going as he expected, he collapsed onto the wheelchair, panting heavily. The woman's hair scent was clearly audible.

He was completely exhausted; he had run so fast that he had lost one of his slippers.

"Thank you."

The woman, who had survived the ordeal, quickly expressed her gratitude. She was too embarrassed to turn around because the other person's face was too close to hers. She then asked, "Are you alright?"

She knew very well that the other person was also taking a risk to save her.

"I'm fine, just a little exhausted, phew—" Han Zhou shook his head, panting, "I used every ounce of strength I had, how are you?"

With all your might?

The woman's face was flushed, perhaps from the fear of surviving the ordeal, or perhaps from the embarrassment of having her sensitive areas touched. Her thoughts were in utter chaos, and her body was unusually stiff. For a moment, she blurted out something that left Han Zhou almost speechless—

"Um... so could you please move your hand away..."

Chapter 100 You call this eight points of intelligence?

To prevent a recurrence of the accident, Han Zhou pushed his wheelchair to the flat ground below the slope, which was the street where his home was located.

Once he was sure the wheelchair had come to a steady stop, he turned around and picked up the slippers he had just run off to.

"Thank you so much, I was so grateful. I almost thought I was going to fall."

The woman in the wheelchair kept expressing her gratitude. If Han Zhou hadn't helped stop the wheelchair in time, who knows what might have happened if it had continued to slide down. She didn't want to go back to the hospital right after being discharged.

Name: Ouyang Lianyu

【Intelligence: 8】

Han Zhou looked at the top of the woman's head, slightly surprised. It wasn't because this guy had a relatively rare compound surname, but because he could actually see her intelligence. This meant that what had just happened had increased the woman's goodwill towards him.

In addition, the other party's intelligence of eight points also surprised him. You know, most people's intelligence is between five and six points. People with an intelligence of seven points are already relatively rare. This is the first time he has seen someone with an intelligence of eight points. According to his judgment, such a person can definitely be called a genius in the eyes of ordinary people.

He actually suspected that Mo Yixia's intelligence might also have reached eight points, but unfortunately, her attributes were never displayed, which prevented him from confirming his guess.

Seeing that Han Zhou didn't speak, Ouyang Lianyu asked worriedly, "You seem to have lost your shoes while running. Are your feet alright?"

Han Zhou shook his head: "I'm fine."

His feet had some minor abrasions, but it was nothing serious. The effects of the powerful pills in accelerating wound healing were still ongoing, and the cool sensation from the wounds made him barely feel the pain.

"It's good that you're alright."

Ouyang Lianyu breathed a sigh of relief at first, but after looking down at the other person's feet, she felt uneasy again.

The other person had just been barefoot, pulling the wheelchair for a distance, and their feet were likely already scraped. So he changed his mind and said, "How about I take you to the hospital to get it checked out?"

Han Zhou was silent for a moment, then asked with a strange expression, "Are you sure you can take me to the hospital?"

Ouyang Lianyu quickly understood his meaning, looked down at the wheelchair beneath her, and looked somewhat worried.

Han Zhou smiled and said, "I'm really fine. Besides, my home is nearby. I can just go back and rest for a bit."

Even without the speed-up effect of a miracle drug, there's no need to go to the hospital for such a minor scrape.

He's not some kind of popular celebrity.

Seeing that the other person didn't mind at all, Ouyang Lianyu finally felt relieved. Of course, she could tell that the other person lived nearby, otherwise they wouldn't be out strolling around in slippers so late at night. But it was fortunate that they did, otherwise she would have been in real trouble.

She still feels lingering fear when she recalls her terrifying experience.

"Are you out for a walk?" she tried to strike up a conversation with Han Zhou.

"Hmm, I have some trouble sleeping."

"Insomnia?" she quickly asked. "I know some ways to treat insomnia that might be able to help you."

"It has nothing to do with insomnia."

Unable to contain his curiosity, Han Zhou asked, "Can I ask you why you slid down the slope?"

Ouyang Lianyu looked sorrowful and explained, "My home is on this slope. When I was passing by the slope, I suddenly remembered that I had left something at the hospital. I hesitated whether to go back to get it, but I was too engrossed in thinking about it. In addition, it was my first time in a wheelchair, and I was not very good at operating it. So I slipped down the slope without realizing it."

It turns out it was caused by being distracted...

Han Zhou looked at the woman's leg in a cast: "Then what is your leg...?"

Ouyang Lian gave a wry smile: "I was thinking too much while I was taking a walk the other day and didn't notice an out-of-control motorcycle. I was hit without realizing it and just got out of the hospital today."

Han Zhou was taken aback, thinking to himself that this woman was getting distracted quite often; if it weren't for him, she might have ended up in the hospital again today…

He asked in confusion, "Don't you have any family members coming to pick you up in this situation?"

“I am an only child… My husband and brother have been quite busy lately, and I have a strong personality, so I didn’t ask them to come and pick me up.”

Han Zhou raised an eyebrow. Was this woman just trying to say she lived alone? Suddenly bringing up her husband and brother, two grown men, shows she's quite wary...

He guessed correctly. Although Ouyang Lianyu was very grateful for his life-saving grace, she still harbored a certain degree of wariness.

It wasn't because of the previous incident where she was groped; she knew very well that it was an accident, and if the other person hadn't caught her in time, she might have fallen off her wheelchair.

But now it's the middle of the night, and there's hardly anyone around. Plus, she's not very mobile. What if the other person has some bad intentions? Even if the probability is low, you can't be too careful. That's why she changed her story and concealed the fact that she lives alone.

Moreover, according to her understanding, men generally have little interest in married women...

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ouyang Lianyu. Can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Han Zhou."

Han Zhou was particular about introducing himself; he would announce his own name for good news and Lin Anyu's name for bad news. This time it was a good news, so he was very honest.

Despite the dim lighting, he could still make out the woman's features. He estimated she was about the same age as Zhong Yin, at least in terms of age.

The name Ouyang Lianyu is probably derived from the phrase "cherishing beauty and tenderness," and this woman certainly lives up to the name. With her long hair flowing over her shoulders and delicate features, she gives off a refined and demure vibe.

"Han Zhou..."

Ouyang Lianyu repeated the name twice, silently memorizing it. She squinted at the other person for a while and asked, "Judging from your appearance, you must be a student, right?"

"Ah."

Han Zhou didn't say much. "It's getting late. This slope is a bit long. It might be difficult for you to go up by yourself. Do you need me to push you up?"

Ouyang Lianyu's house is on a slope, which means that she has to go uphill. Although the slope is relatively gentle, it is quite long. It would be quite difficult for her to climb it with just her slender arms.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, it became apparent that the woman's hand also appeared to be injured, likely from being hit by a motorcycle.

Ouyang Lianyu shook her head and smiled, "Thank you, but no need, I can manage on my own."

She was clumsy, and it took her half a minute to turn the wheelchair around. Suddenly, she asked, "Could you give me your phone number?"

"Why do you need my phone number?"

"Of course, it's for future contact. You saved me this time, and I will definitely repay you when I have the chance."

"No need for repayment."

Han Zhou shook his head. He had only done what he could, and the other party was slim enough. If it had been a 300-pound fat man who had just slid down the slope, he might not have had the courage to resist that enormous kinetic energy.