Chapter 10: Taken Away by the Police

Ning Lan and Du Xingyuan both stood with their mouths agape, eyes wide in disbelief at what they had just heard.

Lian Hanqi had actually said he wanted to thank Yun Fu? He even intended to give her a gift? She could pick anything she liked from Yunguang Mall? How was this possible? That country bumpkin Yun Fu—how could she know someone of such importance?

Everyone present was utterly stunned.

The manager, who had just been insisting on detaining Yun Fu, now looked ashen. He walked over to Lian Hanqi’s assistant, his voice trembling as he asked, “Assistant Cheng, this lady is...?”

Assistant Cheng shot him a brief glance and replied, loud enough for the whole hall to hear, “Miss Yun here worked a miracle and saved the old Madam Lian’s life. She is a great benefactor of the Lian family. If she wants a card, she’ll have one; if she wants the entire Yunguang Mall, the boss would hand it over to her.”

The onlookers could not believe their ears, their jaws nearly touching the floor.

Even the police officers and the staff found it hard to stay on their feet.

As for Ning Lan and Du Xingyuan, after the initial shock came a wave of absolute disbelief.

“Impossible!” Ning Lan stepped forward. “Impossible, how could she know medicine? I’ve known her for years. Mr. Lian, you must have been deceived by her.”

“That’s right, Mr. Lian,” Du Xingyuan added, “She’s my ex-girlfriend. I know her well. There’s no way she knows medicine.”

“She hasn’t even been to university. How could she possibly know how to treat illnesses?”

One after another, they spoke with unwavering certainty that Yun Fu could not be a healer.

Lian Hanqi’s gaze grew cold and sharp. “Are you suggesting that I am lying?”

“N-no, we wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t dare?” Lian Hanqi laughed icily. “Then who gave you the courage to slander the benefactor of the Lian family?”

With a slight motion of his finger, a group of men stepped forward in perfect unison behind him.

“Throw these two out. From today on, Yunguang Mall will blacklist them. They are never to be served here again.”

It was like thunder on a clear day.

Ning Lan and Du Xingyuan were frozen in place, unable to believe how things had spiraled so far.

But the answer soon came from the crowd.

“Ha, how overconfident can you get? Didn’t you hear? She’s the one who saved the old Madam Lian’s life. Who cares whether she knows medicine—she cured her, didn’t she? Yet you’re still trying to act clever and question her. Ridiculous.”

“Look at the four bodyguards by Mr. Lian’s side. Usually so discreet, but if they move, one is worth a hundred. That’s not just talk.”

“These two really have themselves to blame. Now look, they’ve been blacklisted.”

“Exactly. Just now they accused her of pestering her ex-boyfriend. If I knew Mr. Lian, I wouldn’t even look twice at a guy like that, let alone if the emperor himself came.”

The police quickly grasped the situation and seized Ning Lan and Du Xingyuan, dragging them toward the exit.

Never before had they been treated like this—their faces turned deathly pale.

“Let go of me! What are you doing?”

“You have slandered Miss Yun Fu. This constitutes defamation. You’re coming with us!”

And so, the two were dragged out like trash, with everyone in the crowd recording the scene.

Ning Lan and Du Xingyuan burned with humiliation and rage. They wanted to shield their faces but couldn't even manage that. Their whole bodies trembled, faces ashen, more disgraced than they had ever been in their lives.

The mall manager, watching this unfold, nearly felt his soul leave his body. Those two had been taken away; he would be next.

He knew he was not Ning Lan or Du Xingyuan. With the methods of the Lian family, the punishment awaiting him would be far worse than being thrown out.

Thinking of this, his face turned chalk-white. He walked up to Yun Fu.

With a dull thud, he dropped to his knees. Not only that, he began to kowtow sincerely, crying out as he did, “Miss Yun, I failed to recognize your worth. I am truly sorry!”

“Miss Yun, please forgive my offense. I beg your pardon!”

Just moments ago, this man had been strutting about with arrogance. Now he knelt before a young girl, weeping uncontrollably—a bizarre sight by any measure.

Yet the person at the center of it all showed no hint of emotion.

Yun Fu took a step back, as if she hadn’t even noticed the man groveling before her, and leisurely turned back to continue browsing for clothes.

The crowd dared not film Lian Hanqi’s group, but the manager of Yunguang Mall kneeling—a scoop like this couldn’t be missed. If not now, then when?

Yun Fu, having picked out her clothes, leaned lazily against the counter, lifting her gaze with indifference at the commotion. She seemed entirely detached from the world around her, untouched by the events unfolding.

She didn’t even bat an eyelash as the two were dragged away.

The onlookers had long since put away their phones. Who would dare film with Lian Hanqi present? Even with ten lives, they wouldn’t risk it.

Everyone remembered the incident when someone once dared to post a photo of the Lian family head online. Within thirty seconds, the entire internet was scrubbed clean of it, and the web crashed for an hour.

No one dared tempt fate again.

Leaving the store, Yun Fu picked out some shoes—an entire row, in fact—and had them sent home, too lazy to bother choosing further.

Yet before she could say a word, the staff had already begun packing everything up for her, glancing at Lian Hanqi standing behind her and acting with utmost diligence.

There were many things missing at home, but Yun Fu had no intention of taking advantage of Lian Hanqi. She would pay for the clothes and shoes herself.

Once the shopping was done, Yun Fu prepared to leave, only to find the man still following her.

She turned, frowning at him, her eyes clearly asking: Why are you following me?

Lian Hanqi smiled inwardly. He had never been treated like this before.

From birth, he had been the esteemed heir of the Lian family, and from the moment he became family head, he was always revered by those around him.

He was used to the burning, covetous gazes of others. Yet now, faced with such calm, indifferent eyes, he found a rare peace settling over him.

That gaze only made his suspicions all the stronger.

“Miss Yun, my grandmother just woke up. She said she wishes to meet her savior, so I came to find you.”

“No need.”

“But my grandmother...” Lian Hanqi looked troubled, a hint of grievance flickering in his deep eyes, paying no mind to the startled faces behind him. “You know my grandmother’s health is poor. I wouldn’t dare disobey her wishes.”

His subordinates behind him thought to themselves: Since when has our boss ever listened to anyone? Not once in his life.

Yet his words gave Yun Fu pause.

She was a reserved person, with few friends and no family save for her master, who had cared for her since childhood.

She could never harden her heart toward someone of the old lady’s age.

Frowning, Yun Fu couldn’t think of a way to refuse, so she nodded lazily. “Fine.”

Lian Hanqi looked at her, his slightly raised brows and cool gaze inscrutable, his eyes as deep as ancient wells, their allure intensified by their beauty—even unsmiling, there was a gentle glimmer about them.

The corners of his eyes lifted slightly, warming his expression, and in an offhand tone he said, “Let’s go.”

And so Yun Fu climbed into Lian Hanqi’s car and returned with him to the Lian family home.

Neither was talkative, especially Yun Fu, who, with her hoodie pulled up, closed her eyes as soon as she got in, as if she were terribly sleepy.

Lian Hanqi sat beside her, unable to help but study her.

Her skin was as flawless as fine porcelain, her profile carrying a hint of coldness. Those beautiful, aloof eyes—now tightly shut—were like glazed crystal.

He had investigated Yun Fu before: just a “vase” in showbiz, known only for being maligned, without a single redeeming skill.

But looking at her now, no one could call her a mere vase.

There was a vitality about her—a nobility, an iciness, and a commanding presence.

Though she looked nothing like the woman in his dreams, the aura she exuded always gave Lian Hanqi the strange sense that the person from his dreams had stepped into reality.

He needed to be certain.

Meanwhile, the incident had already exploded across the trending topics online.

First came videos of Ning Lan and Du Xingyuan being dragged away in utter disgrace, then footage of the high-and-mighty manager of Yunguang Mall kneeling before a young woman.

“Du Xingyuan and Ning Lan taken away by police”

“Shocking! Two cause a scene at Yunguang Mall—Lian family head himself appears!”

“Yun Fu—medical skills”

“Yunguang Mall manager kneels!”