Shen Lang had no idea that while he was eating, White Horse Club had changed owners and someone was already on their way to kill him.
However, with Shen Lang's personality, he wouldn't have cared even if he knew.
The change of ownership of White Horse Club had nothing to do with him. As for someone wanting to kill him, they would have to be prepared to be killed by him as well.
After the meal, Nan Qingyao had other business to attend to and left the restaurant with Nan Li.
Shen Lang, on the other hand, was dragged by Ye Shishi to shop for half an hour, finally arriving at a nearby HeyTea store.
Shen Lang thought that buying a cup of juice would take at most three to five minutes, but he didn't expect to wait for an hour and a half at the HeyTea store.
"Ye Shishi, you waited for an hour and a half just for this cup of juice in your hand?"
Shen Lang looked at Ye Shishi, who was happily holding a cup of HeyTea, with a look of incomprehension and said.
"To correct you, it's not juice, it's HeyTea."
Ye Shishi inserted her straw, took a big sip of the HeyTea in her cup, and corrected Shen Lang: "Don't equate HeyTea with juice, thank you."
"As for why I waited for an hour and a half to buy a cup of HeyTea, the reason is very simple: I'm happy, do you mind?"
Ye Shishi looked at Shen Lang, her head held high, and snorted.
"No... if you're willing to wait... then that's fine, but why did you drag me along to wait?"
Shen Lang rolled his eyes at Ye Shishi and said, "Time is money, time is life. You're not only wasting my money, but also my life. You have to compensate me."
"Shut up—"
Hearing this, Ye Shishi snorted: "Do you know that the men who want to pursue me can line up from here to abroad? The fact that you can accompany me shopping and buy HeyTea is a blessing your ancestors have accumulated through good deeds."
"Accompanying Ye Shishi shopping and buying HeyTea, you can brag about this for the rest of your life."
As soon as she said this, a mischievous smile appeared on Shen Lang's face, and he said, "Shishi, have you ever played soccer?"
"Of course—"
Ye Shishi said proudly: "I attended Nanling High School. I was the captain of the girls' soccer team and led the team to win the Women's High School Soccer Cup for three consecutive years. In my third year, the national team was recruiting, and the head coach noticed me at a glance. If my aspirations weren't elsewhere, I would have won countless world championships by now."
Ye Shishi's confidence stemmed from her high intelligence. With an intelligence far surpassing ordinary people, Ye Shishi was confident that she would succeed in anything she did.
However, while Ye Shishi was boasting, the smile on Shen Lang's face grew even more wicked.
He looked at Ye Shishi and said, "Since you've won the championship for three years, you must know a lot about playing soccer, right?"
"Nonsense—"
Ye Shishi snorted: "Do you think my nickname 'Golden Right Foot' was given for nothing?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a bumpkin from the countryside and have never played soccer before, so please, could you answer my question?"
Shen Lang looked at Ye Shishi, his mischievous smile turning serious, and said, "Tell me, in a soccer field, so many people chasing one ball, what is it all for?"
Ye Shishi blurted out: "Nonsense, of course it's for shooting..."
"You bastard, I'll kill you."
Only then did Ye Shishi realize she had been tricked. Enraged, she kicked directly at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang knew the condition of his body very well, even if others didn't.
If Ye Shishi's kick landed on him, she would likely end up with a fractured bone, just like the fake "Wang Yuyan."
If Ye Shishi broke a bone, Shen Lang would still have to treat her, which would be troublesome.
Therefore, facing this kick, Shen Lang didn't say a word and turned to run.
"You bastard, don't think about running."
Ye Shishi had never been joked with like this since she was a child. Feeling both embarrassed and angry, she immediately chased after Shen Lang.
Seeing Shen Lang run across the crosswalk to the other side, Ye Shishi followed.
However, halfway through the chase, a wedding car suddenly swerved from the side.
The sidewalk on the opposite side had a green light, with a countdown of over thirty seconds remaining.
Ye Shishi originally thought the other party would slow down upon seeing the red light ahead, but she realized they had no intention of doing so and were rushing towards her in the blink of an eye.
"Ah—"
The car was moving too fast, and Ye Shishi couldn't dodge. She closed her eyes and let out a scream.
"Shishi, be careful."
Shen Lang looked back and saw Ye Shishi in danger. He rushed forward in a flash, scooped up Ye Shishi, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, used the leverage to leap up, stomped heavily on the roof of the wedding car, and then used it for a second leap to the side of the road.
"What?"
Two seconds later, Ye Shishi opened her eyes and found herself unharmed, with a look of disbelief.
However, when Ye Shishi realized she was in Shen Lang's arms, her heart fluttered. Her pretty face turned red, and she playfully punched Shen Lang's chest, scolding, "You bastard, let me go quickly."
She had to admit that Shen Lang's chest was broad, firm, and warm, making Ye Shishi linger.
But she had never even dated before, how could she accept such an embarrassing situation?
"Alas, Shishi, I saved your life. Even if you don't pledge yourself to me, you should at least give me tens of millions to thank me. You're hitting me with your little fists, it breaks my heart."
Shen Lang let go of Ye Shishi and pretended to look pained, saying, "You're making a hero bleed and cry."
"Hmph—"
Ye Shishi looked at Shen Lang and coldly snorted, "The reason I was in danger is all your fault."
"Heaven knows, it was the wedding car that didn't follow the traffic rules. It didn't stop even when the sidewalk had a green light. What does that have to do with me?"
Shen Lang said, "Fortunately, I was here today. Otherwise, not only would you, Shishi, have perished, but the loser driving the wedding car would also have been imprisoned for a long time."
Having said that, Shen Lang looked at the wedding car that had stopped.
He saw that the flowers on the roof of the latest model BMW wedding car had not only been crushed to pieces by him but also had a large dent left on the roof.
At this moment, the wedding car door was opened, and the driver and the groom walked out.
The groom was about thirty years old, over six feet tall, handsome, and exuded an imposing aura. He looked at the driver coldly and asked, "What happened?"
"Young Master Qi, it's them."
Hearing the groom's question, the driver pointed at Shen Lang and Ye Shishi by the roadside and said, "This woman ran a red light, and this man came back to save her, damaging our wedding car."
"What?"
The groom looked at Shen Lang and Ye Shishi, his eyes blazing with anger, and said, "Today is my wedding day, Qi Pijiang's big day, and you dare to cause trouble for me?"
He glanced at Shen Lang and asked the driver, "Which foot did he use to step on the roof?"
The driver thought for a moment and replied, "Young Master Qi, it was his right foot."
"Good, today is a joyous occasion, killing is not good. Just chop off his right foot."
Qi Pijiang glanced at the driver and said calmly.
"Yes—"
Hearing Qi Pijiang's words, the driver calmly uttered a single word and was about to make a move against Shen Lang.
But the next second, the bride in the car saw Shen Lang and immediately got out of the car, shouting to stop, "Stop, don't hurt anyone."
What?
Hearing this voice, Shen Lang felt a sense of familiarity. Upon closer inspection, he realized the bride was none other than An Lan.