Chapter 117
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Su Zhinian's answer caused the room to start gossiping. However, he did not want to reveal too much of his true feelings. Facing everyone's interest, he put down the glass and said lightly, "Excuse me for a moment." Then he left the bungalow.
Su Zhinian only wanted to get some fresh air outside the door, so he did not put on his jacket. He stood under a streetlight for a while before he attracted the attention of several passersby. Among them were two women who were gorgeously dressed. When they walked past him, when he was not paying attention, they took out their phones to snap a picture of him while whispering to each other in hushed whispers.
"So handsome!"
"Even more handsome than my idol!"
"Did you take a picture?"
Even though the two of them had lowered the volume, Su Zhinian could still hear them clearly. He pretended to turn his head to avoid the camera.
"Too bad I didn't get a picture!"
"But even his back is very pleasing to the eye …"
Su Zhinian frowned silently. He straightened up and prepared to walk into the bungalow. However, he only took two steps when a shrill female voice drilled into his ears. "Help!"
"Help!"
Song Qingchun had only walked two meters when she heard Tang Nuan's cry for help coming from behind her.
She chuckled softly and continued to walk forward as if it had nothing to do with her. However, before her feet even touched the ground, she heard a "plop" behind her.
Song Qingchun turned around subconsciously and saw Tang Nuan, who had been standing by the lake, had disappeared. Instead, there was a black shadow struggling on the surface of the lake, screaming for help.
Tang Nuan fell into the water?
Even though Song Qingchun really hated Tang Nuan, she didn't hate her to the point where she wanted her dead. Therefore, without hesitation, Song Qingchun yelled at the top of her lungs, "Someone has fallen into the water, someone has fallen into the lake …"
As Song Qingchun screamed for help, her mind went to Qin Yinan. She pulled out her phone with shaking fingers and called him in a hurry.
Song Qingchun's words were incoherent, but Qin Yinan still understood her. Through the phone, Song Qingchun could hear Qin Yinan's footsteps as he raced out of the bungalow.
In the harsh winter, if a person were to fall into an ice-cold lake, even if they knew how to swim, their limbs would be frozen to the point of numbness.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 It had only been one or two minutes since Tang Nuan fell into the water, but Song Qingchun could see her struggling getting weaker, so she continued to yell at the top of her lungs.
City Clubhouse was frequented by security guards. When one of them heard Tang Nuan's call for help, he immediately rushed over. When he saw what was happening, he explained the location and situation into the walkie-talkie before removing his jacket and shoes, jumping into the water, and swimming toward Tang Nuan.
The security guard soon led Tang Nuan to the shore, and Song Qingchun immediately reached out to help.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 When Song Qingchun pulled Tang Nuan out of the water, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Tang Nuan fell on top of her, and her clothes were soon drenched by the lake water.
Song Qingchun was still recovering from the shock when she heard a series of footsteps coming from behind her. Before she could turn around to look, Tang Nuan, who was in her arms, was carried away. Then, Qin Yinan's anxious and worried voice drifted into her ears. "Tang Nuan, are you alright?"
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