nashuaworldcup Chapter 1446 Lin Shenjianyu: Witnessing Her Problem-Solving Abilities
Chapter 1446 Lin Shenjianyu: Witnessing Her Problem-Solving Abilities
Protected by Lin Junze, Wang Yuran watched the chaotic fight scene before her, but her face showed no panic or fear. Her expression was calm to the point of indifference, as if everything happening before her had nothing to do with her.
She simply stood there quietly, watching Lin Junze move among the thugs with a calm gaze. She even slightly turned her body to avoid a few drops of coffee that splashed onto her, her movements as natural as if she were already used to such scenes.
After all, having worked in the legal aid field for so many years, she had seen far more storms than this. Malicious retaliation and violent threats were commonplace for her, and she had long since learned to remain calm in such chaos.
In just a few minutes, the arrogant thugs were all subdued by Lin Junze, lying on the ground groaning in pain.
Seeing the situation was turning against him, the bald thug tried to sneak away, but Lin Junze grabbed him by the back of his collar, pulled him back sharply, and slapped him across the face with a sharp "smack," instantly making the bald thug's cheek swell and turn red. "Get lost." Lin Junze's voice was as cold as ice, filled with intense killing intent.
The bald thug trembled with fear, scrambling to his feet and leading the other thugs in a disheveled escape from the café. Only after they disappeared outside did the café return to silence, leaving behind a mess and broken porcelain.
Lin Junze breathed a sigh of relief as the oppressive feeling around him gradually dissipated. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. During the fight, he had been accidentally slashed on the cheek by a thug, and the blood that seeped out slid down his jawline, dripping onto his white shirt, looking particularly glaring.
But he paid no attention to his own injuries, or even glanced at the mess on the ground. He turned around and quickly walked to Wang Yuran, reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms.
His embrace was warm and firm, carrying the scorching heat of a fight and a faint smell of blood, yet it made Wang Yuran's heart, which had long been accustomed to coldness, tremble slightly. Lin Junze's arms tightened around her waist, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones, his voice tinged with lingering fear and relief: "It's alright, Yuran, it's alright."
Wang Yuran leaned against him, feeling his steady heartbeat, his unique scent lingering around her nose, her eyes still calm, but without realizing it, she gently raised her hand and patted his back, as if to comfort him, or as if to respond.
The warm yellow lights in the coffee shop were still on, but the mess on the floor made it seem somewhat desolate. The aroma of coffee in the air was also masked by the smell of blood and broken porcelain, just like the slight ripples in Wang Yuran's seemingly calm state of mind.
Inside the café, chaos reigned. Broken porcelain shards mixed with brown coffee stains littered the floor, overturned tables and chairs lay scattered about, and the air still carried the lingering resentment of a fight and a faint smell of blood—a stark contrast to the warm and tranquil atmosphere that had just been there.
Wang Yuran took a deep breath, suppressing the barely perceptible ripples in her heart, and gently broke free from Lin Junze's embrace. Her movements were gentle, yet carried an undeniable certainty, as she turned and walked straight towards the clerk who was still trembling behind the bar.
"Don't be afraid, it's all resolved." Her voice was calm and gentle, like a clear spring, slowly soothing the fear in the shop assistant's heart. Her professional habit of handling all kinds of disputes over the years has enabled her to calm down immediately when faced with such chaos and sort out the steps to solve the problem.
She pulled a business card from her case file bag and handed it to the shop assistant, her fingertips slightly cool. "This is my contact information. You can call me here for any follow-up compensation matters or to cooperate with the police investigation."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the mess in the store, before continuing methodically, "First, protect the scene. Don't move the tables, chairs, or broken items. Wait for the police to arrive and collect evidence. Send me the list of losses, and I'll coordinate compensation. If you need legal aid, I can also help you contact the relevant colleagues."
Every word was clear, concise, and logically sound, demonstrating the professional competence of a legal aid lawyer. Holding the business card, the shop assistant looked into Wang Yuran's calm and resolute eyes, her panicked heart gradually calming down. She quickly nodded, "Okay...okay, thank you, Attorney Wang."
Lin Junze stood still, watching everything quietly, without the slightest impatience. His gaze followed Wang Yuran's figure, his eyes filled with understanding and tenderness. He knew this was her professional habit, and also the resilience she had cultivated through years of working alone.
He didn't approach to disturb them, but silently stood by, like a silent barrier, isolating them from any further intrusion from the outside world. Only after Wang Yuran had calmed the shop assistant did he slowly walk forward and say softly, "I've already called the police; they should be here soon. I'll be with you while you give your statement; remember to have the surveillance footage ready."
His voice was gentle yet firm, without the slightest hint of perfunctoriness.
Soon, the sound of police sirens grew louder, breaking the tranquility of the street. Lin Junze took the initiative to communicate with the police, clearly explaining the ins and outs of the matter to them, remaining calm and composed throughout, and speaking clearly and logically. When giving his statement, he took the initiative to do most of the talking, minimizing Wang Yuran's burden, only asking questions softly when he needed her to provide additional details.
Lin Junze is proving through his actions that what he wants is not to hastily trap her in marriage, but to truly integrate into her life, to become a support she can rely on when she needs it, and to help her solve those thorny problems.
Throughout the entire process, Wang Yuran remained calm, her face expressionless, as if she were simply handling an ordinary task. After cooperating with the police to give her statement and sign it, she turned and walked out of the police station.
The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow over her, gilding it with a faint golden hue, yet it could not dispel the aloofness and coldness emanating from her.
Lin Junze followed closely behind, his gaze lingering cautiously on her, like a child who had done something wrong, afraid to make a sound and disturb her. He could sense her calm demeanor, but he wasn't sure if behind that calmness lay any resentment at his abrupt proposal.
He wanted to explain, but he was afraid of upsetting her again, so he could only swallow all his words and silently follow behind her, his eyes full of trepidation and expectation.
The two walked slowly along the street. The sun gradually set, and the streetlights lit up one by one, casting dappled shadows on the ground with warm yellow light. When they reached the corner of a pharmacy, Wang Yuran suddenly stopped, turned around, and went inside.
Lin Junze paused for a moment, then quickly followed. He saw Wang Yuran walk straight to the shelf, pick up a pack of medical cotton swabs and a bottle of iodine, then choose a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment, and pay at the cashier.
As they left the pharmacy, Wang Yuran didn't speak. Instead, she reached out and grabbed Lin Junze's wrist, pulling him to sit down on a bench by the roadside. Her movements weren't gentle; they even carried a hint of irresistible force, yet they made Lin Junze's heart tremble.
He could clearly feel the warmth of her fingertips, a warmth that seeped through his skin like a gentle current, instantly dispelling the unease in his heart. He obediently sat down, his eyes fixed on Wang Yuran's profile, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid.