TVSFPAG -Chapter 55 Baby, why are you so cute?

“Let’s go—what are you waiting for?” Song Yunfei urged.

Chu Jinhan took a deep breath inwardly, twisted the throttle, and rode the electric scooter forward.

Raindrops pattered against the raincoat. Underneath it, Song Yunfei could hear the sound very clearly.

Occasional car horns mixed with the rain, forming a strange kind of quiet.

By the time they returned home, it was already very late. The residential area was silent, with only the streetlights quietly glowing. Under the lights, many tiny insects circled and fluttered.

After the rain, the occasional drip of water falling from leaves could still be heard.

Song Yunfei was lying against his back and was almost falling asleep. In a daze, she murmured, “It’s probably close to 2:30 now.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the electric scooter suddenly tilted sharply. She lost balance and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Chu Jinhan reacted quickly—he grabbed her arm and pulled her back up, stumbling a couple of steps backward.

At the same time, the electric scooter crashed to the ground with a loud clang.

Along with the sound of the scooter falling, an even more piercing noise rang out not far behind them.

Song Yunfei’s sleepiness vanished instantly, and she became fully alert.

Still shaken, she turned to look and realized it was a beer bottle shattered into pieces on the ground.

Chu Jinhan had just swerved to avoid the bottle, which caused the scooter to tilt suddenly.

At that moment, four men walked out from the stairwell. None of them looked like good people, each holding a stick.

The leader was tall and muscular, with a full sleeve tattoo on his arm and a cigarette in his mouth.

“Damn it, finally back,” he spat out the cigarette lazily, raised his stick, pointed at Chu Jinhan, and said just two words:

“Get him!”

These men had been here for a while. Finding no one at home, they had waited downstairs for hours, growing increasingly impatient.

Now, they swaggered forward, surrounding Chu Jinhan and Song Yunfei.

Song Yunfei, having lived two lifetimes, had never encountered such a situation before. Her face turned pale with fear.

She clung tightly to Chu Jinhan, gripping his hand, her voice trembling. “Chu Jinhan… w-we should run.”

Chu Jinhan held her hand back and said quietly, “Go find a place to hide.”

Even as he spoke to her, his gaze remained fixed on the four men. After saying that, he pushed her aside.

Song Yunfei staggered back a couple of steps, looked at the steady Chu Jinhan, then at the aggressive men.

Biting her lip, she turned and ran.

Running was the only option—staying would be useless and would only distract him.

After putting some distance between herself and the scene, Song Yunfei tremblingly pulled out her phone and called the police.

The four men were all focused on Chu Jinhan and didn’t bother with her. In their minds, by the time the police arrived, they would already be done.

Two tall, thin men were the first to reach Chu Jinhan. They raised their sticks and swung casually at him, completely underestimating him, their movements crude and untrained.

After all, Liu Maocai had told them he was just a factory worker. Standing still like that, he was probably too scared to move.

But when Chu Jinhan dodged their attack, the two men’s hearts sank—they realized something was wrong.

The man with earrings panicked slightly but refused to believe it and immediately swung a second strike.

This time, not only did Chu Jinhan dodge the stick, he also kicked the man’s knee, causing him to stagger backward. At the same time, Chu Jinhan grabbed his wrist and pulled him back in.

A sharp pain shot through the man’s wrist as the stick was snatched away. Then he was kicked away again.

Everything happened too fast—within just a few seconds, the others hadn’t even reacted yet.

“Damn it! All of you, attack together!” the tattooed leader shouted when he saw the situation turn bad, grabbing his stick and charging forward.

A few seconds later, continuous cries of pain echoed throughout the residential area.

Several residents were woken up by the noise and opened their windows to look outside.

What they saw was a man wielding a stick, beating up four burly men.

The four were all scrambling and fleeing, desperately trying to dodge Chu Jinhan’s attacks, not getting a single chance to strike back.

It was as if he had eyes on the back of his head—whenever someone found an opening, they were immediately shut down before they could act.

The scene became almost comical, like he was playing whack-a-mole.

In their hearts, the four men were cursing Liu Maocai: You told us this guy was just some factory worker?

What kind of worker has skills like this?!

They couldn’t even run—whenever they tried, they were kicked back and beaten again.

Not to mention knocking out his teeth—their own teeth were barely holding on.

“We were wrong, brother, please stop hitting us!” one of them begged.

Seeing their leader begging for mercy, the other three no longer cared about pride and quickly joined in.

The four grown men, bruised and battered, huddled together trembling. There was no trace of their earlier arrogance—only fear of strength remained.

Chu Jinhan also stopped. Standing not far from them, his posture remained upright as he looked at them coldly.

His messy fringe was damp with sweat. The sleeve of his white shirt had been torn open, and there were faint traces of blood on his arm—he didn’t know whose it was.

Although he had a guess, Chu Jinhan still asked, “Who sent you?”

The four exchanged glances.

The tattooed leader clutched his ribs, grimacing in pain, his eyes shifting nervously. “Brother… it’s a misunderstanding. Really, just a misunderstanding…”

“Is that so?”

Chu Jinhan walked slowly toward them, causing the men to retreat in fear again and again.

“It was Liu, the boss!” Seeing that they had no way to escape, the leader quickly spoke up and confessed everything in one breath.

“It was Liu Maocai. He said you offended him and told us to teach you a lesson—to… to knock out your teeth and take them back so he could make a bracelet…”

As he spoke, his voice grew weaker and weaker. Subconsciously, he covered his face, afraid that this man would swing a stick and knock his teeth out.

“Tell me his home address.”

The four of them were shocked.

Was he planning to go after Liu Maocai for revenge? A dangerous man indeed.

Without hesitation, the leader betrayed Liu Maocai and told Chu Jinhan his address.

Just after he finished speaking, sirens sounded not far away.

Just as they had expected, the police had arrived—but by then, everything was already over. Only they were the ones who had been “finished.”

Song Yunfei had been hiding at a distance, secretly watching. Once again, her understanding of Chu Jinhan had been completely refreshed.

She touched her own neck.

It seemed she definitely couldn’t provoke him—otherwise, once he regained his memory and settled old and new scores together, if he were to hit her… would he knock her head off with a single slap?

Song Yunfei shuddered.

Seeing the police car stop, she ran out from behind a tree and quickly came to Chu Jinhan’s side.

“Chu Jinhan, how are you? Are you injured?”

Seeing the worry in her eyes, Chu Jinhan’s cold expression softened. “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

At that moment, the police arrived as well.

“Who called the police?”

“I did, I did!” Song Yunfei raised her hand.

The police glanced at the four men with bruised and swollen faces, then at Chu Jinhan, who was completely unharmed, their expressions a bit strange.

Song Yunfei briefly explained what had happened.

The police asked the men, “Is that how it happened?”

The four nodded vigorously like chicks pecking at grain.

However, no matter how you looked at it, they seemed more like the victims. To ensure they weren’t lying, the police even checked the residential area’s surveillance footage.

The evidence proved that these men had indeed come to cause trouble—and ended up being defeated instead.

After taking statements, the four were taken away by the police.

The neighborhood returned to silence.

Song Yunfei grabbed his arm and noticed the blood on it. “You’re injured. Does it hurt?”

Although the blood wasn’t his, the bruises on his skin proved he had still been hurt.

After all, the opponents had the advantage in numbers. There were always moments that couldn’t be defended against—random punches could still take down a master. It was normal for him to take a few hits.

Chu Jinhan shook his head slightly and held her hand. “It doesn’t hurt. Let’s go upstairs—it’s already very late.”

“Once we’re upstairs, I’ll help you apply some medicinal alcohol.”

“Mm.”

Chu Jinhan lifted the fallen electric scooter. A piece of the rearview mirror had broken off. After looking at it twice, he let out a soft sigh and pushed the scooter toward the nearby charging station.

The two returned upstairs. The moment they opened the door, they saw Quanquan waiting at the entrance, happily wagging its tail at them.

Song Yunfei’s heart softened instantly—she was completely melted by its cuteness.

She crouched down, picked up the puppy, and affectionately rubbed her face against it. “Baby, why are you so cute?”

The little guy enthusiastically nibbled and licked her hand.

Although it was a native dog, it was fluffy, chubby, and had the classic yellow body with a white face—growing more adorable the longer one looked at it.

Song Yunfei finally understood why the owner had shown such a heartbroken expression when handing the dog to Chu Jinhan that night.

Chu Jinhan glanced at the woman who was completely captivated by the puppy. The promise to apply medicine to him had long been forgotten.

He watched for a while, and seeing that Song Yunfei still hadn’t remembered him, he silently went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower and coming out, she was feeding the dog beef jerky.

Chu Jinhan sat on the sofa, quietly watching her.

“What a good boy—you didn’t poop in the house. I’ll reward you with another can.”

Half an hour later.

Song Yunfei was still holding the beef jerky, giving the command, “Shake hands.”

Quanquan wagged its tail. After hesitating for two seconds with its short furry legs, it lifted one paw and placed it in Song Yunfei’s hand.

Overjoyed, Song Yunfei turned to Chu Jinhan. “It’s so smart! I only taught it five times and it already learned—”

But when her eyes met Chu Jinhan’s faint, gloomy gaze, her smile gradually faded.

She awkwardly said, “You’re done showering?”

Chu Jinhan, wearing gray sleepwear and sitting upright on the sofa with his arms crossed, looked at her expressionlessly. “I’ve already been done for forty minutes.”

“…Huh?”