"What a babe!"

In front of the high-speed train station exit, Song Xiaodong's bright eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. His face, slightly glistening with darkness under a buzz cut, wore a smile as he closely watched a woman walking two meters in front of him.

She was around one meter seventy, dressed in a white blouse and a black knee-length professional skirt, with a slender waist.

"No one can beat that figure, those guys ahead are sneaking glances at her. No need to say, the woman's face must also be very beautiful."

Song Xiaodong couldn't help but mumble to himself again.

A lecherous hand, at this moment, actually reached toward the woman in front of him, and not just Song Xiaodong was ogling the woman's backside with covetous eyes.

"Damn, I haven't made my move yet, and you're already getting ahead of me."

Extremely annoyed, Song Xiaodong immediately lunged forward, batting away the sleazy man's hand.

The sleazy man turned his head to look at Song Xiaodong and upon seeing Song Xiaodong's roughly one eighty meter height, alongside his strong build and sharp gaze, lost his nerve and quickly scurried away.

As they approached the exit, the crowd grew denser, and Song Xiaodong stood right behind the woman, almost pressing against her back.

However, such a lady surely wasn't the kind to allow liberties to be taken easily, probably ready to slap him away if he got too close. Besides, admiring a beauty was a pleasure; why ruin such a delightful atmosphere?

Song Xiaodong was one eighty meters tall, and the beauty was about one meter seventy plus high heels, so she wasn't much shorter than Song Xiaodong.

At the ticket checkpoint, they were pushed even closer together, and Song Xiaodong's hanging elbow was inadvertently bumped.

The beautiful woman instantly turned around, glaring fiercely at Song Xiaodong, and through clenched teeth said, "Pervert."

Seeing the woman's face, Song Xiaodong's eyes widened in disbelief, not trusting his own eyes. His heart, normally used to high pressure, skipped a few beats and, excited, he exclaimed, "Wife, what are you doing here?"

"Are you sick?" The woman's expression turned even colder after dropping that retort and turning to walk away.

"Hey hey, wife, wait for me." Song Xiaodong quickly followed, temporarily forgetting to insert his ticket, so the gate did not open.

With a light touch, Song Xiaodong leaped over like a cheetah, swiftly catching up with the beautiful woman.

Song Xiaodong caught up to the beauty and said, "Wife, don't you recognize me? I'm Zhao Qiansun, Zhao Qiansun."

"Get lost!" The beautiful woman's face was as cold as an iceberg.

"Hey, you don't have to be like that. A day of marriage equals a hundred days of grace, we were husband and wife for a day, now meeting again is also a rare fate," Song Xiaodong said, ignoring the woman's cold demeanor and excitedly carrying on.

At this moment, two big men in black suits greeted the gorgeous woman with a respectful "Miss!" then both stared at Song Xiaodong with a menacing look.

Song Xiaodong furrowed his brow and said, "Hey hey, don't block the way. I need to talk to my wife."

"Qingqing, what's going on?" A forty-something-year-old man approached the beautiful woman, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but the eyes behind the glasses shot a piercing look at Song Xiaodong. This presence of someone accustomed to authority pressed towards Song Xiaodong.

This middle-aged man was Miao Qingyuan, a highly influential figure from Tiannan City and CEO of Qingyuan Company, and the beautiful woman was his precious daughter, Miao Qingqing.

Miao Qingqing quickly clung to her father's arm, annoyed, and said, "Dad, I don't know this man."

Miao Qingyuan's expression grew even grimmer and said, "Young man, you're quite bold, daring to molest my daughter."

"What do you mean, molest? She and I are legitimately married, we even have the certificate."

Miao Qingqing's face turned livid with anger, and she snapped, "You're spouting nonsense, who married you? Dad, don't bother with this person, he's clearly delusional."

Miao Qingyuan snorted in disdain, finding Song Xiaodong's words to be nonsense and agreeing that he must be delusional. "Fine, let's go," he said.

Watching the two of them about to leave, Song Xiaodong hurriedly tried to follow, but the two sturdy men directly blocked his way.

"Move aside, or I won't be polite," Song Xiaodong said, glaring at the two big men, anxious as he saw Miao Qingqing walking away.

"Young man, you're going to be impolite to us? I'd like to see how you're going to do that," said one of the big men, baring his teeth mockingly at Song Xiaodong.

Although Song Xiaodong was not short, he looked less imposing, particularly next to the two muscular men. He even appeared a bit frail in comparison, and the two bodyguards were skilled enough that one could take on five or six ordinary people with no problem.

"Really annoying, I'm trying to find my wife and you're in my way," Song Xiaodong frowned and suddenly, with a burst of movement, charged directly at one of the big men.

With a sneer, the big man crossed his arms over his chest, with no intention of dodging, allowing Song Xiaodong's shoulder to hit his arm.

As soon as his arm made contact with Song Xiaodong's shoulder, his face drastically changed. He felt a surge of powerful force transfer from the other's shoulder. Quickly trying to muster his strength, he sought to hold back Song Xiaodong.

But it was too late; before his strength had even manifested, his body was sent flying backward as if struck by a tank.

The other big man was shocked and hastily reached out to grab Song Xiaodong but found him already darting past, straight toward Miao Qingyuan and Miao Qingqing.

"Boss, be careful!" The big man urgently shouted, taking off in pursuit but clearly falling behind, extremely worried. If the pursuer were to hurt the boss, they would be too late to help.