Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Chapter 243 Saving the Wife - Direct Showdown

A man with outstanding temperament and extraordinary appearance and a woman in bright clothes and heavy makeup walked slowly side by side on the street. Such a combination naturally attracted many people to look back.

Someone familiar recognized Du Lian and couldn't help but greet her with a smile on his face, as if to say that a toad was walking with a white swan.

Du Lian felt mixed emotions, but he remained calm and asked:

"Mr. Zhou, what kind of shop do you want to choose? Let's go to the dental clinic first."

Zhou Leng turned his head to look at the woman and said pitifully:

"My banknotes were all smashed by that man. Now I have lost all my money and internal strength, so I can only buy a small courtyard and open a clinic to make ends meet. Now I am a loser and don't want to be a burden to the boss, but why don't you call me by my name like before? Do you think I am not the same as before?"

Du Lian's face was full of heartache, and he answered in a panic but serious tone:

"I just think you are different now. I used to think you were a chivalrous knight wielding a sword, free and easy. Now I think you are a well-read nobleman from an aristocratic family. I think calling you Master Zhou is more appropriate. No matter which one you are, I think it's great and amazing!"

Zhou Leng asked doubtfully: "Don't you think it's hard to accept that I've changed so much all of a sudden?"

Du Lian thought about it and replied:

"My lord, you worry too much. If I were to be unarmed one day after such a misfortune, I would not be able to transfer my remaining energy to medical skills and my own clothing like you did. Everyone knows that you want to divert your attention. My lord, don't worry too much. Now everyone can understand you. My lord, don't think about others all day long, but think more about yourself."

Zhou Leng was very satisfied in his heart. This young lady had passed the first step of small inquiry.

Because of Du Lian's company, Zhou Leng quickly selected a courtyard. The location was a bit far from Du Lian's shop, but it had a quiet environment and reasonable prices. After all, the clinic was just looking for a way to make a living.

The two of them paid the money and signed the contract.

Qiu Jing and Chang Cheng were sent back by Zhou Leng to pack their things. They bowed and said goodbye.

Now there were only two of them wandering around, and Zhou Leng took the woman to the rouge and powder shop again.

There were men and women in the shop, all choosing what they liked. There was a slim man with elegant clothes, with a neat and unkempt woman by his side. There was also a woman with a slender waist holding her arm around a man by his side, trying on colors together. This shows the tolerance of this dynasty.

Zhou Leng looked at the rouge and its crude quality. He reached out and grabbed Du Lian's wrist and walked out. When they were walking on the street again, he said:

"Your skin is a little dull now, so it's not suitable for you to apply those things. I will prepare a few boxes of ointment for you in a few days. You should wear a gauze hat to cover it up. If you don't take care of your skin in the long run, you will age quickly."

Zhou Leng let go of his hand after he finished speaking. He pointed to the clothing store and said, "Let's go and pick out some neat clothes for you."

For a moment, Du Lian didn't know whether to be happy about the other person's concern or worried about his skin. What should he do? It seemed that his skin was really a little bad.

Half an hour later, Du Lian, dressed in a neat knight's outfit, walked out of the store with two packages in his hands.

Du Lian looked at the sweat on the man's forehead and his slightly rapid breathing with some heartache, but she couldn't just carry the man on her back in this busy city. She looked at the carriages parked on the side of the road and wanted to see if she could rent one.

Zhou Leng just felt sore all over. He looked at the restaurant opposite and said:

"Thank you for helping me choose a house today. Now I really can't walk anymore. Let's go get some food. How about I treat you?"

Du Lian pursed her lips and looked at the other person. She restrained herself from going forward to support him and instead made a gesture of invitation.

The two of them arrived at the private room.

After Zhou Leng sat down, he massaged his legs and moved his joints in an ungentlemanly manner.

A waiter came forward to greet us.

After Du Lian ordered three side dishes and a pot of wine, the quiet atmosphere in the private room returned. The three side dishes were all Zhou Leng's favorites, which showed his intentions.

After recovering, Zhou Leng held his sleeve with one hand and reached for the wine jug with the other. He wanted to have a drink to relieve his fatigue.

Du Lian finally couldn't help but say:

"Sir, please don't drink. You haven't recovered yet."

Zhou Leng smiled dotingly and said:

"Okay, it's up to you."

Du Lian looked at the other person's smile, and she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, not shyness or comfort, but discomfort.

Because of the other party's ambiguous attitude and ambiguous look, Du Lian's heart was in turmoil and he was wandering in anxiety. If he said that the other party was unintentional, then such closeness between them was not what close friends do. If he said that the other party was intentional, then thinking carefully, he didn't think that these things were beyond the limit.

Du Lian's mind was full of thoughts, but she was a decisive person. She clenched the wine glass in her hand and said through gritted teeth:

"Zhou. Gong. Zhou Leng, I have seen how you treat others. You are very distant, but you seem to trust me very much. Although I am like dust, if you need me, I am willing to protect you."

Du Lian was able to say this because she had put in all her courage and determination, because once this relationship was made clear, it would either be harmonious and beautiful, or end in embarrassment.

Zhou Leng saw that the woman seemed a little nervous, and she didn't even look up to listen to his answer.

Du Lian was afraid that the other party would refuse, afraid that the other party would laugh at her, and even more afraid that the two of them would become strangers after the other party refused, so she continued without waiting for the man to answer:

"I know that I am of humble status and not wealthy, but if you need it, I will give you everything I have. Please don't force it. If you have never thought about it, then just treat it as Du Lian's crazy talk."

After Du Lian finished speaking, she looked up at the man seriously, waiting for the final verdict.

Du Lian felt that as a woman, she should not continue like this. If the other party really had such intentions, then she would naturally become his support. If the other party had no other intentions and it was she who had breached the promise, then she would have to keep her distance in the future and try to control her heart.

Zhou Leng widened his smile. This was the woman he had his eyes on. Even though she felt inferior, she still mustered up the courage to express her ideas and tried to make her words clear.

Zhou Leng did not answer the question, but looked at the other party gently and said:

"I need your help with something, but I don't know if it's convenient for you."

When Du Lian saw that the man had diverted the focus of the matter, she felt a chill in her heart but she looked at the man seriously and nodded to indicate that she would help.

Zhou Leng suddenly smiled and said:

"I'm in need of a wife, are you willing to help?"

Shocked, bewildered, and then ecstatic, Du Lian was completely stunned.