Chapter 240: Chapter 217: Help! Help Me!
This punch was filled with intense fury, holding nothing back.
It was the punch of a top-tier 3S-level powerhouse. Caught completely off guard, Ye Moyun was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
When he looked up again, the once incomparably handsome and jaunty Ye Moyun sported a massive fist print on his right cheek—the kind that wouldn’t fade for at least half a month.
Good heavens!
’Why am I always the one who gets hurt?’
’I only made one tiny suggestion.’
’In the end, I gave you back your girl. You two even made out. So why are you still angry enough to punch me?’
Ye Moyun wore an expression of someone who had lost the will to live.
Huo Zhanting, on the other hand, looked perfectly calm. He held Yu Lan tightly and explained in a low voice,
"I was just teaching him a small lesson."
"Lanlan, I didn’t hit him that hard."
During this time, heaven knew the agony Huo Zhanting and the others had endured after learning that Yu Lan had perished on White Sand Star.
To say they felt like they were being consumed by a raging fire would be no exaggeration.
He had only thrown a single punch at Ye Moyun. Considering he hadn’t used his full repertoire of skills, that was already quite restrained.
After he spoke, Huo Zhanting lowered his gaze to look at Yu Lan. The sharpness on his handsome face softened, and his exhaustion seemed to deepen.
Sure enough, Yu Lan’s heart instantly melted into a puddle.
’Getting justice for Ye Moyun? Yeah, right. That was out of the question.’
’Anyway, Ye Moyun is tough as nails. A punch from Huo Zhanting is nothing to him. He’ll be fine after a little rest.’
"It’s okay. Does your hand hurt?"
Right now, Yu Lan only wanted to care for Huo Zhanting.
"How much longer until Shen Zueran and the others get here? Why don’t you sit down and rest for a bit? You can lean on me."
Ye Moyun: ???
’Wait a minute. I’m the one who got punched, and you’re worried about whether *he’s* tired?’
’I swear, sometimes I just want to fight you lovebirds for real.’
Fuming, Ye Moyun was about to walk up to Yu Lan and confront Huo Zhanting.
Just then, he saw Huo Zhanting—who had been all gentleness and soft words with Yu Lan—suddenly look up. His molten gold eyes now held an undisguised, icy storm directed straight at him, a look that could kill.
’Well, well!’
’What a two-faced hypocrite.’
Ye Moyun couldn’t help but laugh to himself.
’But as long as Yu Lan is here, even this famous, decorated, iron-willed Marshal Huo has to exercise some restraint. He can’t get too rough.’
’Otherwise, what would he do if he scared Yu Lan?’
’I just love this feeling of being someone they can’t stand but also can’t get rid of.’
Ye Moyun put his hands on his hips.
The next moment, a furious roar echoed from the sky!
"Prepare to die, Ye Moyun!"
It was none other than Su Xingye and the others, who had received the news and rushed over.
Even from a great distance, they recognized Ye Moyun’s unmistakable silhouette—they’d know him even if he were burned to ash.
The thought of avenging Yu Lan instantly consumed them.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Su Xingye, Li Yucheng, and Jun Lin Yuan all threw a vicious punch at Ye Moyun.
"Shit!"
Looking up abruptly to see this, Ye Moyun cursed. Panic flooded his mind, and he scrambled to escape.
But with Pei Shiyi and Sheng Yiqing also taking action, there was nowhere left for him to run.
Fists rained down from all directions.
Anyone who has played Whac-A-Mole knows the feeling.
Dodge one, and you’ll get hit by another.
Right now, Ye Moyun was that pitiful little mole, scurrying around with his head in his hands, getting absolutely pummeled by Su Xingye and the others.
While Pei Shiyi and the others were dealing with Ye Moyun, Shen Zueran slowly walked over to Huo Zhanting and Yu Lan.
The Scientific Research Institute Director, who had always been cool, rational, and restrained, now had red-rimmed eyes. For the first time, he lost his composure. He just stood not far away, quietly looking at Yu Lan, his voice choked with emotion:
"I knew it. I knew you would be okay."
The self-defense necklace he had given Yu Lan was something he had made in collaboration with the Li Family’s most advanced weapons research lab.
No one knew better than him what kind of force it could withstand.
But an experiment was just an experiment.
The one being bombarded by cannonballs was his beloved.
How could he not be worried and terrified?
’What if?’
’What if, by some one-in-ten-thousand chance, the protective necklace didn’t unleash its power? What would he have done then?’
During this time, Shen Zueran had been swinging back and forth between hope and despair.
He hoped he might find Yu Lan on a planet near White Sand Star, yet he feared it was all just an impossible fantasy.
’What would I have done then?’
Love makes the composed feel fear.
It wasn’t until just now, when he received Huo Zhanting’s message telling them to come over secretly, that the great weight in Shen Zueran’s heart finally lifted.
’Lanlan is back.’
’Lanlan must be back.’
Now, looking at Yu Lan standing not far away, still so beautiful and completely unharmed, Shen Zueran broke into a smile laced with tears.
"This is wonderful."
"This is truly, truly wonderful."
The fallen star was once again hanging high in the night sky.
His deceased love had returned to the world of the living.
There could be nothing better than this.
"Shen Zueran," Yu Lan could hold back no longer. Like a young swallow returning to its nest, she ran to him, burying herself in his chest and wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hide it from you."
Of all of them, the one Yu Lan was most afraid of angering was Shen Zueran.
Shen Zueran was always placid, like a flower on a high peak—rational and detached.
When a person like that truly became enraged, the consequences would surely be catastrophic.
Yu Lan hugged Shen Zueran’s waist tightly, refusing to let go. She had already made up her mind. ’If he really blames me, that’s fine. I’ll just apologize.’
’At worst, I’ll give him a kiss. If one kiss isn’t enough, I can kiss him again.’
"I don’t blame you, Lanlan."
Shen Zueran was more reasonable than Yu Lan had expected.
His beloved had finally returned to his side. Wasting time on unnecessary anger would be the most pointless thing to do.
Since Yu Lan had chosen to hide things, she must have had her reasons. Shen Zueran just needed to go along with it.
But before that, he needed to collect a little interest.
His hand on Yu Lan’s lower back tightened slightly. The next moment, Yu Lan, who had been leaning against his chest, was lifted up with one arm and seated on his strong, lean forearm.
Startled, she instinctively threw her arms around Shen Zueran’s neck for support.
Now, the man only needed to tilt his head up slightly to easily kiss every inch of Yu Lan’s skin, including her snow-white cheeks and her soft, fragrant red lips.
"Mmph!"
A scorching, dominant, yet cool aura invaded her mouth, and Yu Lan had to lean her head back like a startled kitten.
Yet there was nowhere to run.
At this moment, she was an isolated island.
She could only cling tightly to the piece of driftwood before her named Shen Zueran.
Nowhere to run.
Unable to resist.
Until Li Yucheng’s slightly jealous voice rang out.
"That’s enough, Shen Zueran. Don’t go too far."
"If you make Lanlan’s lips all swollen from kissing, what are the rest of us supposed to do later?"
In a daze, Yu Lan tremblingly opened her eyes.
She saw that not far away, Su Xingye, Pei Shiyi, and the others had all stopped.
They stood there, breathing heavily, their chests heaving, their dark eyes fixed on her.
’So... so many Beast Husbands.’
’How did I get involved with so many men at once?’
’Help! Somebody save me!’
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