Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

The visitor was Lin Qingyun. She wore a black shawl over a bodycon skirt, paired with white knee-high boots, looking unbelievably stunning.

Looking at Zhao Dong, she said indifferently, "I came to see your uncle and auntie."

"Not to see me?"

A blush colored her pretty face. "Seeing you was just a bonus."

Zhao Dong chuckled, knowing she was too stubborn to admit it. Glancing at the health supplements on the table outside, he gave a wry smile.

"Why do you bring so much every time you visit? You're being too formal."

Lin Qingyun replied coolly, "They're for your parents. What's it to you?"

She was clearly concerned, but her words were always aloof and biting. Naturally, Zhao Dong wouldn't get upset with her.

Her gaze shifted to the room behind Zhao Dong. "Is that your room back there?"

"Yeah. Want to take a look?"

"Sure."

Zhao Dong stepped aside, and Lin Qingyun walked in. Seeing the small, shabby room, she frowned slightly.

Zhao Dong smiled. "It's a world away from yours, isn't it?"

Lin Qingyun didn't deny it. "Yes. Before I met you, I couldn't have imagined that such terrible living conditions still existed in this bustling city."

After looking around, Lin Qingyun stepped out of the room just as Zhao Kangyou and Zhang Cuimei came in carrying dishes. Zhang Cuimei smiled.

"Kangyou, you and Xiao Dong keep Miss Lin company for a bit. I'm going out to buy some more food!"

Lin Qingyun quickly protested, "Auntie, there's no need. I'm not eating here."

"Nonsense, child," Zhang Cuimei insisted. "How could we let you visit and not eat? Just sit down. I'll go get some more groceries."

With a helpless smile, Lin Qingyun said, "Auntie, really, it's fine. I came to find Zhao Dong. I need to take him out for a bit."

Hearing this, Zhang Cuimei understood and immediately beamed. "Xiao Dong, Miss Lin wants to take you out. Hurry up and get ready to go with her."

Zhao Dong glanced at Lin Qingyun. "You need me for something?"

"Do I need a reason to ask you to come with me?"

Lin Qingyun rolled her eyes at him, then greeted Zhao Kangyou and Zhang Cuimei before turning and walking out of the small courtyard.

Zhao Dong was about to follow when Zhang Cuimei called out, "Xiao Dong, wait a moment!"

She walked over and took out a few crumpled bills from an old, worn cloth pouch. She counted them and handed them all to Zhao Dong with a smile.

"Son, Mom doesn't have much money, just over five hundred yuan that I'd saved. You take it. When you're out, you can't always let the young lady pay for everything, understand?"

Looking at Zhang Cuimei's aged face and the shabby little pouch, Zhao Dong's nose tingled, and he nearly burst into tears.

My poor mother has no idea that a few hundred yuan might not even be enough for a single meal out these days! But in my parents' eyes, this is everything they could possibly offer.

Zhao Dong pushed the money back into Zhang Cuimei's pouch and then pulled a bank card from his pocket. It was one of Wang Hao's cards, containing over a million yuan. Zhao Dong had originally planned to withdraw cash for his parents, but now he pushed the card into Zhang Cuimei's hands.

Zhang Cuimei was puzzled. "Son, what's this..."

Zhao Dong said emotionally, "Mom, there's money on this card. Don't worry about me; I have my own. The PIN is six sevens, and there's over a million yuan in the account. You and Dad keep it. Spend it on whatever you want to eat or wear. Don't hesitate to use it!"

Zhang Cuimei and Zhao Kangyou were both stunned. "Son, where... where did you get so much money?"

Zhao Dong smiled. "Mom, Dad, don't you worry! Rest assured, your son can earn money now!"

With that, Zhao Dong left the courtyard. Behind him, Zhang Cuimei and Zhao Kangyou stared at the bank card, their hearts pounding with shock.

"Kangyou, he said there's a million in there. My heavens! What is our son doing for money?" Zhang Cuimei's voice trembled as she spoke. They had never seen so much money in their entire lives.

Zhao Kangyou sighed softly. "Cuimei, Xiao Dong is all grown up now. There are some things we shouldn't ask. I trust our son. He's a good person and would never do anything illegal or harmful. Let's keep the money. We can save it for his wedding."

Zhang Cuimei nodded, finally accepting the card.

Meanwhile, Zhao Dong got into Lin Qingyun's Ferrari, which weaved through the bustling city. Admiring Lin Qingyun's flawless, captivating profile, he grinned mischievously.

"Do you actually need me for something, or did you just miss me?"

The corner of Lin Qingyun's alluring mouth twitched. She rolled her eyes at him.

"I never realized you were so narcissistic. No, actually, you're just a lecher."

Feeling a pang of guilt, Zhao Dong rubbed his nose. "How am I a lecher?"

Gripping the steering wheel and staring straight ahead, Lin Qingyun said, "From the moment you got in the car until now, you've glanced at my legs at least seven or eight times."

Zhao Dong's face flushed, and he coughed to hide his embarrassment.

"You noticed that, huh? Well, whose fault is it for dressing so sexy... I mean, so beautifully."

Lin Qingyun was wearing a bodycon skirt, and her jade-like legs paired with the boots were a naturally irresistible sight.

"Besides, I'm your man. It's perfectly normal for me to look a few times. I've already touched them before, after all."

Lin Qingyun flushed with shame and anger. "You're shameless!"

Then, she suddenly flashed a seductive smile. "So, how did they feel?"

Zhao Dong coughed. "I forgot. Why don't you let me touch them again to find out?"

"In your dreams—"

Before she could finish, his large hand swiftly caressed her leg. It was smooth and tender, and radiated a soft warmth.

Lin Qingyun shuddered and slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to a halt in the middle of the road, immediately inciting a cacophony of horns from behind. With a face full of indignation, she glared at Zhao Dong, her eyes looking like they could kill.

Zhao Dong's head had knocked against the window, and he winced. "It was just a little touch. Is there a need to get so worked up?"

Gritting her teeth, Lin Qingyun said coldly, "Zhao Dong! Don't you dare think that just because I've slept with you, I'm some loose woman! The first time, I was drunk, and the second was an accident! If you see me as that kind of woman, you can get out of this car right now!"

Zhao Dong offered a wry smile. "I was wrong. I was just joking with you. You're not that kind of woman in my eyes."

Lin Qingyun's expression softened slightly. She glanced at him before she started driving again. Seeing Zhao Dong sitting there in silence, however, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Was I too harsh just now? After all, he did risk his life to save me.

But apologizing was difficult for her, and she became lost in thought.

Zhao Dong, however, wasn't overthinking it. He just asked, "So, where are you taking me?"

Lin Qingyun suddenly bit her lip, a complex expression crossing her beautiful face.

"To meet someone."

"Who?"

"Someone from the Provincial City."

"Who?!"

"You'll know when we get there."

Zhao Dong didn't press further, but his mind was shrouded in a thick fog of confusion.

Soon, the car arrived at a private clubhouse. He followed Lin Qingyun into a private room. The moment he pushed the door open and stepped inside, Zhao Dong felt an immense pressure!

In the center of the room sat an old man with white hair and a white beard. Zhao Dong's pupils constricted.

A Grandmaster!

He had never met a Grandmaster before and hadn't expected their presence to be so overwhelming and terrifying.

Lin Qingyun bit her lip and looked at the old man, speaking as if she had just made a great resolution.

"Uncle Fu, this is my man, Zhao Dong!"

The old man, Uncle Fu, turned his gaze upon him. In that instant, Zhao Dong's heart felt like it had been frozen solid, and even his breathing became labored. The old man's stare was like a thousand icy swords piercing straight through him.

A chill shot through Zhao Dong. What is this man's relationship with Lin Qingyun?! I can clearly feel his killing intent!