[Thanks: Second Sister for the reward and support, old three is grateful for Second Sister's continuing support!!!]

Li Guangming had never truly given up on Ning Luoxi, and the last time in the small town beside the Immortal Peak Primeval Forest, he had intended to force himself on Ning Luoxi, but Ding Fan had messed up his plans.

After returning to Dongcheng, Li Guangming had actually kept a low profile for a while, but today, on a whim, he decided to visit Ning Family Pharmacy again. According to his calculations, Ning Zhanshan's late-stage cancer should not have allowed him to last until now.

However, upon entering the medicine shop, the first thing Li Guangming saw was a glowing Ning Zhanshan, which made him doubt whether he was seeing things.

People with late-stage cancer should have passed away by now, yet here Ning Zhanshan was, looking even healthier than before.

What shocked Li Guangming even more was that he saw Ding Fan here; he truly couldn't understand why Ding Fan would be in Ning Family's medicine shop.

The impact Ding Fan had on Li Guangming was enormous, and for the moment, he didn't dare to provoke Ding Fan.

After leaving Ning Family Pharmacy, Li Guangming didn't stop for a moment; he immediately took out his cellphone.

"Brother Huang, it's Li Guangming. I need your help with something. Some prick is trying to play tough with me. Bring some guys over and help me teach him a lesson... Mm, okay, Brother Huang, once the job is done, I won't let the brothers down."

...

Zhou Ruoran seemed to feel much better after taking the three white flowers back home from her family's place. Looking at the white flowers every day, she felt that her mood wasn't as irritable as before, and even her previously nightly insomnia had improved since she brought the white flowers back; she felt that her sleep quality had gotten a lot better.

After recuperating for a couple of days, Zhou Ruoran's health had returned to normal. Lin Qingqing, because she had to run performance shows, had left quite early. Lin Qingqing had then asked Zhou Ruoran to stay at her villa, which was quite convenient for watching the house while Lin Qingqing was away.

Zhou Ruoran naturally didn't believe that Lin Qingqing wanted her just to watch the house; it was simply Lin Qingqing's way of taking care of her.

Zhou Ruoran, with no place to live at the moment, did indeed need such a place. Thus, she accepted without demur.

However, Zhou Ruoran had no intention of living in Lin Qingqing's place forever, she couldn't possibly let Lin Qingqing support her for a lifetime.

During the past few days, Zhou Ruoran had been busy looking for work. Her high academic achievement from Dancheng's University of Political Science and Law didn't go to waste, as it didn't take much effort for her to find a law firm.

The law firm was called Fayan Law Firm, which not only had a reputation in Dancheng but also a bit of fame in Yanjing.

Zhou Ruoran hadn't been on the job long when she took on a case.

As it was Zhou Ruoran's first case since joining Fayan Law Firm, she was particularly diligent. The case involved a plaintiff company called Morning Light, who sold materials to Qin's Group Company. However, Qin's Group had not transferred the payment despite repeated requests from Morning Light.

Later on, when Morning Light demanded payment from them, Qin's Group insisted that they had never received the materials.

The two companies argued about this, and eventually, the dispute led to court.

Zhou Ruoran spent an entire night getting all the details of both companies sorted out, but the information on paper seemed too one-sided. Therefore, she decided that she needed to personally visit the Dongcheng site in the next few days to have a look.

Ding dong ding dong...

After spending all night looking at the materials, Zhou Ruoran had barely fallen asleep when she was woken by a series of knocks on the door outside the villa.

Struggling to overcome her sleepiness, Zhou Ruoran came down from her bedroom on the second floor and opened the front door.

"You are Zhou Ruoran, aren't you?"

When the door opened, standing outside was a woman dressed entirely in leather apparel, looking very dashing.

Despite the woman's boyish style, Zhou Ruoran could tell that if this woman were to dress more femininely, she would undoubtedly be a knockout beauty.

"I am Zhou Ruoran."

Zhou Ruoran hadn't met this dashing woman before and couldn't remember ever having seen her.

"Has Ding Fan visited you recently?" the dashing woman got straight to the point without beating around the bush.

Ding Fan? Visit her?

Zhou Ruoran's eyes widened. Wasn't Ding Fan killed by Wang Luohao on Immortal's Peak? How could he possibly come to see her? She looked at the stranger with confusion.

"Sister Ruoran, I'm a friend of Brother Fan; my name is Ruv Ling. This woman here is also a friend of Brother Fan; her name is Xu Rui. You can rest assured that we have something very important for Brother Fan, and we won't harm him."

At this moment, another woman, quite attractive, came up beside the dashing woman.

"Ding Fan... Ding Fan was already... already... dead in the Immortal Peak Forest. How could he possibly come to find me?" Zhou Ruoran voiced her bewilderment.

"Sister Ruoran, we really do need to find Brother Fan for important matters; otherwise, we wouldn't have come looking for you behind Sister Qingqing's back. A few days ago, when you went to the Huaqiang District villa, I saw Brother Fan following you, how could he possibly be dead..." Ruv Ling said from the side.

Xu Rui had been searching strenuously for Ding Fan during this period, and to her surprise, she should have been able to inquire about Ding Fan's whereabouts from Zhou Ruoran, since Zhou Ruoran had once lived with Ding Fan.

However, her close friend Lin Qingqing obstructed her, vertically and horizontally preventing Xu Rui from meeting Zhou Ruoran. Today, the two of them came to find Zhou Ruoran, seizing the opportunity presented by Lin Qingqing's absence from home.

"What? You mean to say that two days ago when I was returning home, Ding Fan was following me…" Zhou Ruoran's body began to tremble violently.

Could it be? Could it be that Ding Fan isn't dead?!

"Are you sure you saw it clearly, that Ding Fan indeed was following me?"

Zhou Ruoran suddenly grabbed the arms of Ruv Ling next to her, and because it was so unexpected, Ruv Ling was startled.

"Sister Ruoran, I did see Brother Fan following behind you… Sister Ruoran, Sister Rui is in urgent need of finding Brother Fan, do you know Ding Fan's whereabouts?"

Zhou Ruoran shook her head, and at this moment, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

Ding Fan wasn't dead after all. There had been a time when Zhou Ruoran believed that in the fire, it was Ding Fan's spirit in heaven that was protecting her. Now, the idea seemed so laughable, as the person who saved her from the fire must have definitely been Ding Fan.

In the moments of relief that Ding Fan was not dead, Zhou Ruoran's heart began to ache inexplicably. If Ding Fan were alive, then why hadn't he come to find her?

Could it be that he was still angry with her, still blaming her for her lack of understanding…

Zhou Ruoran slowly lifted her head, took a deep breath, and a pained smile flashed across her lips.

"As long as you're alive, I must find you… I must find you…"

…

As Li Guangming walked out of the medicine shop, Ding Fan knew that this man definitely wouldn't let the matter rest. Such a petty person was always vindictive in Ding Fan's book.

But Ding Fan was not the least bit afraid of such a person. If the other party dared to provoke him, then he would make it clear that he was not someone they could afford to mess with.

However, Li Guangming's speed in causing trouble was faster than Ding Fan had expected.

It wasn't twenty minutes after Li Guangming had left that seven or eight men came in with machetes and iron rods.

These men looked ferocious, and as soon as they walked in, the patients who had come to seek treatment were frightened and ran off.

The leader of these ruffians was a stocky man, completely bald, not even a strand of beauty to be found on him. He was not very tall, with two scarring cuts on his head, giving him a particularly menacing appearance.

On this street, there were few who didn't recognize him. His real name was not known to many, but everyone called him Dashan.

Dashan had quite a background; it was said that he was an associate of Huang Yihai. Over half of the entertainment businesses in Dongcheng were under Huang Yihai's control, which spoke volumes about Huang Yihai's clout.

"Kid, was it you who acted tough with Li Guangming just now?" Dashan held a toothpick in his mouth and brandished a machete about one finger wide and over three feet long, looking quite intimidating.

As expected, it was Li Guangming who had brought these people, but Ding Fan didn't care at all.

Such thugs might intimidate others, but in Ding Fan's eyes, they were simply not worth mentioning.

However, before Ding Fan had a chance to speak, Ning Zhanshan stepped forward to intervene.

"Dashan, the kid is young and doesn't understand, let's not trouble him on my account," said Ning Zhanshan with a forced smile.

After all, Ding Fan was Ning Zhanshan's lifesaver. How could he just stand by and watch Ding Fan be bullied by others?

"Fuck! Your face, your face counts for shit! Get lost, or I'll chop you up too!" Dashan spat out the toothpick from his mouth, arrogantly declaring.

"It's okay, I'm here, you can go back and rest," Ding Fan walked over and patted Ning Zhanshan's shoulder.

"But…"

Before Ning Zhanshan could say more, Ding Fan smiled. "Don't worry, a few small-time hooligans won't give me any trouble."

After thinking it over, Ning Zhanshan nodded and headed toward the back yard.

Ning Zhanshan didn't actually believe Ding Fan could handle these thugs alone; his current thought was to hurry and call his brother, the police station chief. With the police's arrival, Ding Fan would be saved.

But just as Ning Zhanshan reached the backyard, sounds of glass bottles being shattered arose in the front. Not daring to waste a moment, he hastily took out his phone and called his brother.

By now, chaos had erupted outside. Ning Zhanshan gripped the phone, his hand sweating.

After an agonizing few seconds of waiting, the call was answered. "There's been trouble at the shop, come quickly to rescue!"