Keeping the promise

A few days of peaceful time passed quickly, and Zheng Wancheng thought he could temporarily avoid the trouble brought by Li Yunting.

However, when Kou Zhuangming once again asked her to discuss cooperation, an accident suddenly occurred.

Zheng Wancheng was about to go out for the appointment when she was stopped by a group of policemen. The policeman said coldly, "Ms. Zheng, someone has accused you of stealing company secrets. Please come with us now."

Zheng Wancheng's eyes widened and he said angrily, "You are talking nonsense! This is clearly a false accusation!"

The police ignored her protest and signaled their men to take her away. Zheng Wancheng struggled and shouted, "I want to see Li Yunting!"

The police went to talk...

Inside the police station, Li Yunting looked at the angry Zheng Wancheng with a sneer on his face: "Want to see me? I have to come."

She glared at him and said, "I've heard of Mr. Li's reputation, and he really uses tricks as always! He will do anything to achieve his goals!"

Li Yunting approached her, his eyes revealing a complex emotion: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit that you are Zheng Wancheng. As long as you can stay by my side, I don't care what identity you use."

Zheng Wancheng was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Li Yunting, you are a lunatic! I tell you, my husband knows this will happen, so you don't need to worry about it!"

Li Yunting's expression instantly became uglier: "Husband? Do you think you can make me give up just by making up a husband? Zheng Wancheng, you are mine, forever!"

Zheng Wancheng responded without flinching, "Li Yunting, you said I'm not Zheng Wancheng! You and I have nothing to do with each other! My name is Zheng Zichun, can't there be someone similar to me?"

A trace of pain flashed across Li Yunting's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination: "No matter what you think, even if you are not, I will never let you leave me again."

Zheng Wancheng turned his head and stopped looking at him: "Your actions will only make me hate you even more!"

The atmosphere in the Public Security Bureau was extremely tense at this time, and the confrontation between the two seemed like a war without gunpowder.

Zheng Wancheng's heart was filled with anger and helplessness. She didn't know how to get rid of Li Yunting's crazy entanglement.

Li Yunting ordered his men with a cold look in his eyes: "Take good care of Zheng Zichun and don't let her make any mistakes."

He turned his head and looked at Zheng Wancheng, with a hint of oppression in his tone: "I hope you can think it through. After all, there is your child. You should know that I don't want to do things too extreme, but if I have to, I don't mind."

Zheng Wancheng glared at him, his voice trembling with anger: "Li Yunting, you are threatening me with a child, how despicable!"

Li Yunting didn't show any guilt on his face. He just said coldly: "Despicable? As long as you can achieve your goal, the means are not important. You'd better face the reality as soon as possible."

Zheng Wancheng gnashed his teeth and said, "Don't think you can make me surrender like this. Even if I risk my life, I won't let you hurt my child!"

Li Yunting snorted: "That depends on your performance. Remember, you don't have much time."

After saying that, he turned and strode away, leaving Zheng Wancheng standing there, with anger and worry intertwined in her heart.

Li Yunting walked out of the room where Zheng Zichun was imprisoned with a gloomy face, and kept thinking about the confrontation with her just now.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning: If Zheng Zichun is Zheng Wancheng, then the son Zheng Zihui beside her is also very likely to be his child.

Thinking of this, Li Yunting's eyes flashed with determination, and he immediately called his subordinates: "Go, bring Zheng Zihui back to me."

After receiving the order, the subordinates quickly took action and searched everywhere for Zheng Zihui's whereabouts.

On the other side, Zheng Zihui, who was completely unaware of the situation, was walking on his way home. Suddenly, several burly men jumped out from the corner and blocked his way.

One of the big men said viciously: "Boy, come with us obediently."

Zheng Zihui looked at the ill-intentioned people in front of him, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He snorted coldly: "Want to arrest me? You are still a little naive!"

In a flash, Zheng Zihui flashed and attacked quickly. His movements were agile and powerful, and with a side kick, he directly knocked the big man who was rushing in front to the ground.

Seeing this, several other people rushed forward. But Zheng Zihui was not afraid at all. He nimbly dodged the opponent's attack and found the right time to counterattack.

All you can see is his figure is as fast as lightning, and his movements are extremely swift! He clenched his left fist and swung it out suddenly, like a dragon emerging from the sea, with a fierce momentum to hit the enemy's vital points; then his right hand swung along with the momentum, as fierce and powerful as a tiger descending from the mountain, and each punch hit the enemy's body accurately. In an instant, the shadows of fists intertwined, the sound of wind whistled, and it was dazzling.

Before long, those burly men could no longer withstand such a fierce attack.

They were knocked to the ground one after another, some lying on their backs, some curled up in a ball, looking miserable.

At this moment, these people were suffering from severe pain and uttering miserable groans.

Zheng Zihui dusted off his hands and said disdainfully: "You want to catch me with this little skill? Go back and practice for a few more years!"

Then he turned around and left in a cool manner.