Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Li Qing held him tightly, as if he was a rare treasure, and as soon as he let go, it would grow wings and fly away.

"Nonsense, even if you turned to ash, I'd recognize you. Do you know who I am? I'm your damn uncle."

When Li Qing said this, it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the room.

"This guy actually has ties to the Little Li Family? My God, how come I've never seen him before?"

"If he's connected to Li Qing, that can't be wrong. This person's background is unfathomable, no wonder he dares to cause trouble here."

"I thought so, ordinary people don't have such charisma. Look at him, so dashing and assertive."

"Heh heh, that's not what you said earlier. I clearly heard you say that guy was ill-mannered..."

"Shh, I'm begging you, don't mention it."

...

Among the people, the most shocked was Yang Fei.

He stared blankly at this uncle who had appeared out of nowhere, the immense surprise resounded like sea tides in his heart.

"You...you're my uncle, then you must know about my father and mother?"

Li Qing spat on the ground: "Nonsense, of course I know, your father is no ordinary man..."

Saying this, Li Qing's expression suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something terrifying, and stopped himself in time.

"In any case, I'm your uncle. When you were a kid and got into fights at school, raced cars, and flirted, you learned it all from me."

Yang Fei stared blankly at the man in front of him, in his forties.

Many fragmented memories flashed past like clouds in the sky, chaotic and dimly indistinct.

From the depths of his memory, a handsome middle-aged man suddenly emerged.

He looked at Yang Fei calmly, his piercing gaze seeming to penetrate Yang Fei's soul.

"I'm waiting for you..."

Suddenly, Yang Fei's head felt as if it was being pierced by a thousand steel needles, the pain unbearable, as if under a tightening spell.

Yang Fei clutched his head, let out a scream, and collapsed to the ground, his facial muscles twisted, his eyes red.

Liang Jiayi was startled, quickly held Yang Fei.

"Yang Fei, are you okay? Why did you just faint out of nowhere?"

Li Qing, disregarding his bleeding nose, crouched down with a voice full of panic.

"Little Bird Yang, are you okay? Damn it, I knew that issue shouldn't be mentioned, bringing it up is deadly."

At this moment, Yang Fei suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out.

Li Qing was shocked, pushed Liang Jiayi away forcefully, and held Yang Fei's body.

"Little Bird Yang, don't scare me, damn it, your damn illness really kicked in!"

He touched Yang Fei's nose, and feeling his breathing was still normal, he finally relaxed, stood up, and waved his hand vigorously.

"Someone, someone, call 120 for me, help!"

Seeing Li Qing so anxious, everyone else started to panic as well.

Someone called for an ambulance, someone helped clear the traffic, it became a chaotic scene.

Liang Jiayi, being just a girl, was pushed out of the crowd by the surging flow of people.

Yang Yurong grabbed her daughter's hand, looking tense yet expectant.

"Jiayi, be honest with me, did Yang Fei ever talk about his family's situation?"

Liang Jiayi, overwhelmed, stomped her feet repeatedly, and tears started to fall.

"I don't know, he never mentioned anything about his family. What should I do? What's wrong with him?"

Yang Yurong looked at the noisy crowd, watching Li Qing pace around like an ant on a hot pan, a smile broke on her lips.

"Relax, Yang Fei just fainted, he's fine."

"But you, silly girl, gave us a big surprise."

Liang Jiayi was anxious, staring at Yang Yurong in a daze.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Is Yang Fei really okay?"

The smile on Yang Yurong's face grew even more mysterious as she murmured.

"A Little Li Family man, and his surname is Yang, suddenly I remembered an old legendary story."

Liang Jiayi stared blankly at Yang Yurong: "Mom, what story?"

Yang Yurong shook her head, her joy unconcealed.

"This isn't the place to talk, all in all, remember what I say."

"From now on, Yang Fei is your husband. No matter what grievances you suffer, no matter if he loves you or not, you must strive to stay by his side, understand?"

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? Who wants him as my husband, I have no relationship with Yang Fei..."

Liang Jiayi said up to this point, suddenly recalled that ridiculous night, her face flushed, and she could say no more.

Yang Yurong looked at Liang Jiayi's blushing cheeks and nodded meaningfully.

"No one knows a daughter better than her mother. You are my child. Don't you think I know what you're thinking?"

With that, Yang Yurong smiled broadly and patted Liang Jiayi on the shoulder.

"Perhaps heaven is favoring you, you and Yang Fei are destined to be a pair."

"Before, I was confused, but from now on, neither your dad nor I will oppose you two, you should get married by the end of the year, the sooner the better."

Liang Jiayi never expected her mother's attitude to change one hundred eighty degrees.

She blushed, stomped her feet, and rolled her eyes at Liang Shitong.

"Dad, look at Mom, what is she trying to do?"

Liang Shitong shook his head repeatedly, sighed softly, turned around, and gently pulled Yang Yurong aside, eyes filled with calm intent.

"Let the kids handle their own affairs, let's not interfere."

Yang Yurong gave Liang Shitong a sidelong glance.

"This matter I must intervene, you wouldn't think about it, but Yang Fei's background is terrifying."

As she spoke, she suddenly lowered her voice and whispered two sentences to Liang Shitong.

Even with Liang Shitong's steadiness, he couldn't help but change his expression.

"He's actually that person's descendant, how can you be so sure?"

Yang Yurong smiled proudly: "I'm also betting."

"If Yang Fei is related to that big figure, not only will our Jiayi rise to great heights, but even the status of the Liang Family will change greatly."

Liang Shitong exhaled a long breath, exerting great effort to suppress the shock in his heart, then shook his head.

"Even if Yang Fei's background is extraordinary, Jiayi shouldn't deliberately curry favor, let the kids' matters take their own course."

"Ptui, you old-fashioned man, if you ruin my daughter's marriage and future, I won't let you off."

Yang Yurong spat at Liang Shitong, then, smiling broadly again, she wrapped an arm around Liang Jiayi's shoulder, murmuring endlessly.

Liang Jiayi was somewhat overwhelmed, wriggled free from Yang Yurong's arm.

"Mom, Yang Fei is still unconscious, can you stop talking about this?"

"I'm doing it for your own good. A man like Yang Fei, who knows how many young ladies are after him. If you miss out, just wait and cry."

...

Soon, the 120 ambulance rushed to the alley entrance, two nurses carrying a stretcher dashed in.

Li Qing personally accompanied the medical personnel, running alongside to get Yang Fei onto the ambulance.