After the flash marriage, the abstinent president embraces his wife and pampers her every day

During class, the classroom was so quiet that only the teacher's rhythmic explanation and the occasional rustling of pages could be heard. The sunlight shone through the window onto the podium, and the mottled light and shadow added a bit of liveliness to the quiet classroom.

Lin Qian sat in the last row by the window, her eyes moving across the book as the teacher explained. Suddenly, she felt a faint vibration coming from the drawer under the table. It was her cell phone ringing. She gently moved her eyes away from the book and glanced at the screen, only to see an unfamiliar number on it. She thought to herself, "It must be another advertising promotion. How annoying." So she casually pressed the hang-up button.

However, the number didn't seem to give up. Not long after, it started a new round of calls. Lin Qian felt a little irritated. She didn't understand why the number was so persistent in calling her. She frowned and decided to hang up again. But this time, she hesitated for a moment, and a little doubt arose in her heart: Whose number is this?

Just as she was hesitating, her cell phone vibrated again.

Finally, she couldn't help wondering and decided to answer the call. She picked up the phone, walked out of the classroom, and came to an empty corner.

She looked around to make sure no one was nearby, then answered the strange number.

She gently pressed the answer button and put the phone close to her ear.

"Hello, who is this?" Her voice was trembling, but she tried to remain calm: "Why do you keep calling me?"

A slightly magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone, the voice was low and gentle: "Qianqian, are you free now?" Lin Qian was stunned. She felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

She hesitated for a moment and replied, "May I ask who you are? I don't think I know you."

The man on the other end of the phone seemed a little lost. He paused for a moment and then said, "Qianqian, I'm Liu Yufeng. We were classmates in high school. Do you remember?"

Lin Qian suddenly realized that she remembered the boy who always sat in the back row of the classroom and paid attention to her silently. She said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Brother Feng, I didn't remember it at once, sorry."

Liu Yufeng didn't care. He continued, "Qianqian, I have something urgent to discuss with you. I'm at the gate of your school now. Can you come out for a moment?"

Lin Qian hesitated. She looked at her classmates in the classroom. They were still listening attentively, and the teacher was also speaking vividly on the podium. But thinking that Liu Yufeng might have something important to say, she decided to go out and take a look.

"Well, my get out of class will be over soon, there are still ten minutes left." Lin Qian's voice came through the microphone, with a hint of subtle nervousness in her voice.

"Okay, Qianqian, I'll wait for you at the school gate." Liu Yufeng's tone seemed a little more relaxed, but Lin Qian could sense a hint of seriousness in his voice.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qian felt a little uneasy. Although she was not very familiar with Liu Yufeng, she could always feel his gentlemanliness and sincerity every time they met. This time, his tone made her feel inexplicably uneasy, as if something important was about to happen.

Ten minutes later, the school bell rang.

She walked quickly towards the school gate, thinking about why Liu Yufeng wanted to see her. She recalled their previous interactions, trying to find some clues. However, the more she thought about it, the more confused she felt. She didn't know why Liu Yufeng wanted to see her.

When they reached the school gate, the sun shone on the ground, creating mottled shadows. Lin Qian saw Liu Yufeng standing there alone from a distance, his figure looking even lonelier in the sun. His brows were furrowed, his expression was solemn, as if he was carrying a heavy secret. Lin Qian quickened her pace, walked towards him, and asked in confusion: "Brother Feng, why are you waiting for me here? Is there something wrong?"

Liu Yufeng raised his head, and when he saw Lin Qian, his brows relaxed a little. He took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his inner emotions. Then, he slowly spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Qianqian, I'm sorry to disturb you so suddenly. But today, I really have something very important to tell you."

Lin Qian's heart suddenly tightened. She looked at Liu Yufeng's serious expression and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. She asked nervously, "What's the matter? Brother Feng, just tell me. I can handle it."

Liu Yufeng was silent for a while, as if he was organizing his words. Then, he took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qian. The photo showed two burly men with ferocious expressions and fierce eyes, as if they would pounce and hurt someone at any time.

Lin Qian took the photo and recognized them at a glance. These two men were the ones who bullied her in the alley last time. The painful memory instantly came to her mind. Her face turned pale and she asked in a trembling voice: "This is... them? How did you get their photos?"

"Qianqian," Liu Yufeng's voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate the panic in Lin Qian's heart, "I sent people to investigate in depth and have found all the information about those two people. They had been following you secretly before, not only harassing you, but also trying to do something inappropriate to you. Now, I have arranged for someone to control them and wait for your instructions. How do you want to deal with them?"

Lin Qian held the two photos tightly in her hands. The people in the photos made her feel sick and uneasy. Her heartbeat accelerated, and her thoughts were like fallen leaves blown by the wind, messy and unable to focus. She recalled her experience that night, when the two men spoke harshly to her and even tried to touch her. The fear and helplessness of that moment seemed to reappear before her eyes.

Seeing Lin Qian’s pale face and frowning brows, Liu Yufeng asked with concern: “Qianqian, are you okay? Do you need me to call the police for you?”

Lin Qian raised her head and looked at Liu Yufeng's worried eyes. She shook her head gently, her voice weak but firm: "Brother Feng, I know you are doing this for my own good. But I don't want my husband to know about this. He is very busy at work and under a lot of pressure. I don't want him to be distracted by these things. Besides, I am also worried that things will become more complicated after calling the police."

Liu Yufeng looked at her determined eyes, but the anger in his heart was hard to calm down: "But these people are obviously harassing you on purpose. If you don't teach them a lesson, they won't stop."

He immediately contacted a few trusted friends and briefly explained the situation. Half an hour later, they arrived at an abandoned factory. Under the dim light, the stalkers were tied to the side, with bruises on their faces and noses, obviously having been beaten.