Milk Bath

At that moment, Tang Ziyun and the others walked in from outside the window.

Tang Ziyun had witnessed the entire process from outside, her heart clenched the whole time.

Only when she saw Su Yang effortlessly handle the two men did she finally let out a sigh of relief.

[Ding! Detected Tang Ziyun's favorability toward the host has increased to 50. Reward: 800,000.]

[Ding! Detected Shen Yixue's favorability toward the host has increased to 50. Reward: 800,000.]

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"Su Yang, are you okay?" Tang Ziyun walked up to Su Yang and asked.

Su Yang smiled and shook his head. "I'm fine. You guys haven’t left yet?"

"We were just about to."

Tang Ziyun was about to say something more when the sound of police sirens echoed from outside the bar.

Seeing the police arrive, Tang Ziyun turned to Su Yang with a radiant smile. "We won’t disturb you here any longer. We’ll head out first."

"Alright, see you later." Su Yang nodded.

After Tang Ziyun and the others left, six police officers entered the bar.

Following a round of questioning, the police reviewed the surveillance footage for evidence, after which Su Yang and the others accompanied them to the station to give statements.

By the time everything was sorted out, nearly an hour and a half had passed before they finally stepped out of the police station.

As they walked down the street, Meng Wenzhou spoke up.

"Haozi, tally up the losses from tonight and let me know. I’ll transfer the money to you later."

Chen Hao waved his hand with a laugh. "Hey, it’s no big deal. It’s just a small amount. I’ll handle it myself."

"That’s not right. Business is business. We broke the stuff, so we should pay for it."

Su Yang chimed in, "Lao Meng, let me take care of it. Most of the tables and chairs were damaged because of me. Once you calculate the cost, I’ll pay Chen Hao double."

Chen Hao looked at the two of them and grinned. "Why are you guys being so formal? Those tables and chairs aren’t worth much. I’ll just replace them myself. If something happens in my bar, how could I possibly make you pay for it?"

He then turned to Su Yang. "Besides, if it weren’t for you stepping in earlier, my head would’ve been split open. You helped me, and now I’m supposed to ask you for money? That’s not how things work anywhere."

"Don’t say that. You’re Lao Meng’s friend, and now that we’ve met, we’re friends too. If someone’s attacking you, of course I’d step in. Plus, those guys were clearly here to pick a fight."

Su Yang paused briefly before continuing, "Even if the tables and chairs aren’t expensive, you’ll have to shut down for a few days to fix things up. That’s still a loss, so I insist on paying—and paying extra."

He glanced at Chen Hao and Meng Wenzhou.

Just as they were about to argue, Su Yang cut them off. "No need to say more. Just calculate the cost and let me know. Let’s exchange WeChat."

He pulled out his phone, opened his QR code, and held it out to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao glanced helplessly at Meng Wenzhou. "Ah, I can’t win against you guys. Fine, I’ll figure it out and let you know."

After adding each other on WeChat, Chen Hao hailed a cab and headed back to the bar to deal with the aftermath.

Meng Wenzhou patted Su Yang on the shoulder. "We owe you one tonight. If it weren’t for you, Haozi would probably be in the hospital. I wasn’t wrong about you as a friend—when things go down, you’re the first to step up. For that alone, you’ve got my utmost respect."

Meng Wenzhou gave Su Yang a thumbs-up.

"Ah, it was nothing. Just doing what anyone would do. The word ‘friend’ isn’t just lip service to me."

"Good! Enough talk. Actions speak louder than words." Meng Wenzhou thumped his chest earnestly.

"By the way, I had no idea Fatty was such a beast. That really surprised me." Su Yang shifted the topic to Liu Bo.

Meng Wenzhou chuckled. "Don’t let his size fool you. When it comes to fighting, he’s quicker than anyone. Honestly, Fatty could’ve handled those guys alone."

Liu Bo scratched his head sheepishly. "Heh, no big deal."

Su Yang turned to Liu Bo, curiosity in his voice. "Fatty, did you train before?"

"Sort of. I used to be in the military."

"And not just any kind of soldier," Meng Wenzhou added.

"Oh? Special forces?"

"Yep. He only got this big after he retired."

"No wonder you’re such a beast." Su Yang gave Liu Bo an approving pat on the shoulder.

Zhang Ziming pulled out a pack of cigarettes and handed them out. He grinned at Su Yang. "Yang, I’ll say it now—you’ve got my respect."

"So you didn’t respect me before?" Su Yang teased.

"It’s not that. We’ve only known each other for a day, so we weren’t exactly close. But the way you jumped in without hesitation tonight? That says everything. I, Zhang Ziming, admire people like you."

"Hey, enough talk. Even if tonight wasn’t life-or-death, we fought side by side. From now on, if any of us needs help, just say the word."

Zhang Ziming quickly clarified, "I was about to jump in earlier, but Lao Meng told Fatty to handle it. That’s why we didn’t step in—not because we didn’t want to. With Fatty there, we’d just be in the way."

Su Yang waved it off. "I get it. No need to explain."

The group chatted openly as they walked. The police station was only about two kilometers from the hotel, and before they knew it, they had arrived.

Pan Ning and Shen Yixue stayed quiet the whole way, knowing how much moments like these meant to the guys.

They simply walked alongside them in silent support.

By the time they returned to the hotel, it was already 4:30 in the morning.

Without further conversation, the six of them headed to their respective rooms to rest.

Once inside, Pan Ning opened the fridge and pulled out two bottles of water, handing one to Su Yang.

"Here."

"Thanks."

Su Yang took the water and plopped onto the couch. Pan Ning sat beside him.

"Is your back okay?" she asked, turning to look at him.

"Fine. I doubt there’s even a mark. That guy looked tough, but he hit like a kitten." Su Yang laughed carelessly.

"Good." Pan Ning exhaled in relief and took a sip of water.

After a brief silence, Su Yang scrambled for something to say. "You’re not going to sleep yet?"

"Not tired. I’m planning to take a bath."

"Then go ahead. It’s pretty late."

"No rush. I asked the front desk to bring up some milk."

Su Yang blinked. "Milk? You drink milk while bathing?"

Pan Ning rolled her eyes. "Not for drinking. It’s for the bath."

"Whoa, a milk bath? That’s next-level luxury."

"The hotel offers the service. And I do it at home too. It’s a habit."

Su Yang grinned. "No wonder your skin’s so smooth. So it’s the milk baths."

"I’d be like this even without them. But milk baths help relax the mind, relieve stress, and brighten the skin." She smiled faintly and glanced at him. "Want to try?"

"Me? Sure." Su Yang smirked. "But can we share the bath?"

"No. Dream on."

"Ah, it’s no fun if we can’t soak together. Besides, what’s the point of a grown man taking a milk bath unless it’s with a beautiful woman?"

Pan Ning couldn’t help but roll her eyes again.

As the two chatted, a knock came at the door. Pan Ning got up to answer it.

A pretty staff member stood outside holding a wooden box, smiling. "Miss Pan?"

"Yes."

"Hello, I’m from the Marriott Hotel. I’m here to prepare your milk bath."

"Alright, come in." Pan Ning let the staff member into the room.

About ten minutes later, the pretty staff emerged from the bathroom.

"Miss Pan, it’s ready."

"Great, thank you."

"You’re welcome. If you need anything, feel free to call the front desk anytime."

"Got it, thanks for your help."

"Goodnight to you both. Hope you enjoy your evening." The staff member smiled warmly before turning to leave.

Su Yang, overhearing this, leaned back on the couch and grinned. "See? Even the pretty lady said so. Let’s enjoy it together, huh?"

Pan Ning shot him a glare, then teased, "In your dreams! If you want a soak, you can wait till I’m done. It’ll be nice and fragrant for you!"

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