Super Soldier King and Cute CEO
Chapter 545: The Ball!

Chapter 545: Chapter 545: The Ball!

The next morning.

Jiang Weiwei woke up from her sleep, having fallen asleep last night while listening to Tang Zhong tell a story.

She even had a dream, truly dreaming of that monkey named Supreme Treasure, who appeared amidst a crowd’s attention, draped in Golden Sacred Armor, riding on a multicolored cloud, to marry the one called Zixia Fairy.

However, to her surprise, the Supreme Treasure in her dream had Tang Zhong’s face.

Thinking back on the dream now, Jiang Weiwei couldn’t help but giggle to herself.

"That guy, he would definitely do something like that!"

The more Jiang Weiwei thought about it, the happier she became, and that’s when she noticed, the person beside her was gone; Tang Zhong had been resting with her just yesterday.

She hurriedly got out of bed, opened the door to her room, and saw Tang Zhong by the door practicing furiously with a wooden sword.

At this moment, Tang Zhong was practicing the Blood Sword technique, but this time with a wooden sword, and the third move, Blood Explosion, was still not quite right.

Now Tang Zhong had to practice diligently.

Feeling someone behind him, he turned his head and saw Jiang Weiwei. He grinned and said, "You’re up!"

"Mhm!" Jiang Weiwei replied.

"I have already instructed Mrs. Wang, and she has prepared breakfast already!" Tang Zhong said.

"Mhm!" At this moment, Jiang Weiwei had completely turned into a demure woman, obedient to Tang Zhong’s words.

Love can turn a willful and petulant girl into a jade-like gentle one.

That was exactly what had happened to Jiang Weiwei.

Tang Zhong continued practicing with his sword, moving swiftly with the wooden weapon in hand.

Jiang Weiwei stood by, watching.

After Mrs. Wang finished preparing breakfast, she called them over.

Soon, they finished their milk and bread.

"Time to go to work!" Jiang Weiwei stood up straight, feeling refreshed and energized after a good sleep.

"Take good care of yourself!" Tang Zhong said with a smile.

Right now, Tang Zhong didn’t have much to do, as the formal engagement letter from Long Wu hadn’t arrived yet. At this moment, he only had one thing on his agenda – become stronger.

To seize back the Tang Sword from Bei Country and also to heal his parents who had their tongues cut off.

And what was more important, to marry Jiang Weiwei!

"Of course!" Jiang Weiwei prepared to head to the Crown Prince’s Club. But just then, she suddenly stopped, "Do you have time today?"

"Yes!" Tang Zhong blurted out.

"I will be attending a private dance party today, but currently, I don’t have a dance partner. So you figure it out!" Jiang Weiwei said with a smile towards Tang Zhong.

"Then this servant wishes to accompany the beautiful lady at her side!"

Tang Zhong said with a smile, stepping forward to take Jiang Weiwei’s hand.

Thinking back, he truly hadn’t attended any events with Jiang Weiwei, so he decided to go.

"Glib talker, why weren’t you this talkative before!" Jiang Weiwei rolled her eyes at Tang Zhong, but deep down, she felt genuinely warmed by his words.

The two left the house and got into the car – the same familiar BMW that marked the beginning of their relationship.

Tang Zhong was the driver, heading directly to the dance party.

This time’s dance party was at Leino Hotel.

Leino Hotel was one of the top hotels in Xuanjing City. Many dance parties and banquets were held there.

In the parking lot below.

After parking the car, Tang Zhong led Jiang Weiwei out of the parking area, and the two chatted happily on their way.

"Can you dance?" Jiang Weiwei asked, linking arms with Tang Zhong.

"Of course, I can dance any dance!" Tang Zhong replied without hesitation.

There wasn’t a dance in this world that he couldn’t do.

"Bragging, huh!" Jiang Weiwei shook her head.

She knew Tang Zhong was amazing, but she didn’t believe he was omnipotent and could do everything. Of course, had Tang Zhong claimed to know a few dances, that would have been believable. Yet claiming to know all dances was something Jiang Weiwei just couldn’t buy.

"Whether I’m bragging or not, you’ll find out!" Tang Zhong replied, preferring not to explain further.

But at that moment, his ears twitched, and he turned sharply to see a yellow Porsche speeding towards them.

Moreover, the Porsche was moving so fast, it was blinding them with its high beams.

The dazzling light instantly shone over them.

Jiang Weiwei quickly tried to cover her eyes while screaming.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Tang Zhong swiftly grabbed Jiang Weiwei’s body and held her in his arms, then dodged with great speed.

Just as the car was about to hit them, they narrowly avoided the impact.

He saw the Porsche whisk past them in the nick of time, mere inches from their bodies.

Once safe, Tang Zhong looked at Jiang Weiwei, "You... you’re not hurt, are you!"

Jiang Weiwei had genuinely been frightened just now. Her heart was pounding fiercely as she gasped for air, turning to look at Tang Zhong she said, "I... I’m fine!"

Assured that Jiang Weiwei was unharmed, Tang Zhong finally felt at ease. Then he turned and looked ahead, his gaze quickly sharpening.

At that moment, the Porsche had already parked, and two people stepped out, a man and a woman. The man appeared quite young, around twenty, dressed in a suit with a tie.

The woman had a tall figure, though heavily made up, exuding an extremely seductive aura and she was wearing a rose-red evening gown.

The two hurriedly prepared to leave the parking lot.

"Young Master Zhao, if not for your good driving, we would have been late for the dance!" the woman said with a smile.

"Don’t worry, one simply can’t be late to a dance!" said the man known as Young Master Zhao.

The two rushed past, not even glancing at Tang Zhong and Jiang Weiwei.

"Stop right there!" Tang Zhong shouted.

Only upon hearing the shout did Young Master Zhao notice Tang Zhong, his brow furrowing as he snapped, "Kid, who are you yelling at?"

"You almost hit someone!" Tang Zhong said coldly.

"Oh? Did I hit you? You seem perfectly alive to me. Alright, we have a dance to attend, don’t bother us!" Young Master Zhao said.

Having said that, he grabbed the model beside him, ready to move forward.

Tang Zhong, witnessing this scene, felt a surge of anger. He knew that if he hadn’t been there, Jiang Weiwei would have never escaped that car. He could not imagine what would have happened if he had not come today; perhaps he would never see Jiang Weiwei again. That would have been the regret of his lifetime!

Now, these people had almost hit someone and they didn’t even offer an explanation before attempting to leave.

Tang Zhong couldn’t tolerate it.

It was Jiang Weiwei at his side who, seeing this unfold, tugged at Tang Zhong’s arm and whispered, "I’m fine, let’s just let it go!"

"Don’t worry, leave it to me!"

Tang Zhong looked at Zhao Chuanxiong with a somber face, "Stop right there!"

Zhao Chuanxiong was growing increasingly impatient. Turning to face Tang Zhong, he said arrogantly, "Can’t you stop annoying me? So what if I hit you? I should have aimed for you. What do you think you are in comparison to me, Zhao Chuanxiong? Are you just trying to scam us? Want money? I’ve got plenty of it, damn annoyance!"

Zhao Chuanxiong, known for his notoriety in Xuanjing City, was someone people didn’t dare to provoke, even on an ordinary day. Whether he hit someone or not, he would leave just the same.

Who would dare to trouble Young Master Zhao? It would be no different from seeking death.

At that moment, Tang Zhong’s eyes narrowed, and without another word, he turned to Jiang Weiwei, "Weiwei, I’m going to handle something. Wait here for me!"

"Okay!" Jiang Weiwei nodded.

Seeing Tang Zhong’s demeanor, Zhao Chuanxiong scoffed, "Thought he was tough. Knowing I’m Zhao Chuanxiong, he still shuts up. Trash!"

"Right, Young Master Zhao!" the female model flattered from beside him.

"Let’s go, to the dance!" Zhao Chuanxiong snapped up the female model and walked forward.

The pair went ahead, excited.

Suddenly, there was a thudding sound.

Zhao Chuanxiong looked back and saw someone standing beside his Porsche, continuously pummeling his beloved car with his fists.

That person was Tang Zhong, who had gone up to the Porsche and immediately let his Blast Fist fly. For him, shattering the car with a punch was not an issue.

After a few punches, the entire Porsche was crushed, cloaked in dust and smoke.

"What... what are you doing?" Zhao Chuanxiong was instantly enraged.

Seeing his car wrecked, he became apoplectic and yelled at Tang Zhong, pointing incessantly, "You’re finished, I guarantee you’re dead!"

"Oh!" Tang Zhong nodded, and in the next second, his fist blasted out, aimed straight at Zhao Chuanxiong’s face.

In that instant, Zhao Chuanxiong’s face twisted from the blow, spinning like a top in mid-air for several rotations before crashing to the ground.

The female model rushed over to help Zhao Chuanxiong, "Young Master Zhao... are you... are you alright?"

Zhao Chuanxiong, who had once had good looks, was now beyond ugly, his face swollen, tinged with bruised blue.

At that moment, Zhao Chuanxiong, who’d been reduced to tears by a punch, pointed at Tang Zhong and shouted, "You... you dared to hit me!"

"So what if I hit you? If I could turn back time, I really would punch you to death!" Tang Zhong said with a laugh.

He was giving the man a taste of his own medicine.

On any other day, Tang Zhong might have killed, but this was his first outing with Jiang Weiwei, and he did not want to draw blood.

Having said that, he promptly took the stunned Jiang Weiwei by the hand, "Let’s go, to the dance!"

"Oh!" Jiang Weiwei nodded again.

The two then simply left.

As Tang Zhong walked away into the distance, Zhao Chuanxiong, still on the ground, began to curse, "Damn you... you’re the one seeking death, just you wait, I will have your head!"

"Young Master Zhao, what do we do now?" the female model beside him asked.

"Of course, I’ll call my brother. I won’t let this beating slide. I’ll make sure that man’s family is ruined!" Zhao Chuanxiong bellowed, then dialed a number, "Hey, Brother, I’ve been beaten... come save me!"