Being hugged by a charming foreign woman should be a pleasant sensation, but at this moment, Su Tao only felt sour in his heart. He could only help Lisa to this point.

"This is my name card. I won't stay long in Russia, but you can find me if you're willing to work in China." Su Tao sighed as he continued, "I will provide you with a decent salary that can allow you to take care of your mother and siblings."

Looking at the Chinese on the name card, Lisa nodded her head. "I will consider it seriously!"

As for Jiang Qinghan, she secretly left some money on the table before she left with Su Tao.

The first to discover the money was the little brother and he yelled out, "Elder Sister, they seem to have left something behind."

Taking the money in her hand, Lisa shook her head and smiled. "They placed it here on purpose. You have to remember the two of them; they're angels sent by God himself."

Nodding his head thoughtfully, the little brother replied, "I will remember that big brother. He was dashing when he treated mother!"

Not long after Su Tao and Jiang Qinghan left the building, several vehicles arrived and everyone in the building could hear the commotion. When some of the residents stuck their heads out from curiosity, they instantly shut their mouths upon seeing a bunch of bald men. They quickly shut their windows and curtains.

The leader was a bald man with a height of 6'2" and a robust structure. Blowing a whistle, everyone else got out of the vehicles and laughed, pushing each other while heading up the building.

But just when they were about to go up the stairs, a youth in black tight-fitted clothes walked down. He was blessed with handsome facial features, short hair, and a lightning-shaped scar by the corner of his eye. With stubbles beneath his lips, his lips formed a faint smile.

"Don't block the way!" The leading bald stretched his hand to push the youth, but to his surprise, he failed.

As the youth raised his leg and lashed out, the bald man felt as if he was struck by a cannon. His face twisted from the pain with his eyeballs so protruded that they nearly fell out.

Taking advantage of the robust man grabbing his abdomen, the youth grabbed onto the former's neck and threw out a jab on that bald head.

Once again, the robust man yelled out in pain. At the same time, those behind him also recovered from the shock and swiftly drew out their weapons. All of them wielded thirty-centimeter steel pipes that were curved at the tip.

However, all the youth did was push and sent the 6'2" man flying, who then smashed against those behind him like how a bowling ball hit the pins.

For a moment, all the bald men were caught by surprise as they yelled out.

But that wasn't all, the youth charged forth, brandishing his fists at lightning speed and accurately struck chin after chin.

In just barely two minutes, the ferocious crowd had completely collapsed on the ground.

Turning around, the youth lifted the leading bald man by the collar and said in a grim voice, "Tell your boss not to harass the lady staying here. Otherwise, I will make mincemeat out of him!"

The bald man instantly knew that he's not the opponent of this youth so he immediately nodded his head. "I understand. We won't do it anymore!"

This bunch of bald men was sent over by Sergei to take revenge against Lisa. All of them initially thought that they're just going to a commoner district to capture a fragile girl without any backing, but they never expected that the lady would be accompanied by such a monster.

"Get lost!"

The moment the youth spoke out, the thugs all felt pardoned and immediately fled.

After all of them disappeared, the Russian youth came to a remote corner and found a modified sports car before he made a call.

"Mr. Lin, I'm here to report on the target's situation today. Today, he went to a nightclub in Sukharevskaya Street and caused trouble with a Chinese woman." The Russian youth's command of language was surprisingly smooth.

"Oh? That's a famous red-light district. If he's going there to seek fun, why would he bring a woman along? What a strange fellow." The one talking through the phone was a man in his sixties with a glass in his hand that contained amber wine. As the ice within gently bumped against the glass, crisp and clear clings resounded.

"They're trying to find clues about Yan Sun in that nightclub, which they got into a fight with the boss there." The Russian youth reported.

"I see! That makes that brat even weirder. Why is he not hugging a woman to sleep in Moscow but searching for a missing man? How unfathomable…" Mr. Lin took a sip of the wine, which he couldn't help praising when the alcohol hit the back of his throat.

"Furthermore, he even saved a dance girl!" The Russian youth knew that Mr. Lin was fond of slowly listening to stories, so he did not finish his report immediately.

"Dance girl?" Mr. Lin frowned as he continued, "Now, this is right."

"I've investigated that dance girl. Her family circumstance is poor, and she was forced to work in a nightclub. A businessman took a fancy to her and wanted to violate her, but the target saved her. Just a moment ago, he even treated the dance girl's mother, who had been paralysed for over a decade." The Russian youth added.

As Mr. Lin's brows loosened up, he smiled. "What an interesting fellow. Continue to keep an eye on him, but remember not to give out your own identity."

After hanging the call, Mr. Lin sat on the couch, looking at his daughter, Michelle, who was eating grapes as he asked in a concerned tone, "Vera is still unwilling to eat?"

Nodding her head, Michelle sourly replied, "Can't help it. If someone stopped me from meeting with my lover, I would also try all sorts of means to take revenge."

"You wouldn't! You would only eat and turn yourself into a fatty to threaten me." Mr. Lin smiled as he shook his head.

Growing a little irritated, Michelle snapped, "That Ormond is like stubborn dung. He wouldn't listen to me no matter how much I tried."

Shrugging his shoulders, Mr. Lin helplessly replied, "He's truly a cold fellow. But isn't that the reason why you married him back then?"

"That's because I was ignorant!" Michelle locked her brows together in annoyance as she continued, "Now that I've grown older, I know that women should look for a caring man. At the very least, they shouldn't live their lives facing a piece of steel every day."

All along, Mr. Lin was helpless against his daughter. As for his granddaughter, he was also very concerned about her.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Lin said, "I still have to observe that brat a little longer. After all, your marriage back then was simply a mess because of your temper which resulted in your current regret. With an example, I have to act with more caution now. If that brat is truly great, then I will look for Ormond to have a chat with him. I believe that he will give me some face."

Looking at Mr. Lin with a sweet smile, Michelle replied, "Vera will be happy when she hears about this!"

Furrowing his eyebrows together, Mr. Lin sternly said, "You can't tell her about this for the time being. After all, I've still not decided if that brat will be my grandson-in-law."

However, Michelle knew that for her father to say such words must mean that he had a pretty good impression about Su Tao.

Her father must have felt admiration for Su Tao from how the latter saved the dance girl, Lisa.

After listening to her father reminiscing about the past, it turned out that a dance girl helped him when he was at his lowest when he came to Russia to seek success.

But it was a pity that the dance girl had already passed away due to an illness when he became successful.

It was already 1 a.m. when Su Tao returned to the hotel. The moment he and Jiang Qinghan stepped out of the elevator, Yue Zun's assistant immediately rushed over and said with an unhappy tone, "Mr. Su, you're finally back. An emergency occurred, the core official is feeling unwell, and Professor Yue wishes to have you take a look at him."

Seeing that it's an emergency, Su Tao nodded his head at Jiang Qinghan, which the latter returned to her own room.

Along the way, Yue Zun's assistant incessantly grumbled, saying how he had been waiting outside and how the calls couldn't get through.

Su Tao could only bitterly smile since his phone ran out of battery half an hour ago. Putting it in a nutshell, that core official must have started feeling unwell half an hour ago, and yet, this assistant spoke as if he had waited for a century.

Then again, he knew that the assistant was holding doubts about his ability. He's only in his twenties, and he has already obtained the National Healer status. This was something unreachable for most, so it was unavoidable for them to feel jealous and think that Su Tao relied on his backing to obtain the position.

The core official's room was located at the highest floor of this hotel, in which the entire floor had been sealed off with several personnel conversing amongst themselves. Judging from their expressions, the situation should be pretty dire. After all, if anything happened to the core official, not only would it affect the diplomatic interaction, but it might even cause a conflict.

Two robust bodyguards turned to look at Su Tao with grave expressions before they pointed at his medical box. Su Tao knew that they're just doing their work, so he opened his medical box and allowed them to search. At this moment, Yue Zun walked out. When he saw that Su Tao was still being searched by the bodyguards, he grumbled, "Little Su, I've finally waited for you. You're a National Healer Specialist, so why do you need to be checked?"

After that, he rolled his eyes at the bodyguards before he pulled Su Tao into the room.

The two bodyguards helplessly looked at each other since they would've never expected that Su Tao would be a National Healer at such a young age.

Every National Healer was selected through a strict process, and their backgrounds were clean, similar to the bodyguards. But every year, the bodyguards were changed and eliminated, while the National Healer sits firmly in their position. Take an experienced National healer like Yue Zun, as an example. His status was far higher than bodyguards like them.

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