Chapter 59: Teasing the Busty Policewoman

"Alright, I'll head back in a bit," Ling Tian replied, carefully omitting the fact that he was with Li Youran.

"Come on, get up. Don't keep the beauty waiting," Li Youran pouted coquettishly, a hint of reproach and complaint in her tone.

Ling Tian could tell from her voice that she was a bit upset. Of course, what woman would want her man to answer another woman's call in bed, especially right after an intimate moment? He hurried to pull Li Youran into his arms, saying, "Don't worry, I need to comfort the beauty before me first."

"Who needs your comfort? Go comfort your precious little sister! I'm a grown woman, I don't need to be consoled." Deep down, Li Youran was still a little bothered by the fact that Ling Tian was four years younger than her. Meeting Lin Youya, who was the same age as Ling Tian, inevitably made her a bit jealous.

"I have to comfort my big sister first!" Ling Tian laughed, pressing his lips to Li Youran's as he drew her once more beneath him...

It was two hours before Ling Tian finally left Li Youran's room. Today, he was heading to the police station—at last, a chance to see that voluptuous policewoman again. He hadn't stopped thinking about her these past days, but there had been no excuse to approach her. Sometimes he even considered deliberately getting into trouble just to be taken in, though he never acted on the thought.

Today, he was going with Lin Youya to check on the progress of a case, and at last, he had a legitimate reason to see the policewoman.

Lin Youya had been waiting for Ling Tian for a long time, and when he finally returned, she pouted in displeasure. She knew in her heart that he'd probably gone to see Li Youran. Now, she somewhat regretted having rejected Ling Tian so firmly in the beginning. If only she had been as open as Li Youran, perhaps she would already be with him. Now, she found herself caught in an awkward position—unwilling to be just one of his women, yet equally unable to let him go. All she could do was maintain this ambiguous relationship. Ling Tian, for his part, wasn’t pressuring her; what he wanted was her heart, for Lin Youya to willingly become his woman.

Once Ling Tian returned, he quickly soothed Lin Youya’s mood with his silver tongue. Shi Xiaocai and the others, seeing Ling Tian back, knew Lin Youya was safe with him, and happily went off to collect protection fees—the internet café among their targets.

Lin Youya, as usual, drove her red Porsche, taking Ling Tian to the Jiangdong precinct.

As soon as they entered, they spotted Wang Kun, the young officer they’d met before. Upon seeing Ling Tian, Wang Kun greeted him enthusiastically, "Ling Tian, you're here! Finally! You still owe me a meal, remember?"

Ling Tian grinned, "No problem, once we’re done here, let’s grab a bite. By the way, is the voluptuous policewoman here today?" He craned his neck to peer inside—the policewoman was one of his target wives, after all.

Lin Youya pinched Ling Tian’s arm hard when she heard that. This guy was incorrigible—already thinking about another woman right beside her. Shameless.

Wang Kun grew anxious and quickly clapped a hand over Ling Tian’s mouth. "Bro, be careful! Our captain hates anyone talking about her figure. If she hears you, you’ll be in real trouble."

Ling Tian seemed utterly unconcerned. "What’s wrong with speaking the truth? A gentleman admires a fair lady—everyone knows that. The allure of a woman lies in her curves, and what attracts me most about our captain is exactly that. I want her to be my woman."

Thunk!

Before Ling Tian could finish, something came hurtling toward his head. He ducked just in time; the object missed and shattered with a crash on the floor—a drinking mug, broken into pieces. If it had struck him, he’d have ended up with a nasty cut.

"Who’s trying to hurt me? This is a police station!" Ling Tian shouted, incredulous that someone would try to attack him in the station itself.

"Bro, just look!" Wang Kun gestured toward the office. The door had swung open, and there stood Han Bing, the stern-faced captain, glaring at Ling Tian, her anger palpable. Clearly, she’d heard every word, and the flying mug was her handiwork.

Ling Tian was momentarily stunned. She was even more beautiful than before, and her figure seemed even more striking.

The moment he blurted out "voluptuous policewoman," everyone was speechless. Was this man out of his mind? He just had to say it right to her face. There was no saving him now.

Wang Kun was dumbfounded—nothing could save Ling Tian now. Han Bing was furious.

Others in the precinct froze, curious to see what would happen when Han Bing lost her temper.

A small smile played at the corner of Lin Youya’s lips. Ling Tian was overdue for a beating, and now someone was finally going to give it to him. She wasn’t worried, knowing just how formidable Ling Tian was, and that even Han Bing would have to restrain herself in the police station.

"Say that again," Han Bing said, advancing step by step, her eyes cold enough to freeze Ling Tian where he stood. No one had ever dared speak to her like that. Did this man have a death wish?

"Voluptuous policewoman!" Ling Tian, ever reckless, repeated himself.

Everyone stared in disbelief—he really had no idea how fearsome Officer Han was. She was a rose with thorns, guaranteed to draw blood.

"I’ll kill you!" Han Bing’s icy demeanor dissolved into blazing fury. She strode up to Ling Tian and swung her fist.

Ling Tian dodged nimbly, all the while protesting, "Beautiful lady, you told me to say it again—I’m just following orders! I’m innocent!"

"Go to hell!" Han Bing missed and swung again, never having met someone so shameless. She was infuriated.

"Police aren’t supposed to assault people. This is the police station!" Ling Tian dodged and talked at the same time.

"I’m beating you today, and that’s that!" Han Bing couldn’t lay a finger on Ling Tian, but she didn’t stop. She was one of the best fighters in the precinct, but today she was being thoroughly outmaneuvered.

"Wang Kun, your captain is assaulting me! Stop her!" Ling Tian called out, unwilling to retaliate seriously against a woman, and turned to Wang Kun for help.

"Sorry, Ling Tian, none of us dare cross the captain," Wang Kun replied helplessly. Han Bing was notorious for her temper—plenty of men had been on the receiving end, especially those who commented on her figure or tried to woo her.

"Hey! Voluptuous little lady, don’t make me get rough! I know love is tough, but this is getting out of hand!"

Seeing that Han Bing had no intention of stopping, and that everyone else, including Lin Youya, was just watching the spectacle, Ling Tian realized he’d have to get past the captain before he could get anything done today.

"I’ll kick you to death!" Han Bing was even angrier now—what a scoundrel! To flirt with her, the captain of the crime squad, right here in the station—she ought to lock him up for twenty-four hours.

"I’m really going to fight back now!" Ling Tian announced, but instead of hitting her, he darted behind her and wrapped his arms around her, his hands inadvertently landing on her generous chest.

He couldn’t help but squeeze gently—so big, so soft! His thoughts wandered to how wonderful it would be to have her and Li Youran together, one gentle and the other fiery. His lips curled into a wicked grin.

"Let go of me, you scoundrel!" Han Bing was truly panic-stricken now. No one had ever taken such liberties with her before, especially with Ling Tian’s hands kneading her breasts. A strange, tingling sensation shot through her—unfamiliar, a little frightening, but not without a trace of longing.

She wanted to shout for him to stop, but with so many people present, she couldn’t bring herself to say it. If she did, she’d never be able to show her face here again.

"I’ll let go if you stop hitting me!" Ling Tian was loathe to release her. Han Bing’s cool fragrance, her fiery figure, and her icy aura made her irresistible. He was determined to have her, though this wasn’t the right time or place.

"Wang Kun! Arrest this scoundrel! He’s assaulting a police officer!" Han Bing, unable to break free and realizing Ling Tian had no intention of letting go, slapped the label of "assaulting an officer" on him. This was her turf—she couldn’t let him get away with this.

"Uh, Ling Tian... please let our captain go?" Wang Kun pleaded. He knew how skilled Ling Tian was—he’d taken down several armed thugs with ease, and now he had their captain in his arms. Wang Kun wasn’t about to try arresting him himself.

"You saw it, bro—it was your captain who started hitting me. I’m just defending myself. If I let go, she’ll start all over again." Ling Tian knew Han Bing was truly angry now, and that was a charge he couldn’t afford to face. But if he let go now, she wouldn’t let it go.

"Wang Kun, shoot him!" Han Bing barked.

"Captain, we can’t just shoot people!" Wang Kun protested, caught off guard by the order. Ling Tian wasn’t a criminal, nor was he really attacking Han Bing.

When Ling Tian heard Han Bing order her subordinate to open fire, he realized he’d pushed things too far. Of all the beauties in Jianghai, Han Bing was the hardest to win over; he’d have to take things slowly with her.

With that in mind, he suddenly released Han Bing and darted to Wang Kun's side in a flash, then said, "Officer, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have disrespected you. Please, just let me off this once!"

He chuckled inwardly. After all, he’d already gotten away with enough. For now, he’d better focus on helping Lin Youya resolve her issues and keep the peace with this voluptuous policewoman.