"Qiangwei!"

Fan Jie had changed into regular clothes and found Wu Qiangwei on the outer edge of the crowd.

He jogged over, and upon seeing Song Guanchao, his smile instantly froze.

"Who is this..."

"Song Guanchao."

Song Guanchao smiled and extended a hand, exuding both elegance and ease.

Fan Jie shook his hand and then looked at Wu Qiangwei.

He had invited Wu Qiangwei here to spend some time alone and nurture their relationship.

But this guy tagged along.

How was he supposed to enjoy a romantic moment now?

"Mr. Fan, right?"

Song Guanchao smiled and said, "I heard you dated a girlfriend in college?"

Fan Jie's smile stiffened, thinking this guy was here to cause trouble.

But with Wu Qiangwei present, he couldn't lose his temper.

Moreover, he couldn't avoid talking about emotional matters without leaving a bad impression on Wu Qiangwei.

He nodded reluctantly, "I did."

Song Guanchao continued, "And you and your girlfriend didn't end up together?"

"Haha, no."

"Oh, why is that?"

"Matters of the heart, who can really explain them?"

"Is that so? I thought it was because you cheated, got another woman pregnant, and your girlfriend found out, so you broke up."

"..." He was certain now, Song Guanchao was here to cause trouble.

This guy had somehow thoroughly investigated his past.

No way he could admit to something like that!

"Mr. Song, you really know how to joke."

"Haha." Song Guanchao didn't press the issue.

His lack of admission was more effective than admitting it.

Showing Wu Qiangwei what a hypocritical man this was.

Bold enough to do it, not bold enough to admit it.

"Qiangwei, let's go for a walk over there."

Wu Qiangwei nodded and followed him towards the distant lawn.

The lawn was full of tents that could be rented for the night, along with BBQ grills and fishing rods.

Because of Song Guanchao's presence, Fan Jie found it hard to say much.

Song Guanchao neither revealed more of his past nor showed any intention of leaving.

Fan Jie thought this wouldn't do, so he said directly, "Mr. Song, I haven't seen Qiangwei for a long time. Could you give us some private space?"

Song Guanchao asked, "You're college classmates, right?"

"Yes."

"Are there topics you can't discuss around others? She's not your girlfriend anyway."

"..."

Damn it!

This bastard!

Fan Jie maintained his smile, "Mr. Song, you might not know, but I do have some feelings for Qiangwei. I asked her out tonight to discuss some personal matters."

Song Guanchao shrugged, "Sorry, I can't step aside. I specifically came to protect her. If you have a problem, too bad."

Fan Jie was practically grinding his molars to dust; this guy really wasn't giving him any face.

He looked at Wu Qiangwei, but she showed no reaction.

Just then, urgent shouts arose from the distance.

It was like a wave, rolling in from afar and quickly approaching.

They looked towards the direction of the sound, seeing flames rising sky high, particularly striking in the night.

At the same time, the shouting voices reached their ears.

"Fire, run quickly!"

Visitors were frantically fleeing from the fire.

Fan Jie froze, grabbing Wu Qiangwei's wrist, "Qiangwei, let's go!"

Wu Qiangwei shook him off, frowning, "Don't touch me."

"I got too excited, I'm worried about you getting hurt."

"You blind? Hundreds of meters away, where can it burn from?"

Song Guanchao didn't hold back his scolding.

"You..."

"Alright, stay out of the way, we need to handle this. Don't be an eyesore here."

Song Guanchao waved dismissively, like swatting away a fly.

Not giving him a chance to speak, the two of them quickly headed towards the fire.

Looking at the fire in the distance, Fan Jie was unwilling to leave.

Perhaps this could be an opportunity to shine.

The two of them quickly arrived at the fire scene, seeing that a row of tents had caught fire.

The wind was strong, causing the fire to spread further.

Wu Qiangwei took off her mask, ready to reveal her identity to the approaching security guards, but Song Guanchao grabbed her wrist.

"Don't reveal your identity."

"Accidents like this happen; if there are casualties and you're on scene, you'll be held accountable."

"I'll do it!"

Song Guanchao placed her removed mask back on.

He then stepped forward and shouted loudly, "I am Song Guanchao, the district chief of Tongchi District. Everyone follow my command!"

The security guards looked bewildered.

Tongchi District?

Was there a Tongchi District in the Provincial City?

But upon hearing he was a district chief, they didn't overthink it.

Just as Song Guanchao was about to organize a firefighting plan, Wen Ru arrived with several police officers.

"Political Commissioner Wen."

Song Guanchao nodded at her and said, "It's unclear how the fire started here."

Wen Ru asked, "What's your plan?"

She had seen Song Guanchao step forward earlier.

Since he stepped up, it meant he must have a plan.

Song Guanchao said, "First, assign people to dig a trench around here to prevent the fire from spreading."

"Second, get people to bring fire extinguishers to fight the fire, organize people to fetch water from the river to douse the flames, and contact the fire department."

"Third, keep the crowd away from the fire."

Controlling the fire and extinguishing it in the correct order is essential.

As long as the fire can be contained, even if it can't be put out immediately, further damage will be prevented.

At the same time, the people must be kept at a distance.

At the onset of the fire, everyone was running.

But now they had gathered to watch.

"Old Song."

Suddenly, several people approached from the crowd.

Seeing Cheng Xiang, Chen Yirou, and another person, Song Guanchao was taken aback, "You're here too?"

"Yes, we came to listen to music." Chen Yirou asked, "Is there anything we can help with?"

"Help with digging the fire trench."

Song Guanchao briefly explained and said, "I'll go over there and take a look."

He moved close to the fire to observe.

The fire itself wasn't terrifying; he feared there might be people inside those tents!

If there were casualties, the incident would escalate significantly.

Wen Ru obviously understood this too, following closely behind Song Guanchao.

The security guards and police went to fetch shovels and extinguishers.

While Song Guanchao was inspecting, Fan Jie approached Wu Qiangwei and said seriously, "Let's hope no one is inside."

Wu Qiangwei frowned at him.

Fan Jie added, "If there were people, I'd definitely save them!"

This time, Wu Qiangwei didn't even want to look at him.

These are tents, not buildings.

You could escape the moment it caught fire.

The chances of someone being inside were nearly zero.

This guy knew there couldn't be anyone inside, yet said this to appear courageous and unyielding.

"Let me in, my daughter is inside!"

A heart-wrenching scream drew everyone's attention.

A young woman tried to rush in but was stopped by security.

Listening to her, the police present, and Wu Qiangwei and others, felt a lurch in their hearts.

In such circumstances, the chance of someone being inside was nearly zero.

But it so happened, there was someone!

Fan Jie's face twitched; he had just claimed he'd go in if there was someone, and now there really was.

But looking at the raging fire before him, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, lacking the courage to rush in for a rescue.

Song Guanchao heard as well and immediately supported the young mother with weak knees, "Which tent is your daughter in?"

The young mother, eyes reddened, pointed to a tent surrounded by flames, yet untouched.

The fire's rapid spread was mainly because these tents were too close together, forming a wall of fire.

"Don't worry, I'll get your daughter out."

Song Guanchao reassured the young mother, gripping a bucket of water riveted by a security member from the river, dumping it over his head.

Once completely soaked, while being watched by tens of thousands of spectators, without hesitation, he charged into the burning tent.

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