It's just The Sims, how did it become my ideal love story?

Chapter 220 Want a Reward? (First Update!)

If you were to ask Cai Yan what she was looking forward to today's driving practice with Gu Huai, her outfit today would be the best proof.

After all, a woman's words can lie, her expressions can lie, and her eyes can lie, but the outfit and makeup she puts on for a date won't lie.

Of course, there's nothing I expect from Gu Huai.

After all, what special expectations could one have for this guy? It would be a blessing if he didn't annoy himself a few times. He's not some handsome guy, nor is he some noble young master who can make everyone else pale in comparison and shine like a star the moment he appears.

But when the winter sun shines on his dark hair and his upright shoulders...

It seems she underestimated something.

Even my own eyes are deceiving me, otherwise why would I have such a thought?

Gu Huai could actually be called a 'handsome guy'.

Although some people have told me that Gu Huai is handsome and good-looking, it is common knowledge that in girls' mouths, these two words can basically be interpreted as: he is not ugly, but not particularly good-looking either. They can only say this out of politeness, but they can't go too far in praising him against their conscience.

Now Cai Yan must be honest.

He is indeed good-looking.

On such a day, when the warm, golden sunlight falls, it is just as dazzling as the sunlight itself.

Gu Huai did not notice the strange look in the other person's eyes.

The trip wasn't rushed; I even took the time to search for Lu Yuqing's Douyin (TikTok) videos on the way.

Her video style has changed slightly, with more polished videos flooding her Douyin account, and her follower count has increased significantly, approaching 500,000.

This couldn't possibly be an improvement achieved in just a few days; there's only one possibility. It's because I changed my style slightly, improved my shooting skills, and created content tailored specifically for her, which altered reality.

However, when they opened WeChat, there was still no new content in their conversation.

Searching her name online doesn't yield any significant results, suggesting that her dream of becoming a star hasn't come true.

Still not enough?

Thinking about these things, I arrived at my destination.

Then, next to that familiar car, I saw Cai Yan dressed in casual clothes.

Of course, whether it's considered casual wear depends on who's wearing it. On Cai Yan, this outfit is clearly over the line.

Black stockings, a bodycon skirt, and a little black dress with a bow. Where did this Korean princess come from?

The momentary look of amazement in Cai Yan's eyes quickly faded as she saw Gu Huai approaching.

"They're taking way too long to get here."

Gu Huai said helplessly, "Is this slow? I didn't even take the bus for you, I took a taxi. Can I get the receipt reimbursed?"

Do you think taxi fares taken outside of working hours can be reimbursed?

Cai Yan looked at him with amusement.

Gu Huai immediately became dejected. "Sigh, I wish I had a car too. Why don't you skip getting your driver's license, Team Leader Cai, and I'll be your driver?"

Cai Yan glanced at Gu Huai, "As long as you can guarantee that you can get up on time to pick me up every weekday, and you can take me wherever I want to go during that time, and you can be available whenever I call on your days off, it's not impossible for you to be my driver."

Gu Huai immediately looked at Cai Yan with a righteous expression, "That's too impolite. I'm not that kind of presumptuous person."

"Tsk."

How did she manage to use those little interjections? They're a bit annoying, but the anger disappears as soon as I see her face.

That's really foul.

"Alright, enough talk, get in the car."

"Go to driving school? Or practice here?"

Gu Huai watched as the other person sat in the driver's seat before moving to the passenger seat.

Feeling a little uneasy, I wondered whether I should wear my seatbelt or not. Not wearing it wasn't safe enough; what if Cai Yan suddenly braked at 120 mph? Wouldn't I smash through the windshield and fly a hundred meters at a speed that would break human records?

But if you tie it on, won't you miss the best time to escape? It's a kind of suicidal beauty—knowing there's danger, yet putting yourself in shackles.

"Don't worry, I won't drive very fast. I've already passed the second part of the driving test and am now preparing for the third part. I know the basic techniques; I'm just getting familiar with the road conditions and details."

Cai Yan could tell at a glance what the timid man next to her was thinking.

"Click."

Gu Huai then fastened his seatbelt with peace of mind.

Okay, actually I'm not that reassured. I have to keep my hand on the seatbelt buckle, like a switch on a parachute, a big red button if something goes wrong.

"Why not just practice at a driving school in your own car? Isn't that a bit too expensive?"

Gu Huai inquired tactfully.

Cai Yan was already immersed in the atmosphere of the mock exam, methodically starting each step, such as adjusting the seat and the rearview mirrors. Had they already completed the first step of checking the car's condition by the time it was her turn?
Hearing Gu Huai's words, she answered while doing her own thing.

"I don't want to practice at the driving school anymore. There are too many people practicing, and after a few laps, I have to wait until the afternoon for the next practice session. I also have to queue up early. Besides, the car smells really bad and it's uncomfortable."

That's true.

Gu Huai recalled that it was summer when he took his driving test. That shabby driving school wouldn't allow the air conditioning in the cars, and they didn't allow you to open the windows freely. Driving felt like the engine was an oven, and the car was like a sauna. Not to mention all sorts of strange smells, and who knows which inconsiderate person left their iced tea bottle unattended after finishing it.

"You're quite pretentious."

"Ok?"

"Ah, what I mean is that you're quite capable."

"What strength?"

"It's about financial resources. You practice driving with your own car. But what if you're not used to using the driving school's cars during the exam?"

"It's okay, with my intelligence, it won't be a problem." "How many times did you take your driving test (Part 2)?"

"three times."

Although he spoke calmly and his expression was normal, Gu Huai could clearly see that the other person's ears had turned red.

It's interesting that some people's noses grow longer when they lie, while others' ears turn red when they lie.

Gu Huai sneered, "I passed it on the first try, so what kind of intelligence do you think I have?"

"You're lucky!"

Cai Yan gritted her teeth.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing Gu Huai's unrestrained laughter, Cai Yan really wanted to step on the gas and drive at 200 miles per hour to test his luck.

Gu Huai, realizing the atmosphere was getting a bit awkward after laughing for a while, quickly stopped. "Ahem, come on, drive slowly. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. I'll also remind you of some small details. It's just that I took my driving test a bit early, so I might not remember it very clearly."

"Ok, I know."

We can finally get back on the road normally.

Things were alright during that time.

Cai Yan wasn't as inept as she thought, nor was she flustered. She was quite normal and calm, so calm that she didn't seem like a typical female driver.

Of course, she also had her share of overly cautious moments due to a lack of understanding, such as how to make sure she doesn't cross the line, or what to do when other cars suddenly appear in unexpected situations that contradict the test requirements.

Gu Huai answered these questions one by one.

As the process progressed, Gu Huai finally released the large red button that might have saved him.

This 'pleasant' driving practice session didn't end until noon.

When the car stopped, the vague worry and tension finally disappeared. Gu Huai breathed a sigh of relief and almost had a craving for a cigarette to celebrate that he had survived.

But then I remembered Carlos taking that satisfying drag of his cigarette in the car in Resident Evil, which seems a bit ominous. Hmm, quitting smoking is the right thing to do.

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you."

Cai Yan, who had just unbuckled her seatbelt and hadn't yet gotten out of the driver's seat, suddenly spoke.

Gu Huai sat up straight immediately. "Um... I'm not ready yet."

Cai Yan glanced at Gu Huai suspiciously. What wasn't ready yet? Wait a minute.

Her fair cheeks flushed pink under the midday sun, looking like they were adorned with rose gold.

What is this idiot thinking?

What if I turn around and find him already dressed in his wedding dress? It's a bit strange to see a tall guy over 1.8 meters wearing a wedding dress.

What are you thinking about?

Gu Huai coughed. "What were you trying to say earlier?"

"I'm asking you what you were thinking before!" Cai Yan glared with her big eyes, her familiar territory unfolding, and she even hoped that Gu Huai could be a worthy opponent to her liking.

"Sister Yan, I was wrong. Please give me a quick death."

Clearly, Gu Huai was not like that; he readily admitted defeat.

After all, the person in question was Cai Yan, so he didn't feel any guilt about backing down.

"Hmph." Cai Yan snorted coldly, then said calmly, "Minister Qian called me yesterday to inform me that there might be changes in my team."

"What changes can there be in the group? Are we going to form a Young Pioneers team?"

"Speak properly, stop making jokes all the time."

"Oh."

Ugh.

Some people really don't understand the abstract meaning of "bro" and genuinely treat "bro" like an idiot.

"Minister Qian didn't say much, probably because the company's senior management needs to meet on Monday to decide whether to approve it. But I thought about it, and our group doesn't have a deputy group leader."

Gu Huai actually knew a little bit.

The publicity department has five groups of varying sizes.

Besides Group Two, there are five other groups that do not have the position of deputy group leader. These positions are not vacant; they are genuinely not available.

However, groups one, three, and four all had this problem. There was no other reason than that those three groups took on more tasks and responsibilities. With limited personnel, they used job positions to motivate people.

Groups 2 and 5, which have a relatively relaxed schedule, don't have this problem. They don't have many people to begin with, and their tasks aren't heavy.

So Cai Yan meant this.
"Are you going to be demoted?"

"You think I won't punch you twice?"

"Can I use a foot instead? I don't mean anything by it, I just think it would be more satisfying to use that."

Cai Yan, her face slightly flushed, stared at Gu Huai's shameless face. "I think you're the one who wants a reward, aren't you?"

How could this person slander someone for no reason? He himself doesn't touch that stuff at all, not even as a prison guard or anything like that.
Gu Huai, of course, did not admit it; Cai Yan simply sighed softly.

"Be prepared. Although I don't want you to be disappointed because you have high expectations, it's highly likely that this will be your new position."

Gu Huai was stunned.

I?
Deputy team leader?
……

(End of this chapter)