Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

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Zhen Shaoxiang turned on his phone.

Bei Weiwei: Husband, come home soon, I miss you (winking emoji)

Good guy!

Who could resist such seduction?

I need to try out a few more positions today.

"Alright, that's enough for today."

"..."

Jiang Xiaoguo hesitated, as if she felt they hadn't talked enough.

I don't know if they just wanted to chat or continue talking about work, but they just didn't want the conversation to end like this.

He had already walked forward.

She could only follow silently behind.

Zhen Shaoxiang takes long strides, while she takes short strides, so it takes her two steps to equal one.

I walked out of the park and came to the car.

“President Zhen, you don’t need to call a designated driver, I’ll drive.” Jiang Xiaoguo said.

"you?"

"Yes, I have a driver's license. I learned to drive that summer after graduating from high school."

Summer vacation after high school graduation?

It hasn't been open for years, has it?

Even if they do drive them, the number of times they do so over a year is very small.

Zhen Shaoxiang considered that calling a designated driver would require waiting, which was indeed troublesome.

There aren't many cars at night now.

"Okay, as long as you have a driver's license."

...

I got into the driver's seat.

Jiang Xiaoguo sighed first.

"I never thought I, Jiang Xiaoguo, would be able to drive a sports car in my lifetime, hahaha."

Zhen Shaoxiang: "..."

I don't know if it was because she felt she was very familiar with Zhen Shaoxiang, or because she was sitting in a sports car and her vanity got the better of her.

"Mr. Zhen, may I take a selfie?"

Fortunately, she didn't just start talking to herself and took the picture directly.

"Shoot."

She struck a pose, click click, and I took two pictures of herself.

Finally, he didn't forget to take a picture of Zhen Shaoxiang, who was driving the "470".

"Haha, so handsome!" she exclaimed, looking at the photo and comparing it to the real person.

"..."

"That's about enough, let's get going," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Oh oh."

When Jiang Xiaoguo saw the unfamiliar compass keypad, she was a little confused.

"Mr. Zhen, this car is amazing, I'm a little confused..."

Zhen Shaoxiang expressed his understanding.

Sports cars, especially manual transmission ones, are something most people don't encounter often.

After giving some pointers...

The car started.

"And then?" she asked.

"Release the clutch."

"Oh oh."

It was obvious that she was very nervous.

The car moved forward slowly, crawling along for a while.

Zhen Shaoxiang was starting to find it unbearable.

"Keep it up!"

"Yes, thank you for your encouragement, Mr. Zhen," she said happily.

My mother!

"I told you to step on the gas."

"..."

Jiang Xiaoguo felt ashamed.

I was so embarrassed I almost fainted.

"Oh okay, I know."

Second and third gear went relatively smoothly.

Anyone who can drive normally would marvel at the performance of a sports car. Jiang Xiaoguo, however, was extremely nervous the whole time, not daring to utter a single word, and was completely focused.

As the car sped up, Zhen Shaoxiang unconsciously touched the seatbelt inserted on his right side.

It was inserted very securely, which immediately put my mind at ease.

...

"See that person riding an electric bike who's blocking the motor vehicle lane ahead?" Zhen Shaoxiang said, pointing ahead.

"I see!"

"Crash it over!"

"Huh? Just because an electric bike is blocking the motor vehicle lane, you have to hit him?" Jiang Xiaoguo felt that Zhen Shaoxiang was being a bit unreasonable.

"Then do you have a better way, instead of following him?" Zhen Shaoxiang asked back.

“You can change lanes,” she replied quickly.

"Then why don't you change? How long have you been following me?"

"..."

She finally understood what it meant.

I couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.

"But cars keep coming from the lane next to it..."

Zhen Shaoxiang slumped back completely.

Perhaps that's just how female drivers are; they hesitate and fumble even when it's something that would take three to five seconds for the car behind to catch up, something that could be done in a second.

Jiang Xiaoguo: "..."

She naturally saw it all.

"Mr. Zhen, I'm sorry, we didn't drive much..."

"It's okay, drive slowly." Zhen Shaoxiang didn't want to rush her anymore.

...

What should have been a 45-hour drive was reduced to just one hour by her.

We arrived at a convenient hotel near Zhenyi Technology.

"Mr. Zhen, how about I take you home and then I'll take a taxi back to the hotel myself?" Jiang Xiaoguo was already feeling embarrassed.

"No need, it's so late now, it's not safe for a girl like you to take a taxi alone," Zhen Shaoxiang said calmly.

Wow!

Jiang Xiaoguo felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

Mr. Zhen is such a gentleman...