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More than an hour later, Lu Yao hadn't moved at all, but she was so tired that she couldn't lift a single finger.

In the end, Fu Ciyan still carried me and washed me again.

After being carried back to the room, Fu Ciyan naturally lay down beside her, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and even massaged her waist with his large hand.

"Although it's still a passing grade, the data is significantly better than the previous two days, proving that this method is effective." As he finished speaking, Fu Ciyan kissed her shoulder. "Let's continue tomorrow."

Lu Yao shuddered, turned to look at the man, and said, "I just thought of a plan too. How about you cooperate with me tomorrow?"

Fu Ciyan looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds: "Okay, if it doesn't work, we'll switch to another one."

"..."

That scoundrel, he never suffers a loss.

She needs to think about it carefully tomorrow, and also learn how to tie things up securely.

The next morning, when Lu Yao woke up, Fu Ciyan was not in bed as usual. She didn't need to go out today, but she needed to write a script.

As she got out of bed, she felt a slight discomfort in her thigh, which made Lu Yao frown and look at it. She then realized that the redness left from last night had not yet faded, which explained the pain.

Cursing the bastard in her mind, Lu Yao found the first-aid kit and applied some anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving ointment to her face.

When Fu Ciyan returned from his run, he saw the little girl sitting on the sofa, looking at him with accusatory eyes.

"What's wrong? Who upset you this morning?"

"You!" Lu Yao pointed to her leg. "Look at what you did yesterday!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Ciyan's expression turned serious. He leaned closer to take a look, his brows furrowing slightly: "You've applied medicine?"

"Otherwise what!" Lu Yao said, pulling her leg back and still looking at him accusingly, waiting for Fu Ciyan to apologize to her.

Fu Ciyan straightened up and looked down at her: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so delicate."

"..." Lu Yao's face flushed red instantly. She scrambled to her feet and stood on the sofa, finally taller than Fu Ciyan. Hands on her hips, she said, "Who are you calling delicate? Why don't you say you're the one who's too rude?"

A hint of a smile appeared in Fu Ciyan's eyes: "Then what should we do? You find it tiring to use your hands, and now that we don't have to do anything, you're so delicate that you've gotten a sore skin. What do you suggest we do?"

"So, you're on my side tonight!" Lu Yao once again seized the opportunity to state her purpose.

Fu Ciyan nodded and said cooperatively, "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements tonight."

After saying that, Fu Ciyan went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lu Yao watched his retreating figure and muttered softly, "That's more like it."

After breakfast, Lu Yao noticed that Fu Ciyan was dressed casually today, instead of changing into formal attire as usual.

"Aren't you going to the military headquarters today?" She looked at him with some surprise.

"Okay, time to rest." Fu Ciyan picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. "Are you busy today? If not, why don't you go check out the hovercar?"

Lu Yao was slightly taken aback, not expecting him to still remember the hovercar. Thinking that it wouldn't matter if the script was written later, she nodded and said, "Okay."

After quickly packing up, the two drove to the largest hovercar dealership in the city center.

The exhibition hall is bright and airy, with various streamlined hovercrafts sitting on the smooth floor, exuding a strong sense of technology.

The sales assistant greeted us warmly and explained the specifications and performance of the latest model in detail.

Lu Yao is not very data-driven; she focuses more on design and intelligent experiences.

She excitedly sat in the cockpit of a silver-blue concept car, enjoying the surround light screen and adaptive seats. Fu Ciyan stood outside the car, patiently listening to the salesperson's explanation. Suddenly, his terminal beeped. Fu Ciyan glanced down at it, bent down and said to Lu Yao, "You choose first, I'll take this call and come back to you in a bit."

Lu Yao waved her hand dismissively, "Go ahead, no rush, I want to take a look around some more."

Fu Ciyan responded and then instructed the sales assistant to take care of Lu Yao before hurriedly leaving.

After Fu Ciyan left, the sales assistant became even more attentive and began introducing other car models to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao stepped out of the concept car, listening intently while her gaze lingered on the beautifully designed, glossy cars in the showroom.

She actually liked the silver-blue concept car quite a bit, but she always felt that something was missing.

Just as she walked up to a matte black sporty hovercar and reached out to touch the cold, hard material, an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind her.

"Do you like this type of hovercraft?"

Lu Yao turned around upon hearing the voice and was slightly taken aback when she saw the other person.

The man was quite handsome, with refined features and a gentle, scholarly air about him. He wore a well-tailored light gray casual suit and exuded a clean and elegant demeanor.

She had seen this person before; he was mentioned in the cultural introduction at Xingwen Entertainment Hall.

He was Zhou Jinlu, whom Fu Ciyan had mentioned to her.

"Mr. Zhou, what a coincidence, you're here to look at cars too?" Lu Yao took a half step back, deliberately creating distance between herself and him. In fact, she had seen him before when she accompanied Fu Ciyan to a banquet, but they hadn't spoken then.

Moreover, she always remembered that Fu Ciyan said he had severe misogyny and was allergic to women's touch.

Although she didn't understand why the other person had taken the initiative to talk to her, she didn't want to cause trouble.

At this moment, she desperately hoped that Fu Ciyan could come back soon.

Zhou Jinlu seemed oblivious to her subtle actions.

He was very pleased that Lu Yao knew his identity.

Zhou Jinlu paused appropriately and spoke gently, "I just came to take a look around. Did you come alone?"

"No, I'm with my husband." Lu Yao answered quickly and clearly, while her gaze returned to the direction Fu Ciyan had left, her eyes revealing a hint of anticipation.

Zhou Jinlu followed her gaze, nodded knowingly, and his smile remained gentle: "So you're with General Fu. Did you choose this model?"

"Still looking." Lu Yao answered cautiously, her gaze returning to the matte black car body. She didn't want to reveal too much of her preference, nor did she want to discuss the details of choosing a car with Zhou Jinlu.

Zhou Jinlu didn't seem to care about her brief answer. He slowly stepped forward, stopped beside her, and maintained a just-right distance: "'Night Owl' is indeed excellent, but the car is bulky and not suitable for women's aesthetics. Few ladies would choose it."

Lu Yao was surprised that Zhou Jinlu knew quite a bit about hovercars.

"If Miss Lu doesn't mind, I can recommend one for you." He raised his hand and pointed to the other side of the exhibition hall.

There was a streamlined, pearl-white hovercar parked there. It was slightly smaller than the "Night Owl" and had soft, elegant lines. Under the lights, it shone with a warm luster, like a meticulously crafted work of art.

"That 'Moonlight' is a newly launched hovercar targeting women this year," Zhou Jinlu said calmly. "Not only is the exterior beautiful, but the interior is also more comfortable."

Lu Yao looked in the direction he was pointing, and her eyes lit up instantly.