Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

As soon as she stepped out of the city management bureau, she saw Ying Yuchuan standing by the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

He wore a dark gray custom-made suit that accentuated his good physique, exuding a commanding and composed aura of a leader. His figure was strong and tall like a pine tree, and there was a slight displeasure on his handsome face.

The soft, leisurely sunlight of late afternoon slanted across his shoulders, as if coating his extraordinary appearance with a layer of noble, mysterious, and enigmatic color.

He was very eye-catching just by standing there.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around, who was facing away from the doorway, and saw her standing there looking at him. He remained silent, his gaze fixed on her.

Lu Luozhi scratched her face sheepishly.

It turned out that he had paid the fine for her.

She said she didn't know many ants here, so how could someone suddenly appear out of nowhere to pay her fine?

She slowly descended the three steps, then greeted him with a bright smile.

"Hey, Ying Yuchuan, you're back from your business trip! When did you get back? Didn't you say you'd arrive in the evening? It's not even evening yet."

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, but I wonder if her smile is big enough.

"You should have told me sooner. If you had, I would have picked you up from the airport."

"Thank you so much for paying my fine. I, Lu Luozhi, will never forget your kindness."

As she spoke, she bowed and scraped, mimicking the manner of ancient eunuchs, saying, "Thank you, boss! Long live the boss!"

"..."

Ying Yuchuan seemed not to have expected her personality to be so unconventional; in fact, it could be said that he had never encountered a girl with such a personality in his life.

He closed his eyes patiently for a moment, then opened them again.

"Let's go home first. Old Xu is waiting for us outside."

His tone was relatively calm as he strode out of the urban management bureau's courtyard.

To the right of the Urban Management Bureau's courtyard is a parking lot, where the confiscated stalls were placed. Lu Luozhi spotted her beloved little tricycle parked there at a glance.

That mountain of delicious grilled sausages is still there.

The more Lu Luozhi looked at it, the more her heart bled.

Money, her money.

No, she's already paid the fine; she has to get some of it back to make herself feel good about it.

His cunning eyes darted left and right.

She realized that not many people were watching them.

Make a tough decision.

She rushed to her sausage stand, grabbed a handful of sausages from the grill, and coated them with sauce.

He quickly ran back.

Ying Yuchuan watched her every move, his disapproving brows furrowing even more deeply.

"Hurry up, hurry up, lest they find us."

Lu Luozhi grabbed a large handful of sausages in one hand and pulled his wrist with the other, quickly running outside.

Ying Yuchuan staggered a few steps as she pulled him.

In a flash, he arrived at the Maybach parked outside, opened the back door, and nimbly climbed inside.

Arrived safely.

After closing the car door, Lu Luozhi felt a little more at ease.

"Hey, Lao Xu, have some grilled sausage."

She gave a grilled sausage to Old Xu in the driver's seat.

Old Xu stared blankly at the sausage covered in sauce that was being offered to him.

"Eat up, don't be shy."

Deer branches kept being stuffed into his palm.

Then she asked Ying Yuchuan, who was standing next to her.

"Do you...do you want to eat?"

She carefully handed him one.

Her eyes became a little timid. "It's delicious."

Anyone would feel guilty in that situation.

She not only crashed into his luxury car, but also demanded that he pay the fine for her and pick her up from school.

Ying Yuchuan looked at the grilled sausage, his brows furrowed like three carved mountain peaks.

Just as he was about to refuse, she held the sausage closer to him, and with that movement, a drop of the greasy sauce on the sausage unexpectedly dripped onto his right thigh.

The drop of sauce instantly soaked through the fabric of his suit trousers, forming a small oil stain.

Ying Yuchuan and Lu Luozhi both witnessed the entire process.

"..."

The air inside the carriage became deathly still in an instant.

Lu Luozhi stared at the drop of oil and gasped sharply.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Ying Yuchuan in alarm.

He...she...

His brows were furrowed, and his expression was slightly somber.

Lu Luozhi had even planned out how she would die.

Not only did he hit his car, but he also demanded that the other driver pay his fine. Now, he has another charge: he spilled sauce on the driver's obviously expensive suit pants.

Feeling a chill run down her spine, she quickly lowered her head and apologized loudly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."