He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

Inside the train carriage during a downpour.

【Ding! 】

Tingting's sweet voice rang out.

Han Jun's favorability score increased by 10, currently at 70 points.

[Han Jun's favorability rating has reached a critical milestone. The system will soon randomly distribute a special reward to you.]

Yang Jiulang's heart tightened, filled with anticipation.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired ownership of Factory Building A-7 in the industrial zone at the foot of the mountain.]

[The property ownership documents have been legally generated. Please collect them from the Dongguan Real Estate Registration Center within three days.]

Yang Jiulang was stunned.

What the hell?

Factory building? Ownership?

The system is giving me a factory building?

"No, Tingting, are you sure you're not mistaken? What would I need a factory for?"

[Ding! Go check it out~ Maybe there will be a surprise.] Tingting replied.

Okay, I believe you won't lie to me.

silence......

Han Jun nestled gently in Yang Jiulang's arms, but dared not look up into his eyes.

She's 29 this year, married, has children, and suffered domestic violence from her husband for three years. She's long since stopped believing in love.

But today, in this train carriage trapped by the torrential rain, she actually developed feelings for a man several years younger than herself.

She felt extremely hot.

"Yang Jiulang~" Han Jun pressed his face against Yang Jiulang's firm chest: "Thank you!"

Yang Jiulang grinned: "You've got it backwards, Teacher Han. I should be thanking you."

Han Jun shook his head: "Thank you for not minding that I'm older!"

Yang Jiulang's mind flashed to Han Jun's ample breasts and firm buttocks, and he sincerely said, "What man doesn't like big ones?"

"No, don't all men like younger women..." Han Jun suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I meant age."

Yang Jiulang chuckled: "Teacher Han, as long as you don't mind that I'm young, I won't mind that you're old."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "I wasn't talking about age."

Han Jun closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and murmured with lingering fear, "My God, you're still so young?!"

Yang Jiulang felt very happy to be praised.

He really wanted to do it again, but the rain gradually stopped, and a training car could come at any moment.

They had no choice but to give up.

Yang Jiulang reached behind him and handed a pack of tissues to Han Jun...

A moment later, Yang Jiulang got out of the car first.

A refreshing breeze after the rain is invigorating.

Yang Jiulang lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and watched the large swathes of dark clouds fleeing. He secretly made a decision in his heart: "Teacher Han, from now on, I, Yang Jiulang, am willing to shelter you and your daughter from the wind and rain."

On the way back, Han Jun transformed back into the sassy and capable female driving instructor, driving incredibly fast.

Yang Jiulang, sitting in the passenger seat, gripped the handle nervously and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Han, aren't these cameras on the road supposed to be filming your training car?"

Han Jun smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth: "We're all seasoned veterans, we know exactly what to film and what not to film."

"Okay," Yang Jiulang nodded, "However, Teacher Han, we're not in a hurry, so I think you could drive a little slower."

Han Jun turned to look at Yang Jiulang, who was pressed tightly against the backrest, and frowned: "Yang Jiulang, you're so tall, how come you're so timid?"

"Teacher Han, what does height have to do with courage?" Yang Jiulang retorted, "It's not that I'm timid, I'm actually only afraid of three things."

"What?"

"Rats, ghosts, and death," Yang Jiulang said in a serious tone.

"Pfft~ Hahaha~"

For the first time in years, Teacher Han Jun laughed heartily...

When the car pulled up to the apartment building, Zhou Wanqiu and Xin Xin were already waiting.

Yang Jiulang got out of the car, bent down and hugged Xinxin as they got back into the car.

Xin Xin suddenly sniffed Yang Jiulang like a puppy and said in a clear voice, "Uncle Yang, you smell like my mother."

Yang Jiulang was taken aback.

Zhou Wanqiu quickly looked towards Han Jun in the car.

Han Jun blushed and turned his head away.

I already know the truth.

Waving goodbye to Han Jun, Zhou Wanqiu turned back to Yang Jiulang and asked, "Did you fuck him?"

Yang Jiulang felt a chill run down his spine: "Sister, with you and Qinqin, is this how you communicate where you're from? Can't you consider my feelings?"

"Oh?" Zhou Wanqiu glanced at Yang Jiulang's crotch. "How does it feel? Teacher Han is beautiful, cool, mature, and strong!"

Yang Jiulang took a breath, handed a cigarette to Zhou Wanqiu, lit it for her, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, to be honest, it really is different."

"How is it different? How is it different from anyone else? Tell me in detail?" Zhou Wanqiu pressed.

Yang Jiulang was afraid of being beaten, so he kept quiet.

Zhou Wanqiu took a drag of her cigarette: "I just don't understand, weren't you guys going to practice driving? How did you get involved in this in broad daylight? Where did you do it?"

Yang Jiulang scratched the back of his head: "Isn't this a torrential downpour? I was stuck in the car!"

"Ha, a torrential downpour, a driving test, a lone man and a lone woman, like dry wood meeting a raging fire." Zhou Wanqiu nodded. "With your physiques, didn't the car fall apart?"

Yang Jiulang chuckled: "Sis, are you praising me or making fun of me?"

"I'm praising you." Zhou Wanqiu suddenly reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Yang Jiulang's waist, twisting it hard.

Yang Jiulang cried out and jumped back a meter.

Zhou Wanqiu glared at Yang Jiulang: "Yang Jiulang, let me remind you, you'd better not tell Qinqin about what you and Teacher Han did in the car. Qinqin has been holding a grudge ever since you and that Eva did it in her car last time!"

"Okay," Yang Jiulang nodded, "I'll make her dream come true as soon as I pick up the car."

Zhou Wanqiu snorted and said seriously, "Yang Jiulang, Teacher Han has had a hard time, don't let her down."

Yang Jiulang nodded seriously: "Sister, I understand."

Zhou Wanqiu watched Han Jun's car disappear at the intersection and shook her head: "Teacher Han, all bark and no bite. He's rushing back to cook for his wicked mother-in-law."

Yang Jiulang stared blankly at it, then sighed.

After they finished their cigarettes, the two walked home side by side.

Just then, Yang Jiulang's phone rang, and he received a text message.

I opened it and took a look.

[Dongguan Real Estate Registration Center: Dear Mr. Yang Jiulang, the property registration for your factory building A-7 in the industrial zone has been completed. Please bring your ID card to our center within three working days to collect the property ownership certificate.]

"Wait for me, sister." Yang Jiulang stopped and called out to Zhou Wanqiu.

"What's wrong?"

"Sis, the air is so fresh after the rain, how about we take a walk together?" Yang Jiulang said with a mischievous grin.

Zhou Wanqiu's face turned cold: "Speak properly."

"Oh, sis, come with me somewhere, it's only a ten-minute walk."

"Where?"

"Come on, you'll see when we get there," Yang Jiulang said, linking his arm with Zhou Wanqiu's.

"You're so good at making things difficult for people, I'm impressed~"