After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

The exhaust fan on the second basement level was spinning very loudly.

Jiang Yu'an stood there.

The white shirt clung slightly to his chest in the draft, and his tie was casually draped over his arm.

His expression was obscured by the gold-rimmed glasses.

Ask that question.

Alarm bells rang in Jiang Yu's mind.

If we accept this, then this underground parking garage will be her final resting place.

No hesitation, no stuttering, and absolutely no looking back at that Wuling Hongguang.

"Brother!" Her voice rose eight octaves as she ran over in her canvas shoes.

Her hands precisely wrapped around Jiang Yu'an's arms.

They held each other tightly.

"Why are you so late!"

Strike first, the wicked accuse first.

Jiang Yu'an looked down at her hands wrapped around her arm.

He didn't say anything.

"I've been driving around this shabby garage for twenty minutes!"

Jiang Yu rubbed her face against his shoulder, forcing out a slightly aggrieved nasal sound.

"Old Chen insisted that I try on those tacky socialite outfits and take me to several beauty salons."

I won't do it! I just want to sneak home and eat Wang Ma's sweet and sour pork ribs.

As it turned out, there was no signal in the underground parking garage, and I couldn't even tell which way was which when I got to Zone B.

"Take me home quickly, my heels are all blistered."

It's all made up.

This skill of being unreasonable and argumentative is something she has honed through years of hard work and experience.

Jiang Yu'an's arm muscles were a little tense.

He let her hold him.

Then look up.

My gaze went over her head and landed on the rickety bread truck.

You can't watch Huo Li.

Jiang Yu didn't even glance in that direction.

The system panel is right in front of you, flashing red: 20 days remaining.

Good heavens, 20 days!

On this trip, he didn't even manage to touch a single hair on Huo Li's head.

blood loss.

But all she could do was hold onto Jiang Yu'an tightly.

"Bro, let's go, the exhaust fumes here are unbearable, I'm going to throw up."

Jiang Yu grabbed Jiang Yu'an and dragged him towards Area A.

Jiang Yu'an grabbed her wrist with his other hand.

His well-defined fingers were gripping her pulse.

The force wasn't strong, but you definitely couldn't break free.

"Don't you know him?" he asked.

The last syllable wasn't raised; it was just three ordinary words.

Jiang Yu's skill in feigning ignorance was unparalleled.

"Who do you know? Old Chen? Old Chen is probably still standing in front of the women's clothing store upstairs as punishment."

"I mean, the one in the car behind."

Jiang Yu'an nodded with her chin.

Following his force, Jiang Yu pretended to look back blankly.

The window of the Wuling Hongguang was half open.

Huo Li sat in the driver's seat.

The light was too dim, and most of his body was hidden in the shadows.

Only the flickering sparks held between the fingertips proved that this was a living person.

Their eyes met briefly in mid-air for half a second.

Those eyes were staring at her through the car window.

And the hand she was holding onto Jiang Yu'an's arm.

Terrible.

Jiang Yu felt a chill run down her spine and turned to look at Jiang Yu'an with a face full of disgust.

"Who is this? I don't recognize him."

They were dressed terribly, and a beat-up bread cart was parked in the way of the elevator.

Wanda's security is getting worse and worse; they let all kinds of cars in.

"Brother, where's your car? Hurry up, I'm starving!"

As she spoke, she pulled hard on Jiang Yu'an.

Jiang Yu'an stared at her for a full ten seconds.

Noncommittal.

He pulled his arm away from her embrace.

Instead, he grabbed her by the back of her collar and dragged her towards his black Maybach.

"Get in the car." He shoved her into the passenger seat.

He closed the car door, walked around the front of the car, and got into the driver's seat.

The Maybach starts.

The deep engine sound drowned out the noise of the exhaust fan.

As the car pulled out of the parking space and passed the Wuling Hongguang,

Jiang Yu'an didn't even glance at him, and immediately stepped on the gas, driving out of the underground parking garage.

The air conditioning in the carriage was very strong.

Jiang Yu huddled in the passenger seat, gripping the seatbelt tightly with both hands, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Jiang Yu'an drove the car out of the shopping mall and onto the elevated highway.

He was holding the steering wheel with one hand and had his tie tossed onto the center console with the other.

"Uncle Chen just called me. He said you vanished into thin air in the fitting room."

He spoke, his tone calm.

"Uncle Chen is making a fuss over nothing."

Jiang Yu retorted softly, "I just didn't want to try on clothes. I was afraid he would nag me about it."

Jiang Ruoruo dresses like a portable crystal chandelier every day, can't I just wear something casual?

They just had to make things difficult for me.

"So you changed your clothes and went down to the second basement level to find sweet and sour pork ribs?"

The logic is flawed.

Jiang Yu, her neck stiff, said, "I have no sense of direction. I was planning to find the ride-hailing pick-up point and take a taxi home myself, but who knew the area down there was like a maze. Bro, how did you get here so quickly?"

"I checked the surveillance footage."

He turned his head and glanced at her.

Just one glance.

Then he looked away and continued to stare at the road ahead.

Jiang Yu shut up.

Wanda is an enterprise under the Jiang family.

He could see every step she took in Zone B from upstairs.

How much did he see?

She dared not calculate.

……

the other side.

Wanda underground parking garage.

Area B, Level 2 (basement).

The Wuling Hongguang is still parked in the same spot.

Huo Li sat in the driver's seat.

The cigarette had long since burned to the end, scalding his fingers, before he came to his senses.

He crushed the cigarette butt into the tin box that was already full of ash.

The leather cover on the steering wheel was already deformed from his squeezing.

My mind is filled with that scene from just now.

One second the woman was flirting with him on WeChat, and the next she was clinging tightly to another man's arm, acting coquettishly.

"I don't know him."

"They're dressed so poorly."

"A wrecked bread truck."

Her disgusted tone drifted through the car window from several meters away, every single word clearly audible.

Huo Li pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice.

What do you take him for?

A pastime that can be summoned and dismissed at will?

Or was it to avoid using that man as a shield?

Poor and stingy.

Car mechanic.

He looked down at his rough, calloused hands, his fingernails still stained with years of stubborn black engine oil.

My neck, which she touched a few days ago, is still burning hot.

That's someone else's high and mighty young lady.

He was just a mechanic who drove a Wuling Hongguang minivan.

No, he's not just a mechanic.

The old-fashioned mobile phone in my pocket started vibrating.

It's not the smartphone I usually use to contact car repair services.

He answered the call.

"Young Master." A respectful and dignified male voice came from the other end of the line.

"What the old man means is that you must come back at the end of next month."

You need to personally sign off on those projects in the east of the city.

The position of heir to the Huo family cannot remain vacant indefinitely.

Huo Li tossed his phone onto the passenger seat and turned on speakerphone.

"Tell him not to rush me," he said in a hoarse voice.

"But young master, you've been away for three years already. The car accident..."

"I told you not to rush me!"

He slammed his hand on the horn, and the piercing sound of the horn echoed throughout the underground parking garage.

The person on the other end of the phone remained silent.

Huo Li hung up the phone.

Jiang Yu.

The way that man looked at her wasn't the way a brother looks at his sister.

That's the way a man looks at a woman.

A lone wolf guarding its food.

Huo Li lit another cigarette.

Want to run?

After flirting with him and taking advantage of him, do you want to walk away unscathed?

dream.