The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

The car lurched slightly, then braked suddenly.

The sudden swaying and weightlessness made Yu Lian a little dizzy, and she subconsciously grabbed Pei Shaoyuan's sleeve. Her hand was caught in the man's hand and squeezed, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning my head to look, I saw Pei Shaoyuan still holding the steering wheel with one hand, his whole body stiff in the driver's seat, and the tips of his ears, which his gray hair couldn't cover, were suspiciously red.

Comforting Yu Lian was an instinctive thing to do; in reality, his mind was completely blank.

There was a rear-end collision.

He, Pei Shaoyuan, is a seasoned driver of all kinds of supercars and a regular at racetracks around the world. He is the man who can pass the most dangerous F1 circuit, Monaco, without practicing or slowing down.

They rear-ended each other on a main road in the city with a speed limit of 60 km/h.

Because he was fantasizing about the girl in the passenger seat.

Half of her brain was uncontrollably playing out some not-so-good but glorious images. The other half was thinking about how to tease her with even worse and more vulgar words, wanting to see her cute reaction of being embarrassed and angry, and wondering whether she should stop and coax her or provoke her even more if she hits or scolds her.

In short, for that one second his attention was completely off driving. He subconsciously pressed the accelerator harder.

It wasn't a serious collision, just a minor bump. However, the Cullinan's higher ground clearance caused it to smash one of the Audi's taillights.

The Audi didn't stop; a hand stuck out of the driver's side window and waved forward, indicating that they should go ahead and handle the situation before driving away.

Yu Lian was speechless. She gave Pei Shaoyuan a disdainful look and asked sincerely, "Can you stop showing off while driving? Are you going to make other cars bump into each other while you're having sex in the car? I'm really not riding in your car anymore. I don't want to die before I've even spent all my money."

Pei Shaoyuan snapped out of his overwhelming sense of shame, and with a huff, turned the steering wheel to follow the car in front.

"Are you really that worried about your meager balance, which could turn you into a beggar with the slightest tremor? Being your money must be wonderful, right? You're probably happier than having me, your husband. The competition isn't as fierce."

After braking again, he touched Yu Lian's face, as if to make sure she wasn't really scared.

"I'm going downstairs. Stay in the car and don't bother with me."

The car door opened, and a tall, elegant man stepped out, wearing a white shirt and black tie, the collar buttons meticulously fastened. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing a section of well-defined forearm.

His profile looks somewhat familiar.

No, it's very familiar.

Not far away, Yu Lian leaned forward, pressing her face against the dashboard, trying to get a clear look at his face. Suddenly, Pei Shaoyuan, with his strong counter-surveillance awareness, turned and glared at her.

Forced by their tyranny, he had no choice but to sit up again.

The man was about the same height as Pei Shaoyuan, and even with half of his body obscured, one could sense the stark contrast in their auras. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and possessed excellent manners.

  

This kind of people.

I think I saw one not long ago.

Pei Shaoyuan showed no remorse after bumping into someone, standing with one hand in his pocket, his arrogant indifference fueled by wealth infuriating. After exchanging a few words, as if they hadn't reached an agreement, he irritably stepped aside.

The person who was hit looked up from his phone at the spot where Pei Shaoyuan had been standing, his gaze falling to the distance where he met Yu Lian's eyes in the car.

The streetlights illuminated his handsome and refined face clearly. His eyes still held a hint of humility, and he seemed somewhat surprised to see Yu Lian here, raising one eyebrow.

It really is Xie Yu.

That guy whose background is even more impressive than his face, who named his WeChat account the same as his Twitter profile, probably doesn't understand this stuff at all. He's so high-class that he makes everyone else look vulgar in comparison. He's the perfect senior.

He was so perfect it was almost unsettling. Even when he gazed at someone, his gaze was gentle and harmless.

Yu Lian felt a chill run down her spine from the stare and realized that a polite person should get out of the car and say hello at this time.

Luckily, she wasn't rude.

She lowered her head with a clear conscience, avoiding Xie Yu's gaze.

Yu Lian instinctively didn't want to associate with this kind of person. The idea of ​​someone without flaws was scary enough, not to mention that Yu Lian was also a little annoyed with him.

She moved her fingers, pretending to adjust her skirt. The various lights of the night shone on her tender, milky face, making her look very well-behaved.

In his heart, he was cursing Pei Shaoyuan over and over again.

That genius with a head full of nonsense, if he could actually turn a steering wheel, he'd be a racing god by now. Driving a beat-up Wuling Hongguang, he's got a knack for picking his targets. We should be thankful this isn't a feudal imperial system, otherwise, what's the difference between him and hitting the crown prince? Forget about his entire family, even Yu Lian's entire family would be in serious trouble.

I lowered my head and tried to avoid the situation for a short while, hoping to sneak a peek, but the person was already right in front of me.

Looking at her through the car window, I saw her long eyelashes and her eyes brimming with a gentle, spring-like light.

...So handsome.

Every time this person appears, it's inexplicably beautiful, like an internal romance plot in an online game. Even the most ordinary streetlamp above his head becomes a spotlight for the male lead in an idol drama about to make a heartfelt confession. The light rings around the ends of his dark hair, and a clear smile plays on his lips.

Why does it feel like the whole world is giving him coenzymes? It can't be that she's just having a crush on him, right? Yu Lian glanced at him a few more times, uncertain.

...He's still so handsome.

It's also possible that Pei Shaoyuan's expression was too gloomy, too fierce, too demonic, like a vicious dog that would open its mouth and bite indiscriminately if not guarded for a second. That's why Xie Yu, with his clear and bright eyes, appeared so serene and dignified in comparison.

As if knowing what Yu Lian was thinking, Pei Shaoyuan turned his head and chuckled silently. His mouth opened slightly, revealing the faint outline of a metal tongue stud.

It turns out to be shaped like a bone.

It was so complicated that it's no wonder Yu Lian couldn't guess what was going on despite her best efforts to lick and probe. What was worse, he would get excited even if the tip of his tongue barely touched the outline, making it impossible for her to guess properly. In the end, she was so dizzy that she didn't even have the strength to guess anymore, and could only stare blankly as he kissed her.

He even mocked her, saying she wasn't smart enough and could only do manual labor.

Yu Lian got out of the car, opened her mouth, but her voice trailed off.

I don't know what to call Xie Yu.

Hello? How stupid. Xie Yu? Not familiar with him. Senior? How cheesy. Crown Prince? So brainless. Yu Lian's expression was conflicted, thinking maybe she should just say "May you have good fortune" instead.

"Junior, junior." Xie Yu spoke first, addressing Yu Lian with the familiar tone that she was usually too shy to use, his voice tinged with amusement. "What a coincidence, you're not back at school either. Need a ride?"

It was indeed on the way, but even someone as socially inept as Yu Lian felt that the statement didn't quite make sense.

She had just gotten out of someone else's passenger seat, and the man who had been with her was still standing next to her. She wondered what was in his mind when he said something like, "I'll give you a ride home."

It's like having auto-pickup enabled. If I see something on the street, I'll just pick it up and take it home.

Could the meaning of the flower Yu Lian symbolize as "If you're too slow, you'll miss out...?"

"Uh..." Yu Lian glanced at Pei Shaoyuan's sinister expression behind Xie Yu, and waved her hand dismissively, "No, I..."

"I'm not dead yet." Seemingly satisfied with Yu Lian's reaction, Pei Shaoyuan reached out and pulled her close before she could finish speaking, habitually tilting his chin slightly when looking at people. "It's the headlight that's broken, not the eye. Don't you understand the situation? You can't go the same way as her. She's not going back to school tonight."

He enunciated the last four words clearly, a blatant warning.

When Xie Yu looked at him, in the blink of an eye, both the upturned corners of his mouth and the downturned eyebrows became straight.

His tone remained polite: "Since you're a friend of my junior, we can handle this quickly. I've contacted 122 (the traffic police), and they'll be here soon. I'll trouble you to go with them then."

"I'm her husband, what kind of friend?" Pei Shaoyuan corrected him impatiently, "Your friend would..."

He paused, glanced at Yu Lian in his arms who had started to frown as soon as she heard the word "traffic police," and pinched her round, plump cheeks as she lowered her head.

The second half of the sentence came out as if someone had pleased him again, and he was shamelessly showing off.

"...Would she be so obedient as to let you hold her?"

Yu Lian: ?

Big brother, would you like to hear the important points...?

Without any politeness, Yu Lian shoved his hand away. She was furious and glared at him with her eyes narrowed. She felt that her beautiful night was about to be ruined by this idiot who couldn't drive properly and wasn't very clear-headed.

It looks like she'll soon have another chance to follow the path of a prisoner's wife who waits adoringly for her boyfriend's release. She's even figured out how to write her prison letter to Pei Shaoyuan.

Honey, by the time you read this letter, I'll be gone. When I saw you get into a car accident and had to pay the damages while trying to go on a date with me, I felt incredibly guilty. To avoid being a burden to you anymore, I ran off with someone else. This is all I can do for you.

Pei Shaoyuan could tell she was angry again. He coughed, trying to cover it up, and then hardened his face. His long eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a harsh voice, "Tsk, you need the traffic police for just a broken light? Didn't you hear what I just said? We'll settle this privately. I'll pay whatever it takes, five times, ten times, name your price."

Yu Lian also felt that they could settle this privately, and subconsciously looked at Xie Yu. She had a pair of contradictory eyes, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, yet the overall shape was round and childlike. Her pupils were large and clear, with a bright, watery sheen, and her eyelashes drooped straight down at the corners of her eyes. When she looked at someone seriously, she seemed innocent, as if she had been bullied.

Seeing her looking at him so expectantly, Xie Yu's gaze softened again.

"My insurance manager is on his way; he'll handle the claims with you. Traffic police are necessary; I prefer things to be done officially." He finished speaking to Pei Shaoyuan without any hesitation, then bent down slightly to look Yu Lian in the eye.

Her tone was incredibly gentle: "As for you, it's so late, you'll get tired if you keep going with your friends. Shall I take you home?"

"I am her husband." Pei Shaoyuan repeated in an unfriendly tone, raising his hand to cover Yu Lian's eyes, preventing her from seeing. Her face was too small, and one hand was enough to cover it completely.

"Why do you always ignore me? Listen, I'm her husband, her boyfriend, her husband."

"Mistress. Fourth mistress. Fifth mistress."

"Are there any words you can understand? If not, I can continue."

Yu Lian stopped her hand, which had already grabbed his wrist to pull him away, preferring to have her face covered.

That's so embarrassing.



Pei Shaoyuan was going to the police station to sign some papers, and Yu Lian definitely wouldn't go with him. Under Pei Shaoyuan's resentful gaze, she kicked his shin and reached out to ask him for the room key.

"Where are you staying? Send me the hotel and room number."

She definitely wasn't going back to school. She had just vaguely told Gu Yitong and the others that she wouldn't be going back that night, but she slunk back shortly afterward; she couldn't bear the embarrassment.

Pei Shaoyuan let out an exaggerated, long hiss. He didn't really want to let her leave alone. He lowered his eyelashes and looked at her, annoyed: "Does it have to be this way? I'll just sign something and I'll be out."

Yu Lian was too lazy to waste words with him, so she stretched her hand out even straighter in front of him and waved it up and down impatiently: "Hurry up."

"No, you need to register to go in alone, and you didn't bring your ID card..." Pei Shaoyuan placed his hand on hers. The difference in their hand shapes was obvious; his hand was more than a finger's length longer than hers. Their fingers intertwined, making it seem as if he was completely enveloping her hand.

He leaned closer to coax her, "Can't you just come with me? It'll be quick, I'll take you back after we're done."

"What's wrong with registering? I brought my ID card." Yu Lian pursed her lips, her eyelashes curling up in an innocent way, as if she had no idea what she was saying.

I could feel his hand tighten suddenly.

"Ha, you really are..." Pei Shaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed for some reason, as if he was speechless.

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse. He bent over and pinched her cheek, deliberately using a force that wasn't painful but heavier than usual. His tone was clearly vicious, but the content of his words was incoherent, "A car accident knocked you out? Saying you needed your ID... Going out with a man without any precautions is one thing, but you actually brought your ID? Do you want me to praise you? Our baby really likes to offer herself up for others to eat. How did she grow up to be so big, huh?"

Yu Lian looked at him and blinked innocently.

The idiot is still laughing. I'm here to sleep with you.

Say goodbye to your hymen.

Not far away, Xie Yu finished talking to the traffic police and glanced over. He was standing at the edge of a streetlamp, which cast deep shadows on his eyelashes. His expression was unchanged, but he gave off a completely different vibe than usual.

It's like a duality of gods and demons.

Yu Lian watched as he walked over with three traffic police officers. One of them went to ask Pei Shaoyuan for the Cullinan key, while the other two had the car keys. She guessed that Pei Shaoyuan was going to leave in the police car.

He's quite promising.

Pei Shaoyuan didn't want to delay his business, so despite his impatience, he followed the two traffic policemen. Before leaving, he bit Yu Lian's lower lip as if asserting his ownership, his tongue piercing scraping against her lips. He stared into Yu Lian's eyes, whether as a reminder or a warning, it was hard to tell.

"Just take a taxi. Don't look at him, don't talk to him, don't get in his car. Don't kiss him. When you get to the hotel, don't talk to anyone, and don't open the door if someone knocks... Fine, you really have to come with me. I can't let you go alone."

Yu Lian became increasingly speechless as she listened. Seeing that he was about to change his mind again, she pushed him away while still holding the warm room key, and said irritably, "Hurry up, don't waste time."

After thinking for a moment, I added a veiled threat.

I need to go to bed at 11 p.m.

He hurriedly left, a red mark spreading from his ear to his neck.

Xie Yu stood to the side, his gaze shifting from the departing police car, and said gently, "Junior, let me take you back to school. Your friend will be gone for a long time, and it's too late; it's not safe for you to go alone."

It will take a long time.

Yu Lian was confused, wondering if hitting a car taillight would land her in jail. She frowned and said, "Didn't you say it would just be an autograph?"

"Hmm... I don't know the specifics." He didn't even give Yu Lian a coaxing excuse, his gaze sweeping over the room key clutched in the girl's hand as if he hadn't seen it. "Let's go, the school has a curfew now. I can take you in."

Yu Lian shook her head: "I'm not going back to school tonight."

Xie Yu probably hadn't expected Yu Lian to be so insistent. After a moment of silence, he let out a soft laugh that sounded like a sigh, a hint of helpless indulgence in his tone: "Junior, I won't let you go alone no matter what, it's already very late. How about this, we compromise: if your family or a female friend can pick you up, I won't see you off, okay?"

He also said that it was so late, who would be available to pick someone up at any time? Yu Lian's rebellious spirit was almost brought out, and she felt annoyed. She lowered her head and avoided his gaze, feeling that he was being too nosy.

Xie Yu waited quietly for her answer.

The night was hazy, the trees on both sides casting long shadows, making it seem as if only the spot where the two of them stood was brightly lit. The girl, with her eyes lowered and silent, resembled a delicate, white daffodil—quiet and fragile, as if any storm could easily break her. Lost in thought, her eyelashes trembled gently like flower stamens, making one reluctant to confront her.

"Well," Yu Lian finally spoke, using the obedient tone she used when dealing with her homeroom teacher in school, "I'll have my family come pick me up."

Xie Yu nodded, not particularly surprised by her choice: "I'll stay with you until your family arrives. Don't worry too much about your friend; it's not a big deal."

"Hmm... I'm not worried at all," Yu Lian mumbled, turning on her phone.

On his phone, Pei Shaoyuan sent over the hotel address and room number, and then typed out his parting words again, rambling on and on. He seemed quite bored in the police car.

"He has rabies: If that man contacts you again, remember to tell him I'm your husband."

"If you have rabies: Take a taxi and find a female driver. Send me the license plate number after she gets in the car. I've already spoken to the hotel receptionist. Give him your ID and room key; no need to say anything. Take a photo of yourself in the room and send it to me. Don't open the door if a stranger knocks. If you're hungry, send me what you want to eat, and I'll buy it for you."

"Do you like ultra-thin spiral-shaped particles if you have rabies?"

Yu Lian: ?

You're weird, you know?