The village beauty and me!

When Chen Huan looked at the chat history, he was speechless.

"Is it really that hard to be a good person these days?"

So he quickly sent a voice message: "You are really free now. I'm a good person and never intended to threaten any of you."

"It was all just Li Daoming's wishful thinking."

The chat group fell silent for a moment, but it was clear that none of the girls who had been secretly filmed, threatened, and oppressed fully believed Chen Huan's words.

Chen Huan tossed the phone aside and kept sighing.

Zhao Jingjing, who was standing next to her, joked with a smile, "If you want to put their minds at ease, there is actually a good way."

"What's your idea, you clever female college student?" Chen Huan asked humbly.

"It's simple, just take a few photos of yourself naked and post them there."

"So everyone has something on each other, which naturally makes them feel at ease."

Chen Huan grinned. "After all those years in college, is this the only thing you've learned to come up with?"

"If you dare to make fun of me again, believe me, I'll film you right now!"

Zhao Jingjing immediately tensed up, clearly having developed a psychological aversion to being photographed.

First, he shrank back into the seat, hugged his arms tightly, and put his legs together.

Then, staring intently at Chen Huan, he frowned and asked, "Tell me the truth, have all the photos been deleted?"

Did you make a backup?

Chen Huan snorted, "I've deleted so many girls' photos and videos, why keep yours?"

  

"There are plenty of women prettier and with better figures than you, where does your confidence come from?"

Zhao Jingjing gritted her teeth and retorted defiantly, "Maybe you just like that kind of thing."

"Otherwise, why would you save me so many times and spend money to treat me like a decorative vase, when I am the daughter of your enemy?"

Chen Huan glanced at her and said, "You really do have self-awareness; you know you're just a pretty face."

"I'm helping you only because I happen to need someone to run errands for me. As for your relationship with Zhao Siming, that's easy to explain too."

"Think about it, I've turned your whole family upside down. Several of you are now bedridden, and they can't do anything about it."

"Besides, as the apple of the Zhao family's eye, a respectable female college student, you have to work for me every day. Just thinking about it makes me feel really good."

Zhao Jingjing's face turned pale with anger, and she said in a hateful voice, "So, you've finally shown your true colors!"

"I actually had a bit of a crush on you before, but it turns out you're a pervert who just wanted to use me to humiliate the Zhao family!"

Chen Huan neither denied nor explained, but simply stepped on the gas pedal and said, "Now that you've seen through me, are you still going to work for me?"

Zhao Jingjing really wanted to explode, but the words stuck in her throat and she could only swallow them back down.

I'm really short of money right now.

Although the trouble with Li Daoming has been resolved, after the summer vacation ends, I will still face other problems, such as making a living and buying cosmetics and nice clothes.

Chen Huan is definitely a fool, and he has a lot of money. Working for him, you don't have to do almost anything, and you can earn more than a hundred a day.

If you're lucky, you might even get double or triple the bonus. Where else can you find such a great deal?

No wonder people say that after leaving school, it's basically very difficult to get by in society. This world is a money-driven society; whoever has money is powerful.

Seeing that Zhao Jingjing had lost her temper, Chen Huan was overjoyed.

Forget about the chat group for the time being, and kept speeding up the pickup truck with great enthusiasm.

"Chen Huan, slow down."

"Even though you've left the county, don't forget you don't have a driver's license yet," Zhao Jingjing reminded her, frowning.

Chen Huan, in a good mood, didn't care. "We're almost at the town. You never see traffic police there."

"Besides, my car is already registered. As long as I don't break any rules, even if I run into the traffic police, they won't do anything to me."

As he spoke, Chen Huan accelerated faster and faster. There was a very ordinary Santana in front of him, so he downshifted and slammed on the gas to overtake it quickly.

In Chen Huan's view, this was just an ordinary operation.

After all, he had overtaken at least dozens of vehicles along the way.

Once you cross the next intersection, you'll be in town, and there won't be any trouble at all.

But just seconds after he overtook the car, the car behind him suddenly honked twice.

That horn wasn't an ordinary sound; it was clearly the kind of noise you'd hear from a special vehicle.

For example, police cars.

"The pickup truck with the license plate number three sixes, pull over immediately!" A rather annoyed, authoritative woman's voice rang out.

"Chen Huan, you're finished."

"That looked like a police car just now," Zhao Jingjing said, glancing at the rearview mirror with a strange expression.

"Really?"

"If it's a police car, why doesn't it have flashing lights?" Chen Huan was also a little worried, but he still held onto a sliver of hope.

But the next second, he saw through the rearview mirror the driver's seat of the Santana behind him, where a slender arm was extending out, holding a police light with a magnetic suction cup.

The police lights were mounted on the roof of the vehicle, flashing red and blue lights alternately.

"Holy crap, Zhao Jingjing, is your mouth blessed?"

"We actually ran into a police car." Chen Huan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.

I never expected my luck to be so bad. I was just one intersection away from getting back to town, but instead I was spotted by the police.

"I should have known better than to overtake this car."

"I should have known better than to rush to install the license plate," Chen Huan muttered, feeling extremely frustrated.

Now that my car has been registered and has online information, it's impossible for me to accelerate and shake off the car behind me.

After considering it for a few seconds, I finally had no choice but to turn on my turn signal after crossing the intersection, then slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road.

"How can you blame me? I told you to drive slower."

"Besides, can't you tell it's a police car?"

"There's a sign that says 'Traffic Police' next to the car," Zhao Jingjing retorted, clearly unconvinced.

"I'm behind the car, what can I possibly see?" Chen Huan was utterly speechless.

Then I told myself, "Don't panic when something happens, stay calm."

"She might not ask me for my driver's license; at most, she'll just be annoyed that I overtook her."

I had just muttered a couple of things when the car behind me stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a young woman dressed in casual clothes, petite but well-proportioned, got out of the car and walked over quickly.

He knocked on Chen Huan's car window, his face serious, "Could you please show me your driver's license?"

Chen Huan was completely numb.