You're already divorced, why are you so anxious about him becoming a succubus?

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on Lu Ci's lips.

Instantly separate.

Just as she was about to back away, she felt Lu Ci's restless hands.

Lin Wan smiled slyly and reached out to push him away: "Okay, stop fooling around, I'm really going to be late if we don't leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ci grabbed Lin Wan's slender shoulders with both hands, and with a little force, turned her over so that her back was to him.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Lin Wan's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears.

"Oh dear...we really have to go!" Lin Wan protested coquettishly, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading. "My back and waist were already aching this morning, I could barely walk, I can't go on like this..."

Lu Ci lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

"It's okay, it won't make a difference. I'll drive you to work later, I promise you won't be late."

The warm breath and slight tickling sensation near her ear sent a shiver through Lin Wan, and a soft, sweet murmur escaped her lips uncontrollably.

……

After half an hour.

Her once meticulously combed hair was now somewhat disheveled, and her fair cheeks were flushed with emotion.

She turned her head and glared angrily at Lu Ci, who was slowly getting dressed.

"Oh dear! It's all your fault! You've ruined my stockings!"

After saying that, she didn't bother arguing with Lu Ci anymore. With steps that were noticeably more unsteady than before, she hurriedly ran back to the bedroom to rummage for spare stockings.

Watching her flee in panic, Lu Ci smiled and shook his head, then went into the bathroom to quickly wash up.

……

Twenty minutes later, Lu Ci drove his car and stopped in front of a bank branch in the center of Jiangcheng City.

Before the passenger door opened, Lin Wan turned to the side and quickly kissed Lu Ci on the cheek.

She then got out of the car.

Lu Ci sat in the car, watching the beautiful figure in professional attire disappear into the distance.

Lin Wan clutched her handbag tightly, took noticeably awkward steps, and hurriedly walked through the glass doors of the bank as if fleeing, afraid that her colleagues would notice something amiss.

Only after the figure completely disappeared from sight did Lu Ci chuckle softly and drive into the morning rush hour traffic.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

After Lu Ci sang at the bar for three consecutive days, Qin Meng's father recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and Qin Meng also returned to work after her leave.

With someone covering for him, Lu Ci naturally took a short break.

He visited Lin Wan's place once in the last few days.

If Lin Wan's previous act of being a seasoned lover was just an act...

But now I've learned something real...

The memory of those three innocent bed sheets from that night remains vivid in Lu Ci's mind.

Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains and onto the sofa.

Lu Ci sat cross-legged, tapping the mouse with his fingers, and cleared out the last few stocks in his account.

The "Buffett's Vision Experience Card" had actually expired a few days ago, but luckily he managed to get through the last few days by noting down the short-term trends of several stocks before the deadline.

With the notification sound indicating successful liquidation, all funds were returned.

Looking at the striking number 428 million in his account balance, Lu Ci closed his laptop with satisfaction.

From an initial principal of one million, it more than quadrupled in just one month.

However, Lu Ci was very clear-headed. Since the cheat code had expired, he would never touch stocks again. Otherwise, with his mediocre skills, he would lose everything sooner or later.

Stretching, Lu Ci got up, changed into a clean and neat casual outfit, grabbed his car keys, and headed out to the bar.

He had been driving Chen Feng's black G-Class for a while, and now that he had enough spare money, it was time to take some time to buy his own car.

Lu Ci held the steering wheel and drove smoothly with the flow of traffic.

Suddenly, a white Honda Civic sped up from the right lane, cutting right up to the front of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class and forcibly entering the lane.

Lu Ci frowned slightly, tapped the brakes to create a safe distance, ignored it, turned on his turn signal, changed lanes, and continued driving forward.

As the traffic approached a traffic light intersection, the flow of vehicles began to slow down.

The Honda had already entered the leftmost left-turn lane when, just as Lu Ci was about to cross the intersection, the front of the Honda suddenly veered sharply to the right without warning.

They drove right over the solid line and forcefully cut into the straight lane where Lu Ci was.

Lu Ci slammed on the brakes.

With a muffled thud, the two cars collided.

Lu Ci opened the car door and got out to check the damage.

The G-Class has a high chassis and a sturdy build, and the speed at the intersection was not high to begin with, so the damage was not serious. Only a piece of paint was scraped off the front bumper and the left headlight was broken.

In contrast, the Honda Civic that squeezed in was in a much worse state; the fragile front side of the car was dented, and the hood was deformed.

The Honda's car door opened.

A young man who looked to be in his early twenties, as thin as a stick, walked down the street cursing.

This man had striking blond hair, shiny earrings, a tight-fitting t-shirt, cropped skinny jeans, and loafers. He exuded the aura of a true "spirited young man."

"Are you blind?! Can't you drive?!" As soon as the blond-haired man got out of the car, he pointed at Lu Ci's nose and started cursing.

Lu Ci looked at him coldly: "Watch your mouth. Didn't you see the solid lines on the ground? Didn't your driving instructor teach you that you can't change lanes over solid lines? Cutting into the straight lane from the left-turn lane, that's illegal lane cutting."

The blond-haired guy was clearly used to being arrogant, and he immediately came up to me, acting like a bully: "Damn it, what's wrong with me cutting in line? Would it kill you to give way a little while walking on the road? Stop talking nonsense and pay up! This car of mine will cost at least 30,000 yuan to repair, and if you don't pay up today, I won't let you off the hook!"

Looking at this shameless face, Lu Ci lost all interest in arguing with him.

He turned and walked to the driver's seat, reaching in to grab his phone: "Fine, then call the police. Let's see who pays whom today, and I'll also see how you're going to hold me accountable."

When Huang Mao saw that Lu Ci wasn't buying his act and was even going to call the police, he became furious.

In a moment of impulsiveness, he clenched his fists and lunged at Lu Ci, intending to make the first move and give him a taste of his power.

Lu Ci was looking down and scrolling through his contacts, but he had already noticed the other person's actions out of the corner of his eye.

Just as the blond-haired man's fist was about to strike, Lu Ci nimbly dodged to the side and seemingly casually took half a step forward.

The blond-haired man had been lunging forward, and this time he completely lost his balance, his calf landing squarely on Lu Ci's outstretched ankle.

"Holy crap!"

With a scream, the blond-haired man fell straight forward and crashed heavily to the ground.

Even worse, when he fell face down, his mouth hit the road.

The blond-haired man convulsed in pain, gasping for breath as he struggled to his feet.

His arrogant demeanor from just moments ago vanished completely. He hastily wiped his face, his palm covered in blood gushing from his nose.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a slight draft in his mouth, and spat a mouthful of bloody water into his palm. His two front teeth were clearly visible in the bloody saliva.

The blond-haired man's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he stared at the front tooth in his hand.

The excruciating pain brought tears to his eyes, and he actually looked like he was about to cry.

Lu Ci dialed the police number and held the phone to his ear.

While the call was still pending, he glanced at the blond-haired man on the ground and said mockingly:

"Walk slower. Look at you, not only is the front of your car totaled, but you'll also need to get two front teeth fixed after the repairs."

"Sigh, young people these days are so impulsive and rash; that's not a good habit."

Hearing these sarcastic remarks, the blond-haired man, his voice thick with sobs and trembling, pointed at Lu Ci and accused, "You...you deliberately tripped me!"

Lu Ci raised his hand and pointed to the traffic camera flashing red directly above his head, saying calmly, "Don't make baseless accusations. There are surveillance cameras up there."

Just then, the call connected. Lu Ci ignored the blond-haired man throwing a tantrum on the ground: "Hello, is this the traffic police? This is the intersection of Jianshe Road. There has been a traffic accident..."