A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Back at the Ding family villa, Abu, the dedicated driver, was temporarily laid off and forced to squeeze into the same car as the Four Heavenly Kings.

Gu Feng got into the driver's seat, while Ding Hanhan sat in the passenger seat. She was naturally the experienced driver, while Gu Feng had only been behind the wheel for a few days. She needed to offer some pointers—she didn't want anything to happen to her man.

The two chatted and laughed as they strolled leisurely through the streets of Shenzhen, and for a moment it felt as if they had returned to the time when they went to school together.

No, it's better than that.

The two of them had never shared a car before, and the atmosphere had never been so harmonious and warm.

The two of them were leisurely chatting and flirting, but it was a real hardship for their subordinates who followed behind them.

Overtaking is not an option, nor is not overtaking; so they can only reluctantly trail behind and slowly incline.

With great difficulty, Ding Hanhan noticed the long line of cars behind her in the rearview mirror. She quickly took out her phone and directed them to disperse, leaving only her advisor's and father's car, along with the Four Heavenly Kings and their personal guards.

Even so, the spectacle was still quite magnificent.

Driving around and chatting all the way is truly a pleasure.

But for Ding Hanhan right now, it's too extravagant—all the big brothers and little brothers around her follow her lead, and she has to be careful with every word and action.

So she could only urge Gu Feng to speed up and stop making her crawl like a snail.

After returning to the Ding family villa, the two settled Ding Lisheng in first, and then Ding Hanhan led Gu Feng to her private garage.

The garage door slowly rose, and Gu Feng glanced inside. His eyes were glued to the spot, and he froze on the spot.

Is this a garage?

This is clearly an amazing private car show.

Ding Hanhan was a wealthy heiress born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Both Grandpa Ding and Ding Lisheng felt guilty towards her—because of their careers, they could offer her far too little companionship and warmth, so they could only do their best to satisfy her materially.

Her grandfather doted on her, and her father spoiled her, which fostered her aloof and arrogant personality, and also gave rise to her hobby of collecting luxury cars.

There are dozens of cars in this garage worth over three million, plus all sorts of other collectibles, concept cars, and cutting-edge models... totaling nearly a hundred cars.

Since the cars are mostly left idle for maintenance, Ding Hanhan specially hired a team of professionals to maintain them—all of them young women, because Miss Ding doesn't like those smelly men touching her treasures.

Of course, Abu and Gu Feng are exceptions.

Abu was the driver appointed by his father; as for Gu Feng—need I say more? He even touched a person, so what's a mere car?

Are these metal shells more precious than the body of the eldest daughter of the Ding family, the head of the family?

"Miss, Young Master!" The group of professional female technicians lined up to greet the two as they entered.

Gu Feng looked up and his eyes widened again.

He couldn't tell whether Ding Hanhan had hired car mechanics or car models—each one was plump and slender, dressed in flamboyant clothes, dazzling to the eye.

Seeing his fixed gaze, Ding Hanhan frowned immediately and waved her hand coldly at the group of women: "All of you wait outside. No one is allowed to come in unless I call you."

The girls quickly responded and retreated with their heads bowed.

After everyone had left, Ding Hanhan said to Gu Feng, "Choose one."

Reluctantly, Gu Feng withdrew his gaze from the string of slender figures, and shamelessly asked, "Choose a car, or choose the people?"

Ding Hanhan's face flushed red with anger, and she puffed out her cheeks, saying, "Would it kill you to make me angry just once?"

"But I think you're more likable when you're angry," Gu Feng said with a grin, even winking at her.

Ding Hanhan was both annoyed and amused, but ultimately she was defeated by him.

Her face remained expressionless, but her heart was filled with warmth. She pulled him deeper into the garage, introducing each of her treasures one by one.

As he looked at the luxury cars one after another, Gu Feng felt dazzled.

He wanted to drive any of them back—but he only had two hands.

Moreover, the question he was most concerned about, which he was always too embarrassed to say outright, was: Could these expensive sports cars that Miss Ding introduced withstand any rough handling? He didn't want them to end up like that secondhand Xiali in Huicheng Township, which fell apart after only a short while.

Ding Hanhan explained for a while, but he didn't say a word, so she couldn't help but ask, "What kind of car do you want?"

"Didn't I say that a smaller one is better, but the shock absorption must be exceptionally good?" Gu Feng's voice was somewhat low.

Ding Hanhan assumed he was just embarrassed, unaware that he was actually feeling guilty. She led him to the row of expensive sports cars at the far end and said, "These dozen or so are all top-of-the-line models from around the world. They were already expensive to manufacture, and after buying them, I spent many times that amount on modifications. As for suspension—no other car I have here can compare to them."

Gu Feng glanced around, then his gaze suddenly froze. He saw a car that really suited his taste.

"This one, I want this one." He pointed to a uniquely styled, sleek, and understatedly elegant all-black sports car.

Ding Hanhan glanced in the direction he pointed and was slightly taken aback: "You want it? Are you sure?"

"Confirmed." Gu Feng nodded.

Ding Hanhan nodded. Her man's taste was indeed excellent.

"Then tell me about this car." Gu Feng walked to the car and looked at it and touched it with great interest.

"This car is called Spyker, its full name is Spyker C8 Laviolette BI2 Limited Edition. Only twelve were ever made worldwide. Four were used in a movie, and the other seven were collected by car collectors around the world. This one is the only one that was publicly auctioned in China. My father was fortunate enough to win it and gave it to me as a nineteenth birthday present. It's absolutely one of a kind here. It also has a very famous slogan—'Persistent and powerful, unimpeded.'"

"Persistent and resilient, unimpeded progress." Gu Feng repeated each word slowly and deliberately.

"The entire car is handcrafted from aluminum alloy, with a six-speed automatic transmission. It accelerates from 0 to 100 km/h in just 4.5 seconds and has a top speed of 345 km/h, which is faster than an F1 car. However, since my father gave it to me, I have only driven it three times. I usually just take it for a spin around the estate. It's practically brand new."

Ding Hanhan described the car in great detail, while Gu Feng hesitated several times before finally stopping. Ding Hanhan looked at him with amusement and asked, "Are you trying to ask how the car's suspension is?"

"Mmm." Gu Feng nodded vigorously.

Ding Hanhan opened the car door and got in, a slight blush rising on her face. She said softly, "Why don't you try it and see?"

Gu Feng assumed she was going to take him for a test drive and hurriedly tried to go around to the other end to sit in the driver's seat.

Ding Hanhan bit her lip and scolded in a low voice, "Idiot, come over here. Stay with me for a while, and this car is yours."

Gu Feng opened his eyes wide once again.

Who said Miss Ding is clueless about romance?

She clearly knew everything. So she happily got into the car, eager to experience the shock absorption capabilities of this rare Spyker.