The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

With a click, Xing Yanzhao looked at her again through the swirling smoke: "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you, thank you, I can take a taxi myself." Luo Huai just wanted to be alone right now. She had only met the man in front of her twice and didn't dare to have too much interaction with him, so she politely declined.

“I won’t trick you, I’m a decent person.” Xing Yanzhao tilted his head. “Come on.”

They are still very assertive.

Luo Huai was terrified that this man would just carry her into the car, so she followed closely behind, asking, "Are you trying to thank me for helping you persuade Grandma? Actually, there's no need, I..."

Xing Yanzhao suddenly turned around.

Luo Huai stopped in his tracks.

"Enough with the nonsense. I said I'd give it to you, so you can give me a good answer if the old lady asks later." He looked impatient.

Luo Huai nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Oh, oh."

And so she got into the man's car.

Pei Yuanzhou is quite fond of cars, and she could tell at a glance that the black G-Wagon in front of her had been modified, making it as tall and imposing as a man.

The man opened the car door, stretched out his long legs, and slightly arched his back, the surging power in his back seeming to burst out of his clothes.

Even the hands resting lightly on the steering wheel look very strong.

Luo Huai was stunned.

In comparison, Pei Yuanzhou's thin skin is quite poor.

Before Luo Huai even got on the bus, she saw the man texting someone on his phone while calling to her, "Get on."

Kuangye had just helped the old lady to the VIP ward when he received a message on his phone.

From his brother: I might have to use your name.

He replied: "Is your own name too hot to handle?"

His brother: These are special times.

……

Luo Huai walked around the front of the car, sat in the passenger seat, and slowly fastened his seatbelt.

The man spoke again: "A cat?"

They think she's too slow.

Luo Huai was still sick, looking rather listless, and speaking very sluggishly.

"No."

"Still denying it." Xing Yanzhao clicked his tongue, saying that her voice sounded like a cat's meow.

Where to?

Luo Huai tightened her grip on the seatbelt. She didn't want to go back to the Pei family. Her own home was in the same neighborhood, but she rarely went back. Her house was always covered with dust cloths, no one cleaned it, and there were no beds made up.

"Let's go back to school, Ningda."

"College Students."

Luo Huai sensed a hint of envy in the man's voice and said, "There are college students everywhere now, it's nothing special."

"Students from Ningda University are still a rarity." The man drove with one hand, holding a half-finished cigarette between his other fingers. The car window was open, and the wind blew all the way, so the smell wasn't too strong.

"Freshman year?"

Luo Huai smiled and said seriously, "Thank you, but I'm twenty-two, a senior in college."

The man stated his age: "I'm twenty-nine."

Luo Huai announced his age to let him know he was no longer young, but when a man seriously announces his age, it gives the impression that he's about to go on a blind date.

Luo Huai didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he said his name.

Which locust tree?

"Wood Ghost Locust".

"The 'huai' in 'locust flower.'" The man curled his lips, a relaxed roguishness showing on his fierce face. "My old lady loves locust flowers. Every year when the season comes, she goes to pick locust flowers to make locust honey."

Luo Huai couldn't help but smile, recalling the old lady in the hospital who had a particular way of scolding her grandson.

I asked one more question: "Is it just your grandmother at home?"

Xing Yanzhao hummed in agreement, then added after a moment, "That was true before."

There seemed to be some hidden story, but Luo Huai had no intention of prying into other people's privacy.

"Grandma had a tough time, and you all are very successful."

“My brother is successful; he has a doctorate.”

"And you?" Luo Huai asked.

"She didn't go to university; she just does odd jobs." Xing Yanzhao glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. She had a smooth forehead, big, bright eyes, and her medium-length black hair was tucked behind her ears. She was dressed neatly, had a well-behaved look, and was exceptionally beautiful.

She has a better figure.

I could feel it when he hugged her; she had a pert bottom and a slender waist.

He looked back.

Luo Huai looked straight ahead and said, "High school, undergraduate, graduate, and doctoral studies all require a lot of money. Even taking out a loan will require living expenses." She was still sick, her small mouth moved very slowly, and her eyelids opened and closed intermittently. She was extremely tired.

“Grandma is getting old. She might not be able to earn enough to cover the children’s monthly living expenses by selling locust honey and collecting recyclables. You’re the one who works to support your brother’s education, right?”

As soon as Luo Huai finished speaking, the man slammed on the brakes, and she lurched forward, thankfully thanks to her seatbelt.

"I'm really sorry." Xing Yanzhao's voice suddenly became somewhat somber. He turned to look at Luo Huai, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Luo Huai just smiled gently, "You still haven't told me your name."

The car drove off again, and Xing Yanzhao gave the old lady's grandson's name, which was also his younger brother's name: "Kuangye".

"Wilderness," Luo Huai murmured, his eyelids gradually closing as he drifted off to sleep.

Xing Yanzhao slowed down, and what should have been a half-hour drive to Ningda took a full fifty minutes.

As soon as the car stopped, Luo Huai slowly opened her eyes and said, still somewhat confused, "Have we arrived?"

"arrive."

Luo Huai said thank you again, then suddenly remembered the water bottle on the back seat, turned to him and said, "Um, there's a place near our school that collects empty bottles, it's just..."

The place was in a small alley, very winding, and difficult for people who had never been there before to find. After thinking about it, she decided to take him there herself.

Xing Yanzhao raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Not afraid of me anymore?"

"Huh?" Feeling embarrassed that her thoughts had been exposed, Luo Huai pursed her lips and said, "Come with me with the bottle."

Xing Yanzhao carried the bag of bottles and followed her, and they finally arrived after many twists and turns.

As the man was weighing the bottle, Luo Huai's phone rang, and the caller ID read "Brother Yuanzhou".

Every time Pei Yuanzhou calls in the dorm, her roommates tease her, saying, "Hey, your Yuanzhou brother is calling again? Calling three times a day, is he afraid someone will kidnap you?"

She now wants to say that there's no need for help; Pei Yuanzhou personally pushed her out.

The phone rang for a long time before I hung up.

The second one rang out.

Luo Huai knew he couldn't ignore the call; Pei Yuanzhou had said he couldn't not answer it, and if he missed it twice, Pei Yuanzhou would come looking for him before the third time.

She really didn't want to see Pei Yuanzhou.

The call is connected.

"Xiao Huai, Aunt Liu said you have a high fever. How are you now? Which hospital? I'm coming over now."

"I'm going back to school."

"I'll come to the school to find you."

“No need.” Luo Huai frowned. Sometimes she really couldn’t understand Pei Yuanzhou. He clearly didn’t treat her like a sister, yet he always did things that made people wonder.

Her head was throbbing badly again, and she reached up to rub her temples.

"What's wrong?" Xing Yanzhao walked over with a dollar and fifty cents in his hand.

On the phone, Pei Yuanzhou paused for a moment, his voice changing from anxious to angry.

"Luo Huai, which man are you with? Is it the one with the dyed blonde hair?"

Luo Huai was beautiful and well-behaved, and spoke and acted gently and politely. As soon as she entered university, she had many suitors, especially those rebellious boys.

Just as law-abiding people subconsciously admire those who deviate from the norm, conversely, rebellious boys are always attracted to gentle and obedient girls.

Most of those who chase after Luo Huai are like this.

Back then, it was entirely thanks to Pei Yuanzhou's own strength that they managed to block it back.

Luo Huai looked at the "wilderness," where he had only a head of stiff, thick stubble.

"No."

"Who is that?"

"a friend."

"What kind of friends don't I know?"

Pei Yuanzhou's questioning made Luo Huai both angry and upset. She frowned and wanted to ask him what status he had to ask.

Ultimately, I didn't have the courage to ask, and I slammed the phone down.

Xing Yanzhao thought to himself, "The cat's showing its claws."