After the divorce, the crazy CEO knocked on his ex-wife's door every night.

"I've never seen Miss Shen practice driving!"

Ye Fan gripped the steering wheel firmly and responded without hesitation.

He had indeed never seen Shen Xuan take a driving test, and besides going to the company and going home every day, she seemed to have never been anywhere else.

Li Siyuan frowned, his brows furrowing into a line.

He instinctively got out of the car and strode towards her car.

Shen Xuan had just fastened his seatbelt and was about to start the car when he discovered that someone had already gotten into the passenger seat without his permission.

She paused for a moment, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and looked displeased.

But there was nothing I could do but sit there and watch him fasten his seatbelt.

Shen Xuan said, "I don't have a driver's license. Aren't you worried about riding in my car?"

His arm was draped over the window, his hand gripping the seatbelt tightly, and he said casually, "From the moment I decided to get in your car, I entrusted my life to you. It'll be the same from now on, so go ahead and enjoy it to the fullest."

Shen Xuan stared ahead, forcing a smile, but it looked worse than crying.

Such arrogant and shameless words made her want to teach him a lesson.

She said no more, started the car, and drove onto the main road.

Li Siyuan gripped the handle on the roof of the car tightly with his hands, and stomped his feet hard on the floor.

Although she wasn't driving fast now, he still felt extremely nervous thinking about how she had driven before, speeding recklessly out of control.

After thinking it over, he turned to look at her and said somewhat uneasily, "Shen Xuan, how about we stop and let me drive?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xuan slammed on the gas pedal.

Compared to his luxury car, this small car was already making his heart race at this speed.

"Shen Xuan, are you crazy? Slow down, it's dangerous."

"Didn't Young Master Lu just say that he was entrusting his life to me and that I could do whatever I wanted with him? Is he going back on his word now? If he's going to back out, then he can get out of the car."

He gripped the handrail tightly, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead from nervousness.

He only began to relax a little as the car slowly slowed down in front of the traffic light.

He thought to himself, "So this is how this woman got back at him," and felt a little uneasy.

After the car came to a smooth stop on the side of the road, he suddenly opened the car door, intending to pull her out of the driver's seat and drive himself.

But then, Shen Xuan quickly locked the car door.

She stepped on the gas and drove off in the instant he was stunned.

Now he fully understands that he was completely played by this woman and was humiliated in front of so many people, left standing on the roadside.

Shen Xuan drove the car to the front gate of the Shen family and stopped it.

There seemed to be no one inside the villa; Shen Feiyan was probably not there.

The courtyard was quiet and, as always, unusually deserted.

Shen Feiyan's computer was on the coffee table, but Shen Xuan had no interest in looking at her belongings or personal information.

After putting down my backpack, I still called Shen Feiyan to find out where she had gone off to cause trouble.

However, no one answered the phone after a long time, which made Shen Xuan very angry.

I glanced at the computer on the table instinctively, but finally decided to turn it on.

Her QQ and WeChat accounts were displayed on the screen.

Upon opening it, I received a new message pop-up notification.

Her gaze fell on the text at the bottom of the screen.

That was a message from her father, and it showed as read.

Shen Xuan clicked in with a bit of curiosity to check, and all she saw was a few simple words from her father: "Your sister didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Shen Feiyan replied, "No, she doesn't know that you asked me to come back. Dad, don't worry, I'll find an opportunity to have a good talk with her in a few days and get her to accept you and help you return to the Shen family."

Shen Xuan glanced at it casually and then left the page, showing no interest in the conversation between the father and daughter.

But when I thought about the hidden meaning behind the word "difficult", a pang of sadness welled up in my heart.

This attitude, which conveyed a clear intention to distance herself from her, made her feel increasingly estranged from her younger sister.

She opened the most recent WeChat message.

This WeChat account has neither a profile picture nor a name, but it mentions a person named Lu Shuli.

The earliest message she received was when she had just returned to China; it contained his name and phone number.

After writing down the number, Shen Xuan shut down the computer and dialed it directly.

The call was answered quickly, and she asked directly, "Is Shen Feiyan there?"

"She's here, are you looking for her?" the other person asked in return.

"Have her call me back."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before a reply came: "Is this Miss Shen? Your sister is drunk right now and probably can't call you back. I'm almost at your house now; she's sleeping in my car. Get ready to greet her."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xuan instantly jumped up from the sofa, rushed to the door, looked at the dark outside, and anxiously asked, "What happened to my sister?"

"Don't say that. She's your family after all. How could I possibly do anything to her? Besides, she got drunk at the party on her own, and it was her classmate who called me for help. How could I ignore her when I saw that situation?"

Before the other person could finish speaking, Shen Xuan had already hung up the phone, put on her coat, rushed to the front door, and pushed open the iron gate.

Car headlights flashed in the distance, and the car slowly came to a stop in front of them. The person rolled down the window.

Shen Xuan walked over to her younger sister in the back seat, patted her cheek, and called out, "Feiyan, wake up!"

Shen Feiyan mumbled something under her breath, her face flushed, still fast asleep.

Shen Xuan, unable to contain her anger, grabbed her hand and made her stand up. At that moment, the driver next to them also got out of the car.

"Do you need help carrying it inside?" he asked casually, leaning against the hood of the car as he lit a cigarette.

She glanced at the man, a hint of weariness flashing in her eyes, and simply replied, "No need."

Upon hearing the refusal, Lu Shuli nodded silently, watched the two sisters enter the room, and then threw away her cigarette butt and left.

They were already very dissatisfied with the act of settling the person into bed.

Every time I have to owe someone a favor because of that family relationship, my younger sister keeps causing trouble.

Realizing that all of this was because she wanted to see her parents, she didn't want to get involved in the matter any further.

I was about to send my father a text message to complain, but then I changed my mind.

Just then, the doorbell rang downstairs, and she reluctantly closed the door and went downstairs.

Upon opening the door, I saw a very repulsive person standing there.

Instinctively, he wanted to close the door and refuse entry, but it was too late to stop the intruder.

She knew that this offense would surely make the other party hold a grudge, and that their visit was nothing more than an attempt to cause trouble.

I've long since become numb to this, but at least I can get a little revenge, so it's not too bad.

"What exactly do you want? You're not welcome here. Please make yourself at home and leave."

She led the way with her arms crossed and a calm expression, casually leaning against a sofa and waiting for the other party to respond.

Her long, wavy hair gently cascaded over one shoulder, while the other side of her face was clearly visible. A small pearl earring on her ear added a touch of gentleness to her beauty.

After entering the room, Li Siyuan walked over and casually sat down on the sofa in the living room.