She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

From the back seat came Zhou Yufan's suppressed vomiting sounds, as if he was about to vomit up his internal organs. The smell of alcohol rushed out through the half-open car window, choking Wen Yang and making her unconsciously turn her head away.

The taxi driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. At this moment, his face, roughened by life, turned a deep liver color with anger.

He stood beside the car, looking at the mess on the back seat, his eyes glaring at Wen Yang as if they were spitting fire: "Little girl, look at yourself! I just changed the seat covers!"

He pointed at the car, his tone full of accusation, "This stuff smells awful, you can't wash it off! Five hundred yuan is cheap for you, if it were anyone else, I'd ask for at least a thousand!"

Wen Yang took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in her heart.

She knew it was wrong for Zhou Yufan to vomit on the car, but the driver's exorbitant demands were going too far.

She walked to the back window and, in the dim light of the streetlamp, peered at the filth.

Vomit splattered on the white cotton seats, creating a disgusting mess, and the air reeked of alcohol, which was truly unpleasant.

"Sir, I know it was wrong of us to dirty your car, we will definitely compensate you."

Wen Yang tried to keep her tone calm, "But five hundred yuan is really too much. Look, this is just some vomit. Taking it to a car wash to clean it will only cost a hundred yuan at most. Even if this is a new car seat cover, replacing it won't cost five hundred yuan."

"What do you know!"

The driver retorted defiantly, spittle flying from his mouth as he spoke, "This is a commercial vehicle. You've ruined my business all night, and this little bit of money isn't even enough to compensate me for my lost wages! Not a penny less today, or you're not leaving!"

As he spoke, he deliberately reached out to block Wen Yang's way, looking as if he wouldn't give up until he got the money.

Wen Yang was so angry that her face turned white.

She looked down at Zhou Yufan, who was slumped in the back seat. His brows were furrowed, and he was muttering something intermittently. He was probably too drunk to know what was happening outside.

Wen Yang felt a wave of helplessness. Her senior usually seemed quite composed, so how could he become like this after drinking too much?

"Master, can't you be reasonable?"

Wen Yang patiently continued arguing with the driver, "We didn't do it on purpose. Your exorbitant price is pure extortion!"

"Extortion? I'm extorting you?"

The driver seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, raising his voice even higher, "You're the ones who dirtied my car and affected my business. How is asking for a cleaning fee considered extortion? Let me tell you, you have to pay me today, whether you like it or not! Otherwise, I'm calling the police right now and letting them settle this!"

Wen Yang was speechless, choked by his unreasonable words.

She took out her phone, and the screen showed that the battery was almost gone, which made her even more irritable.

She initially considered calling the police, but then she thought that calling the police would definitely waste a lot of time, and Zhou Yufan was in such a state that he couldn't withstand any more trouble.

Moreover, she needed to find a way to contact Fang Li as soon as possible, wondering how Fang Li was doing.

Just as Wen Yang was in a dilemma, a deep engine sound came from afar.

A black van slowly pulled up next to the taxi, and the window rolled down, revealing a strikingly handsome face.

It's Jing Sen.

Although there weren't many people on the streets of Kuncheng at night, it was still possible that someone might see them.

Therefore, when the window was opened, Sen was already wearing a mask. The black mask covered most of his face, only revealing a pair of deep eyes.

His gaze swept calmly over the chaotic scene before him.

Immediately afterwards, the electric door opened. Push

Jing Sen got out of the car, wearing a simple black T-shirt and jeans, but his star aura was still undeniable.

He walked up to Wen Yang, his voice carrying a barely perceptible gentleness: "Wen Yang, what happened?"

When Wen Yang saw Jing Sen, it was as if she had seen a savior. She quickly recounted what had happened, her tone full of grievance and helplessness: "Brother Jing Sen, look at this situation. It's not that I'm unwilling to pay the 500 yuan cleaning fee, but the main problem is that the driver isn't taking us anymore. What are we supposed to do if he takes the money and leaves us here?"

Jing Sen followed Wen Yang's gaze to the back seat of the taxi, glanced at Zhou Yufan who was still in a drunken stupor, and a complex emotion that was hard to detect flashed in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but gave his assistant behind him a look.

Then he went over personally, pulled Zhou Yufan out of the back seat, and helped him by putting his arm around his shoulder.

The assistant understood, took out five hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to the taxi driver, his tone calm but with an unquestionable authority: "Here's the money, drive away now."

The taxi driver took the money, glanced at Jing Sen and his group, then at Wen Yang. Although he was still somewhat unwilling, he didn't dare to say anything more. He muttered a few words and then started the car and drove away.

After glancing at the still-drunk Zhou Yufan, Jing Sen said to Wen Yang, "I'm just heading back to the hotel anyway, so I'll give you a ride back."

Wen Yang was about to agree, since it was so late and it wouldn't be easy to call a car again.

But when she saw Zhou Yufan leaning against Jing Sen with his head turned to the side, a thought suddenly struck her.

Zhou Yufan has always had a crush on Jing Sen, but he has never dared to say it. If this opportunity allows them to be alone together, it might be a good chance.

Wen Yang's heart stirred slightly, and she suddenly refused, "No, Brother Jingsen, thank you for your kindness. I have to go see a friend, so I won't trouble you. You can just help take Zhou Yufan back, and I'll go back by myself later."

Jing Sen paused for a moment, seemingly surprised, but didn't think much of it and simply nodded: "Alright then, take care of yourself."

After saying that, he helped Zhou Yufan walk towards his nanny car.

Wen Yang watched them get into the car, and only after the van slowly drove away did she raise an eyebrow.

Senior, you'd better thank me properly when you wake up tomorrow for creating such a great opportunity for you.

Wen Yang looked away and was about to call another car when her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID; it was Han Xi.

Wen Yang's heart skipped a beat. She wondered why Han Xi was calling at this time. Did he know about Fang Li's situation?

She took a deep breath, answered the phone, and tried to make her tone sound calm: "Hello, Mr. Han."

"Wen Yang, where's Fang Li?"

Han Xi's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of barely perceptible anxiety and exhaustion.

Wen Yang's heart jumped into her throat. She didn't dare to say that Fang Li and Lu Jie were together, so she could only vaguely say, "Fang Li, Fang Li should be asleep by now. She's probably too tired today."

Han Xi was silent for a few seconds, then didn't press further, simply saying, "I understand."