VROOOOM—
The roaring sound came again. Lin Jiang looked in his rearview mirror and saw several more cars catching up, all of them sports cars.
But after catching up, they all began to slow down.
"It’s like they’re doing this on purpose."
As she spoke, Qin Yangyang took off all the various accessories she was wearing.
Those little trinkets were just for Lin Jiang to see, not for anyone else.
"I’ll go take a look."
He parked the car. The owner of the McLaren P1 got out.
Lin Jiang saw that the driver was none other than Zheng Jianghe, whom he had met earlier that day.
"No wonder they were being so arrogant. It’s him behind the wheel."
"You know him?" Qin Yangyang asked.
"He’s from the CTC Team, a bitter rival of Youyou’s team. We ran into him at the auto show today," Lin Jiang said.
"He wanted to buy this car, but he didn’t have enough money."
"So he’s holding a grudge and came after us?"
"It’s possible." Lin Jiang unbuckled his seatbelt. "You just stay in the car. I’ll go check it out."
"Okay, but don’t get into a fight with them."
"With you here, how could I possibly fight? I’m trying to figure out a way to get them sent to jail."
Opening the door, Lin Jiang got out. Zheng Jianghe walked up to him.
At the same time, the other members of the CTC Team also pulled up, got out of their cars, and surrounded Lin Jiang.
"Didn’t get a good enough look at the auto show? You can take a closer look now. You can even touch it if you want."
"It’s just a car. I didn’t buy it because I didn’t think it was a good deal. You really think I can’t afford it?"
"You consider cost-effectiveness when you buy things? I thought you were like me, buying things based on what you like, not the price."
"Lin Jiang, you should learn to be more low-key. You just bought a car, don’t think you’re so great," Li Wuyang said with a dark expression.
"It’s a one-of-one, limited edition worldwide. I have it, and you don’t. If I can’t even show off with this, what’s the point of me buying it?"
"Talk is cheap. When it comes to cars, the most important thing is skill. If you think you’re so good, let’s race a lap. That’s more effective than any words," said Zheng Jianghe.
"Are you crazy? Street racing in supercars?"
"If you’re scared, just say so. I won’t force you," Zheng Jianghe taunted.
Just as Lin Jiang was about to speak, a game notification appeared.
[A player has issued a challenge. Accept: Yes/No]
[Challenge: Racing]
[Winner’s Reward: 99999 License Plate x1, 500,000 cash]
’This license plate is awesome!’
’A PVP challenge has appeared. I have to accept.’
"Alright, let’s do a lap then. It’s a perfect chance for me to see just how amazing you are," Lin Jiang said.
"If you can catch up to me, I’ll count it as your win."
"Since it’s a race, there should be some stakes, right? The loser has to spray paint their car. You dare?"
"Why wouldn’t I dare? As long as you keep your word," Lin Jiang said.
"Just catching up to me counts as a win for you."
"No problem."
Lin Jiang got back in the car, and Qin Yangyang asked,
"Are you confident you can beat him?"
"Beating him is as easy as drinking water."
Meanwhile, Zheng Jianghe also returned to his car and typed a message into a group chat on his phone:
"You guys follow from behind. After I pass him, I’ll slow down and block all his paths. We’ll have some fun with him."
"It’s a lock!"
On the other side, Lin Jiang pulled his car out and stopped side-by-side with Zheng Jianghe’s.
Li Wuyang stood between the two cars.
"Three, two, one, go!"
The moment he finished speaking, Lin Jiang slammed his foot on the gas.
The engine of the Voice of the Dark Night let out a beastly roar.
Boosted by his Master Level skill, Lin Jiang grasped the perfect timing and shot out first.
Zheng Jianghe followed close behind, with not much of a gap between them.
’The McLaren P1 really lives up to its reputation as a legendary car. Its performance is truly impressive.’
Although the Voice of the Dark Night sold for 126 million, much of that was for the brand and its rarity. In terms of performance, there wasn’t a significant difference.
In a situation like this, it all came down to driving skill!
Slowly, Lin Jiang began to accelerate, widening the distance between him and Zheng Jianghe.
Zheng Jianghe, in his McLaren, was trying to find a way to overtake him, but with little success. Lin Jiang kept him suppressed, not giving him a single chance to pass.
"Hold on to the handle, I’m about to turn."
"Mhm."
Qin Yangyang gripped the handle tightly. The exit ramp was just ahead, and taking it would lead them back to the city.
A glance in the rearview mirror showed Zheng Jianghe and the rest of the CTC Team were all behind them.
Lin Jiang controlled the Voice of the Dark Night, firmly blocking Zheng Jianghe behind him.
At the same time, he controlled his speed, always maintaining a distance of a few meters but never giving him an opportunity to overtake. It was all about psychological torture.
"Hold tight."
"Okay."
Lin Jiang yanked the steering wheel, turning the car onto the ramp. He simultaneously hit the brakes to reduce speed, executing a perfect drift.
Despite the high speed, he made it onto the main road without any real danger.
Meanwhile, Zheng Jianghe was dumbfounded.
He had subconsciously assumed Lin Jiang would continue straight down the highway, and he had been looking for a chance to accelerate and overtake.
He never imagined Lin Jiang would suddenly swerve onto the exit ramp.
He couldn’t react in time, and there was no room for him to make the turn, so he shot straight past it.
"Fuck! So fucking shameless!"
Zheng Jianghe cursed into his walkie-talkie, "Where’s the next exit? I need to turn back."
"Uhh... it’s more than 70 kilometers away..."
Zheng Jianghe: ???
After experiencing the thrilling drift and beating Zheng Jianghe, Qin Yangyang was incredibly excited.
"To think you’d choose to beat him like that. You’re so clever."
"Beating him wasn’t the goal. The goal was to make sure he couldn’t get back."
"Couldn’t get back?"
"After missing this ramp, he’ll have to drive over 70 kilometers before there’s a place to turn around. That’s more than 150 kilometers round trip. Doesn’t he love to drive? Today, he can drive to his heart’s content."
"Hehehe... You’re so wicked. You’re just full of bad ideas."
"I’m just happy to help others. He likes to race, so we’re just letting him have his wish."
"Mhm."
Leisurely, Lin Jiang drove the car back to Century Triumph.
At the same time, a game notification appeared.
[Congratulations, Player, you have defeated the challenger.]
[Reward: 99999 License Plate x1, 500,000 cash]
[License plate registration has been completed. The player may install it directly.]
’Tongzi is so considerate.’
Parking the car in a deserted corner of the underground garage, Lin Jiang looked at Qin Yangyang and asked,
"Are we still taking those ’spicy girl’ style photos?"
"Of course we are. I’ll bring these little things. You find a place with no one around."
Qin Yangyang fiddled with the two small accessories in her hand.
"How are your photography skills? Don’t you dare make me look ugly."
"My photography skills are even better than my card-playing skills. Just you wait and see."
"Yeah, right. Keep bragging."
「About half an hour later.」
When she saw the photos Lin Jiang had taken of her, Qin Yangyang was completely stunned.
"Your photography skills are actually this good?"
"I already told you, they’re better than my card-playing skills."
"When you have time later, you can take more photos for me in other styles."
"Glamour shots, boudoir photos, that sort of thing... I can do that too."
"Hehe, I can satisfy you on that."
Admiring her beautiful photos, the two of them went home together.
There was a package at the door. From its shape, he knew it was the license plate.
But Qin Yangyang’s expression was a little unnatural.
"What did you buy now?"
’What’s in this package?’
’He didn’t buy some other weird thing to torture me with, did he?’
’What’s this long, rectangular thing? It’s not a spanking paddle, is it?’
’That bad guy!’
’Huh?’
Listening to Qin Yangyang’s inner thoughts, Lin Jiang hadn’t expected her mind to go there.
’But judging from her thoughts, she seems a little expectant.’
"Take a guess."
"I’m not guessing. I’ll find out in a minute."
Seeming a little impatient, Qin Yangyang went inside first, found a fruit knife, and started opening the package.
’What if it really is a spanking paddle?’
’Will I even be able to sit on a chair tomorrow?’
’Whatever, I’ll just see what it looks like first.’
"You go change first, I’ll help open it," Qin Yangyang said with a straight face.
"Alright."
Lin Jiang stood to the side changing his clothes while Qin Yangyang crouched down to open the package.
’Oh, so it’s a license plate!’
"You actually managed to get such a good license plate?"
"Got lucky. But judging by your expression, you seem a little disappointed."
"Disappointed? Am I? What would I be disappointed about?"
"Did you think I’d bought a new toy, and you were disappointed when you opened it and found out it wasn’t?"
Her heart raced as Lin Jiang hit the nail on the head.
"Of course not, I don’t like that stuff."
"Is that so? But a certain someone seems to have a thing for the Flash Strike Staff..."
"Don’t say it!"
Qin Yangyang immediately rushed forward and covered Lin Jiang’s mouth, afraid he would say something else embarrassing.
Lin Jiang just smiled and swept her up in a princess carry.
"Time for a bath."
"You go first. I’ll help tidy up the house."
"It’s no fun to bathe alone. Let’s go together."
With that, Lin Jiang carried Qin Yangyang into the bathroom, and their evening story began.
Because they had a perfect date in the afternoon, Qin Yangyang was in particularly high spirits that night.
Most of the time, she took the lead, saving Lin Jiang a lot of effort.
They even had a round by the window.
The next morning, when Lin Jiang woke up, Qin Yangyang was, as usual, no longer beside him. She had already gotten up early and left for work.
Lin Jiang found that top students like her seemed to function without sleep, freeing up more time for other things.
They had been at it until past one in the morning, yet she still had the energy to get up early for work. She was truly something else.
On his phone, there were messages from Qin Yangyang and Zhao Fangfei.
Qin Yangyang’s message reminded him to eat breakfast.
Zhao Fangfei: "Darling, I miss you..."
Lin Jiang: "Where do you miss me? Be specific."
Zhao Fangfei: "My heart misses you, and... that place misses you too..."
Lin Jiang: "Then come over. I want to see just how much ’she’ misses me."
Zhao Fangfei: "Aiya... I’m at work right now. Don’t tease me, or I won’t be able to get any work done."
Zhao Fangfei: "Darling, are you free tonight? Want to come over to my place for dinner? I’ll cook for you."
Lin Jiang: "We’ll see. Let’s talk tonight. I’m not sure if I’ll have time."
Zhao Fangfei: "Mhm, I’ll call you tonight."
RING RING RING—
Before he could even send a reply, Lu Chongyi called.
"Buddy, I heard you totally played Zheng Jianghe yesterday? That’s awesome, haha..."
"I wouldn’t say I played him. His skills were just inferior. The loser has to graffiti their car with spray paint. Go remind him to honor the bet."
"No problem. Are you free tonight? Want to grab dinner together?"
"Probably not today. How about tomorrow? You guys have a race then, right?"
"It’s a date, then."
"Yeah."
After hanging up with Lu Chongyi, Lin Jiang got up, stretched a bit, and called Li Yueting.
He hadn’t called her since handing her over to Shen Qingqiu, so he had no idea if she was adjusting well.
"Bro..."
The call connected. Li Yueting sounded listless, like a frost-bitten eggplant.
He glanced at his watch. It was already past ten in the morning.
Given Li Yueting’s habit of sleeping in, it would be normal for her to still be in bed at this hour.
"Still sleeping?"
"No, I got up at six to study." Li Yueting wailed dramatically,
"I finally understand what ’a mantis trying to stop a chariot’ means! Why did I overestimate myself and try to take on Jiaoda? I’m not worthy!"
Li Yueting was in no mood to bicker with Lin Jiang. She felt like she was about to shatter.
"Teacher Shen just keeps teaching, and I just keep studying. I don’t even have time to go to your shop for noodles anymore."
"Can’t take it anymore?"
"I can still hold on, but I need an iced Americano to keep me alive. Library, room 401."
"Wait for me."
After hanging up with Li Yueting, Lin Jiang drove to Jiaoda.
BZZZT BZZZT—
A message from Xu Yingjun came in.
Xu Yingjun: "Brother Jiang, are you coming?"
Lin Jiang: "Yeah. What do you want to drink?"
Xu Yingjun: "Hehe, an iced Americano for me too."
Lin Jiang didn’t reply. He drove to Jiaoda, bought two iced Americanos and some desserts, and headed straight for the library to deliver them.
’Which department is that upperclassman from? He’s so handsome.’
’He’s way more handsome than Cheng Shukai.’
’Is he buying that iced Americano for his girlfriend? I knew all the handsome guys were taken.’
Ignoring their inner thoughts, Lin Jiang walked straight toward the stairwell.
"Lin Jiang?"

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