C9

Lin Ange came out of the hotel and drove his Porsche towards the Helan family's mausoleum garden.

Two bouquets of flowers were placed on the back seat.

A bouquet of holy carnations, a bouquet of white flowers.

Halfway there.

He found a black Maybach that had been following him. The license plate was cloud: 88888.

He didn't even look at the car. Just by looking at the license plate, he knew that the owner of the car must be someone with power in Yunjing.

Lin Ange only thought that he was driving too fast, blocking the other party's path. He gradually slowed down his speed.

After all, she had just returned to Yun Jing.

But as soon as she slowed down, the black Maybach sped up and the horizontal bar stopped her in front of her car.

Lin Ange quickly stepped on the brakes and stopped half a meter away from Maybach.

Slow down, the two cars crashed into each other.

She originally wanted to endure it, but now she felt an unspeakable anger rising in her heart. She stopped the car, opened the door, and got out of the car.

She stepped forward, the breeze stirring her skirt, revealing the pink butterflies at her left ankle.

Bang bang bang.

She knocked on the window of the cab, her small, taut face covered with a glow of anger.

Before the windows in front had even rolled down, the rear window slightly rolled open, revealing a proud and reserved face.

Earthwing Ascending?

Lin Ange frowned slightly. She wanted to turn around and leave, but it was already too late. He could only bite the bullet and roll the corner of his lips.

"Uncle, so it's you?"

"Get in."

Lu Yi's face was cold as he spat out these two words.

Lin Ange cursed himself secretly. He shouldn't have acted on impulse. What was he supposed to do after getting off the car?

This man was something that shouldn't be provoked.

Right now, they should stay far away from him.

"Uncle, I still have things to do. How about we make an appointment another day?"

Lin Ange smiled, his hands clasped together in a very sincere manner.

"Get in!"

Lu Yi's thin lips moved. His cold eyes seemed to glance at her for some reason as he repeated himself.

His tone was even colder and harsher.

The corner of Lin Ange's mouth turned stiff as he thought in his heart.

It seemed like he wouldn't be able to hide today.

After taking two deep breaths, the pear blossom, a faint smile on her pretty face, she opened the back door and got in.

The curtains between the cockpit and the back seat had been drawn down, and the enclosed space was filled with cold air.

Lin put her body close to the door and stayed as far away from the ground as possible.

Clasping his hands together, he licked his lips that had intentionally turned pale, and smiled with a face full of smiles.

"Uncle, today, I am truly sorry, I …"

"Another accident?"

Lu Yiyao sat there lazily and arrogantly with his legs crossed as he looked at her.

The deep and chilly voice caused her scalp to feel a little numb. She pursed her lips and spoke in a crisp and clear voice.

"What a surprise."

"…" Far off in the distance.

Seeing that he did not make a sound, Lin Ange boldly 'suggested'.

"Little uncle, why don't you give me the clothes. I'll give them back to you after I clean them."

"Alright."

Lu Yi's distant and deep eyes narrowed. His throat was so cold that he squeezed out a single word.

Lin Ange did not expect him to be so easy to talk to.

He smiled and raised his wrist to check the time. Just as he was about to speak, his smile froze and his face turned red.

He turned his head and looked out of the window, and said with shame and anger.

"Little uncle, what are you doing?"

She didn't expect Lu Yiyao to be so methodical as to unbutton his shirt in front of her. The white skin on his collar was already exposed.

The corner of Lu Yi's lips slightly twitched, but his face still remained calm. Looking at her flawless side profile, one button after another was slowly undone.

Even though Lin Ange turned his head to the side, he could still clearly hear the sound of him unbuttoning his shirt.

Next, shouldn't he...

She reached for the door in a flurry and tried to open it, but it didn't open.

Presumably, it was locked.

"Little uncle, it's better if you buckle up your clothes. Be careful not to catch a cold …"

Although Lin Ange was a little scared, he still forced himself to smile and speak.

Lu Yiyao didn't make a sound.

The air suddenly quieted down.

Lin Ange's heart thumped wildly as he thought, "If he pounced on me later, what should I do?"

Kick me?

Or bite his ear?

After waiting for two seconds, there was no sign of movement. He could not help but raise his eyebrows and take a look.

Lu Yiyao had already unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his perfect upper body to her. Broad Pacific shoulders, strong eight abdominal muscles, and a narrow waist.

Unexpectedly, his figure was still so good.

Lin Ange's charming little face blushed even more uncomfortably. Her white swan neck was completely red, and her ears were about to drip blood.

She looked away in panic and looked out the window.

Lu Yiyao took off his shirt and threw it horizontally at her. It landed right on top of her head, blocking her red-hot face as well as her line of sight.

His shirt smelled of his own mint, light and pleasant.

Lin Ange slowly pulled his shirt apart and held it in his hand, still not daring to look at him.

Lu Yi looked at her embarrassed appearance. A playful smile was revealed on his face as he pulled on his thin lips.

"Be careful."

"Oh. "Sure, sure."

Lin Ange answered out of reflex. His grip on his shirt loosened up a little, as if he was afraid of messing with it.

She heard the sound of clothes in her ears again and stole a glance.

Lu Yiyao had already changed into an iron-gray shirt. His slender fingers were earnestly buttoning a button.

So it turned out that he wasn't going to throw himself down just now.

Instead, he changed his clothes.

Lin Ange felt a little awkward, and his cheeks turned even redder.

Even as she fidgeted, Lu Yiyao was already dressed and turned to look at her.

"When did you return?"

"Yesterday."

Lin Ange turned around and looked into his deep eyes. Somehow, he found that those unfathomable black pupils were suffused with a faint, gentle light. They seemed to carry traces of joy and excitement.

Was she mistaken?