Chapter 30: Face Slapping Warning

“…”

The air hung nonetheless for a second, and Zuo Qingya’s laughter abruptly ceased.

Si Fuqing paused, equally bowled over.

She leaned barely ahead, bringing her gaze degree with the person contained in the automotive. “You’ve got modified vehicles?” n-(0vELB1n

Although this car belonged to a world-renowned model and appeared fairly putting, it paled compared to the one crafted by the Mo household.

“Mmmm,” Yu Xiheng replied, his tone unhurried as he propped his head up to have a look at her. “I’ve the cash.”

Si Fuqing: “…”

Rattling it!

That unscrupulous, crafty boss did this on goal!

She glared at him for a number of seconds earlier than lastly opening the automotive door and sliding inside.

Onlookers noticed the automotive pace off as soon as once more, this time leaving not even a hint of exhaust fumes in its wake.

Zuo Xianyu’s fingers tightened, her nails unwittingly digging into her palm.

Yu Yao watched in silence because the sports activities automotive vanished on the finish of the road.

“Did I see that proper?” stuttered a younger man. “That is the brand new MS restricted version automotive, solely ten on the earth.”

Such unique vehicles had been by no means bought on the open market; they had been reserved upfront.

He had seen it on the official web site.

On the time, he lamented to Yu Yao that they may solely admire it from afar.

Who would have thought that somebody would arrive in that very automotive to choose up Si Fuqing?

Who?

The younger man’s face flushed with awkward embarrassment. “Miss Xianyu, whose automotive is that?”

Yu Yao additionally glanced over.

Dealing with Yu Yao, Zuo Xianyu’s expression softened significantly. She nodded, “A automotive got here for her a number of days in the past as effectively. Have to be somebody from the leisure circle.”

Everybody current was astute sufficient to learn between the strains.

Si Fuqing had no energy, no affect, and positively no cash to afford such a automotive.

A number of sugar daddies—it was fairly a large number.

Listening to Zuo Xianyu say this, the inexplicable knot in Yu Yao’s coronary heart untangled.

He withdrew his gaze, his expression detached. “Let’s go.”

What did Si Fuqing’s self-debasement should do with him?

**

Contained in the automotive.

“The automotive as we speak truly seems the half.” Si Fuqing clapped her arms. “Sansan, you’ve got executed effectively.”

Feng San’s hand, gripping the steering wheel, trembled. He accepted the praise with a responsible conscience. “Miss Si, you are too variety.”

The street was slim, and he had initially deliberate to make a U-turn up forward. Then he heard his Brother 9 utter two phrases—

Pace.

So, in his haste, he had merely shifted into reverse.

Upon listening to Si Fuqing’s remark, Yu Xiheng seemed up. His eyes lingered on her hair earlier than he leaned over and brushed it gently along with his fingertips.

His contact was cool, but his palm was heat.

That fleeting contact appeared to resonate along with her very soul, like a delicate strum on a heartstring.

Amidst the enveloping scent of moonlit osmanthus, Si Fuqing noticed a fallen leaf in Yu Xiheng’s hand.

She had no concept when it had landed on her head.

“Boss is the very best,” Si Fuqing gave him one other thumbs-up. “You are superb. However do you’ve got OCD?”

Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows twitched.

“Miss Si, Brother 9 and I watched your present,” Feng San interjected promptly, his tone flat. “You are actually spectacular. Will we see your college students within the subsequent episode?”

“No,” Si Fuqing’s expression turned stoic instantly. “I hope nobody picks me. I need to be a lazy fish, basking my stomach within the solar all day.”

Feng San: “…”

He actually should not have gotten his hopes up.

The automotive continued on its path, finally reaching a significant street.

A number of minutes later, Si Fuqing all of a sudden spoke. “Wait, pull over—”

Feng San instinctively checked out Yu Xiheng via the rearview mirror.

Yu Xiheng commanded, “Cease.”

Feng San instantly pulled over.

Earlier than he might ask what Si Fuqing supposed to do, he noticed her hop out of the automotive cheerfully, dart throughout the road to purchase a skewer of candied hawthorn, after which return to the car.

For the primary time, a touch of helplessness graced Yu Xiheng’s face. He sighed softly, “Strive to not get it in your garments.”

“Don’t fret.” Si Fuqing took a chew of the hawthorn. “If it will get soiled, I will wash it. It’s going to be spotless, I promise.”

“Mhmm,” Yu Xiheng murmured, closing his eyes and leaning again towards the seat to relaxation.

His profile basked within the delicate, golden daylight, resembling white jade tinged with amber.

Si Fuqing watched him as she ate, completely fascinated.

Feng San felt a bit misplaced.

Miss Si wasn’t afraid of his Brother 9, and his Brother 9 appeared to be unusually indulgent towards her.

Yu Xiheng was not a person of many phrases, at all times sparing in his speech.

Through the years, probably the most frequent sentence Feng San had heard from him was—

Is that this the way you carry out your duties as a bodyguard?

Listening to these phrases at all times gave Feng San the identical sinking feeling he had when his mom used to name him by his full identify.

Unable to know, Feng San selected to give attention to driving.

**

Elsewhere.

“Youth With You” Coaching Base.

The second episode had concluded, and the trainees’ rankings had undergone corresponding adjustments.

Lu Yan and Xie Yu remained firmly within the first and second positions. Lu Yan had even surpassed Xie Yu by over ten million votes.

Nevertheless, statistics within the backend revealed that Xie Yu truly had extra votes.

His followers had been fully unaware that Xie Yu’s votes had been being suppressed.

In the meantime, Mu Ye had fallen out of the highest twenty altogether.

Until Tianle Media stepped in to assist him later, Mu Ye had primarily misplaced his probability at debuting.

Even he hadn’t anticipated to stumble so drastically.

At that second, the trainees had been filling out registration kinds for sophistication assignments of their dorms.

“Brother Xie, who’re you planning to choose?” Xu Xiyun appeared troubled. “I am not good at both vocals or dance. Irrespective of who I decide, I will get eradicated, proper?”

“Your singing does want enchancment,” Xie Yu took the shape, “however your dancing has gotten lots higher just lately.”

Xu Xiyun scratched his head, “I assume I simply had a sudden breakthrough.”

It puzzled him.

Si Fuqing hadn’t given him a lot steering. How had he all of a sudden mastered all of it?

As Xu Xiyun contemplated, Xie Yu had already picked up a pen and written down a reputation.

“Brother Xie, who did you select?” Xu Xiyun leaned over. “Instructor Lin?”

Xie Yu was often called the “King of Stage.”

A solo dance video of his had garnered over twenty million views.

Selecting the dance group would profit him probably the most.

Xie Yu folded the shape, nonchalantly saying, “You will discover out.”

“Overlook it, I am selecting Si Fuqing,” Xu Xiyun decisively started to jot down. “Brother Xie, snicker all you need, however I believe she’s superb. She’s undoubtedly hiding her true abilities!”

He had no plans to debut anyway, however he did not need to depart with regrets.

Xie Yu raised an eyebrow.

After finishing the kinds, Xu Xiyun and Xie Yu handed them over to the workers.

Quickly, the kinds had been delivered to the mentors’ room.

Lin Qingyan acquired a stack of kinds belonging to her.

A conservative estimate would recommend she had at the least forty.

With 101 trainees in complete and every instructor deciding on a most of twenty-five.

It meant many trainees can be eradicated.

“Instructor Lin, Xie Yu is an all-rounder however appears to excel extra in dance,” mentioned the vocal mentor. “He should’ve picked you, proper? You’ve got bought fairly a thick stack of kinds there.”

Lin Qingyan smiled, “After all, Xie Yu’s stage presence is explosive.”

Who else would he select if not her? Si Fuqing, who had no abilities in singing or dancing?

She would decide the leftovers, solely then wouldn’t it be Si Fuqing’s flip.

With that thought, Lin Qingyan picked up a pen and started flipping via the registration kinds.