Liu Ruyan Falls Into a Trap

Lu Fan lounged leisurely in the passenger seat of the supercar. It looked cool as hell, but the space was too cramped. Even with his height barely over five foot seven, he found it crowded.

Young Master Feng kept glancing nervously at the passenger seat from time to time, terrified that this guy would casually point a finger at him again.

Last time, the eight brothers had gone to block Lu Fan over a girl, only to be dealt with by a single finger from him.

Even now, recalling that uncontrollable explosive diarrhea made Young Master Feng's legs go weak.

Seeing that Lu Fan had no intention of messing with him, Young Master Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is this place, Young Master Feng?"

"Uh... Young Master Lu, you don't know? Strictly speaking, this place was opened by your family."

Feng Feixiang shot Lu Fan a strange look. Only now did he sense that something was different. Everyone in the capital knew about the Lu family's idiot, but this guy seemed to have recovered. Just look at those clear eyes—anyone who dared call him an idiot would get a mouthful of phlegm spat in their face by him.

"My family opened it? What's going on?"

Lu Fan sat up blankly as Young Master Feng slowly drove the supercar into a huge plaza.

The plaza was ablaze with lights and bustling with activity. Dozens of flashy supercars that were usually impossible to spot had been lined up here in rows.

Thunderous music blasted in the distance, while some scantily clad girls stood atop the cars, wildly swaying their bodies.

The sight alone set one's blood racing. It was clearly a playground where the rich young masters of the capital burned money.

"Young Master Lu, this resort club was actually opened by your family. Back when your father was still around, he owned part of the shares. Those shares should have gone to you, but now..."

Young Master Feng did not need to finish. Lu Fan understood. Most likely, the owner here had tricked those shares out of his hands and transferred them under his own name.

Yet Lu Fan could not find any memory of this. It had probably been too long, and he had forgotten.

"Forget it. This isn't the time to think about that. Let's deal with Big Bun Liu first."

Lu Fan had already spotted the graceful figure standing beside the bright red Ferrari in the distance. Even among this circle of wealthy elites, Liu Ruyan's beauty was unquestionably exceptional.

Watching Lu Fan push open the car door and leave, Young Master Feng finally let go of the worry weighing on his heart.

He was truly afraid of Lu Fan down to his bones now. He had no idea what kind of wicked ability that guy possessed—one casual finger, and people would suffer uncontrollable explosive diarrhea, the kind that emptied their stomachs and intestines in one go.

The key was that it did not care about the occasion. If Lu Fan pulled that on him at some high-end gathering, Young Master Feng could already imagine the spectacular scene.

"Fuck, I'm going to avoid this guy for the rest of my life whenever I see him!"

The moment Liu Ruyan saw Lu Fan arrive, the tension on her face instantly eased.

Lu Fan seemed more and more mysterious to her now. It felt as though there was nothing he could not handle.

And with the relationship between them now, Liu Ruyan's heart was completely tied to his.

"Tell me what happened."

Lu Fan walked over to Liu Ruyan, leaned against her Ferrari, wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and buried his face in her hair, taking two deep breaths.

A tempting body fragrance mixed with the scent of expensive perfume rushed into his nose. Lu Fan narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

"Lu Fan, don't... There are so many people watching."

Liu Ruyan awkwardly looked around. She knew most of the people here, and sure enough, quite a few strange looks were directed their way.

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"What the hell are you afraid of? It's not like I'm taking you right here on the spot. What are you so nervous about? Hurry up and quit the nonsense."

Lu Fan turned and scanned the area, only to spot several familiar faces.

The moment Zhu Yiqun saw him, he acted like a mouse seeing a cat, fleeing as far away as possible. Still, Lu Fan caught sight of that familiar back.

"I had dinner with two friends tonight, and then they dragged me here to have some fun."

"Then I ran into your cousin Lu Ming here. He... he found out about my relationship with you. He called me a slut and a whore. I couldn't take it and argued with him for a few sentences. Then he provoked me with a few words, and I lost my head and signed a racing wager."

"Lu Ming?"

Lu Fan's expression turned cold. His gaze swept across the crowd, and he indeed spotted a familiar face.

Lu Ming was his cousin and the owner of this resort. Lu Fan instantly understood what had happened.

So Liu Ruyan had suffered this undeserved disaster because of him. The root cause of everything was still himself.

Surrounded by the crowd, Lu Ming stared at Lu Fan with cold eyes, a sneer appearing on his face.

Their eyes met, and sparks of hatred flew. In an instant, countless memories of being bullied and deceived flooded into his mind.

Lu Fan almost immediately recalled many past experiences, all of them involving Lu Ming bullying him.

"Lu Fan, I was furious at the time. He not only insulted me horribly, but dragged you into it too. I got so worked up that he provoked me into losing my mind."

"The wager we signed was to race two laps on the mountain circuit. The loser gives their car to the other person."

"Betting cars? You went that far?"

Lu Fan stared blankly at Liu Ruyan in his arms. She had obviously fallen into their trap. Lu Ming owned the resort and ran this track every day—how could Liu Ruyan, an amateur, compare to him?

"Lu Fan, how about I just refuse to honor it and we leave? I don't believe he can do anything to a girl like me."

Seeing Lu Fan's shifting expression, Liu Ruyan thought he was angry over her impulsiveness.

"Why back out? It's not like I can't afford this little bit of money. But..."

Lu Fan's mind spun rapidly, and a vicious plan took shape in his heart.

Just then, Lu Ming walked over with a group of young men and women. Lu Ming looked somewhat similar to Lu Fan; after all, they were blood-related cousins from the same family line.

"Well, well, isn't this my cousin Lu Fan, the number one idiot in the capital? How did an idiot like you end up on my turf today?"

"I remember our resort club is members-only. You're not a member here. Don't tell me you crawled in through some dog hole?"

"Ha ha ha..."

The group of young people behind Lu Ming laughed at Lu Fan. Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, his arm around Liu Ruyan tightening into a hard grip. He wanted nothing more than to point a finger at that bastard right now.

But for the sake of his vicious plan, he still forcefully restrained his emotions.

"Lu Ming, you still have the nerve to mention club membership in front of me?"

"When this resort club was being built, my father was a major shareholder. You, you despicable bastard, tricked the shares he left me into your own name. That's how you got your current glory."

"Tch. Just because you, an idiot, say so doesn't make it true. I'm the legal representative here now."

"I don't have time to trade insults with you. Have your woman race me. The loser transfers her car into the other person's name. I have a team of lawyers here, and we can handle the paperwork anytime."