Some People Are Born Lucky, While Others Are Destined for Loneliness

Sometimes, even Huo Jinnian found himself wondering how such an adorable little brother had ended up with such a mouth.

The moment he heard Huo Hongbao say that, Huo Jinnian's vision went dark.

Great. Loose lips.

Looks like he was about to get beaten again.

Sure enough, in the next instant, Lu Chengze, who had just been all lovey-dovey with Bai Jin in his arms, darted over to Huo Hongbao and smacked him on the head.

"You brat, I haven't beaten you in a while and your skin's itching again, huh?"

"Ow! That hurts! Waaah... Don't hit my head—" Huo Hongbao was not the type to stay put when he got hit.

Over the years, he had either been beaten by his brother or thrashed by Fifth Master. His body had long developed an instinctive response.

When Lu Chengze's first slap landed, he had not run because he had not reacted in time.

But when he saw Lu Chengze about to hit him again, Huo Hongbao immediately turned into a whimpering little pest, circling around his brother with Bai Jin as the radius, hovering between the two of them.

Huo Hongbao was no fool.

He might have been heartbroken that his treasure boy had been snatched away first.

But his ability to read the room was top-notch.

He had clearly seen that Fifth Master had been the one to take the initiative and hug him first.

What did that mean?

It meant this treasure boy suited Fifth Master's tastes perfectly. With the temperament of a man as wild as Fifth Master, once he liked someone, he would protect them without limits.

If he accidentally hit the treasure boy while beating him up, he would be too busy feeling sorry for him. Would he still have the mind to beat Huo Hongbao?

And his brother was his actual brother, after all. Would he really just watch Fifth Master beat him flat?

So Huo Hongbao kept dodging and weaving, refusing to stray from Bai Jin and Huo Jinnian's sides.

After chasing him around twice, Lu Chengze stopped.

"You brat, just wait." Lu Chengze stopped, then irritably draped his arm around Bai Jin's shoulders again.

Huo Hongbao grinned cheekily. "Hehe! Fifth Master, I was wrong. Don't be mad."

Bai Jin watched the Huo Family's second young master clown around and found it amusing. With such a simple, innocent nature, he must have been exceptionally well protected by his family.

As he watched, he could not help feeling a little envious.

Some people were born lucky.

And some were destined for loneliness from the moment they were born.

The first time Bai Jin saw Huo Hongbao, he had felt especially fond of this carefree kid.

After thinking it over, Bai Jin lowered his eyes, tugged at Lu Chengze's sleeve, and said softly, "Fifth Master, I won the race tonight, so I got prize money. How about I treat you all to a late-night meal?"

Since Lu Chengze had returned, his whereabouts tonight had already been exposed.

He might as well be open about it and willingly hand Lu Chengze the leverage, keeping him occupied so he would not have a chance to grow suspicious.

Lu Chengze nodded. "Sure."

He looked at Huo Jinnian and Huo Hongbao. "What do you say? My little one is treating us to a late-night meal. Will you honor him with your presence?"

"Of course!" Before Huo Jinnian could nod, Huo Hongbao sprang into action again. He jumped in front of Bai Jin and grabbed his hand. "Hello, let's get acquainted. My name is Huo Hongbao, and I'm the owner of this private racing club."

"My name is Bai Jin. I'm currently still a student at Medical University." Bai Jin smiled and nodded, letting Huo Hongbao shake his hand as a way of provoking Lu Chengze.

Since they had decided to get a late-night meal, they did not waste any time. The four of them simply left together in Lu Chengze's private car.

As for Bai Jin's motorcycle... he gave the keys to Lu Mu and asked him to ride it home for him.

Lu Jin drove. Lu Chengze pulled Bai Jin into the back seat, and Huo Hongbao slipped in after them, while Huo Jinnian sat in the front passenger seat.

The moment they got into the car, the naturally friendly Huo Hongbao eagerly began asking Bai Jin all sorts of questions. "Bai Jin, your motorcycle is gorgeous. It was custom-made, right?"

Bai Jin nodded. "Yes. I used to live abroad, and I joined a motorcycle gang with some classmates for a while."

Huo Hongbao's eyes shone. "So that's how it is! Motorcycle gangs overseas really are formidable. No wonder your racing skills are so good!"

Bai Jin merely smiled without saying anything.

Huo Hongbao glanced at Lu Chengze, then asked Bai Jin in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Bai Jin, your racing skills are so good. Are you interested in joining my club? Don't worry, the benefits will definitely be generous."

"He's not interested."

Before Bai Jin could answer, Lu Chengze answered for him.

No matter what, Lu Chengze would not let Bai Jin become a professional racer. It was far too dangerous.

Though he had arrived last tonight, he had not missed a single piece of news.

There had been a racing accident at Huo Hongbao's club tonight, and the one who died had been a professional racer competing alongside his little one.

How could Lu Chengze dare let Bai Jin participate?

Even a professional racer had raced himself to death. Though that man had already retired, his skills had to be better than those of an amateur racer, right?

"Fifth Master, I wasn't asking you!" Huo Hongbao puffed up indignantly. "And I was speaking so quietly. How could you hear me?"

Huo Jinnian turned around and looked at Huo Hongbao as if he were an idiot. "Even your brother knows lip-reading, let alone Chengze. When you have time, learn something instead of doing nothing but playing around all day."

Huo Hongbao: "..."

Hmph! He was saying Huo Hongbao was useless.

He did not need to take over the family business, so why did he need to learn so many skills?

As long as he was more capable than ordinary heirs of wealthy families, that was enough!

Bai Jin smiled and patted Huo Hongbao's hand. "I don't have any plans to join a club for now. But if you ever need someone to hold the fort for you, you can contact me. My driving skills are very good."

"Great, great! Then let's add each other on WeChat." Huo Hongbao took the opportunity to add Bai Jin's contact information, feeling delighted.

When Lu Chengze heard Bai Jin's final words, "My driving skills are very good," his gaze unconsciously lowered to a certain spot below Bai Jin's waist and abdomen, his expression thoughtful.

Driving skills? Very good?

Mm... just how good?

Suddenly feeling an intense, invasive gaze, Bai Jin looked at Lu Chengze suspiciously and tilted his head. "Fifth Master, what is it?"

Lu Chengze looked utterly serious. "Your driving skills are very good?"

Bai Jin said, "Uh... y-yes, they are!"

He did not know whether it was just his imagination, but he felt that what Lu Chengze meant did not quite match his solemn expression.

Inside the car, only Huo Jinnian understood Lu Chengze's hidden meaning. He silently clenched his fist against his lips, concealing the laughter that threatened to escape.

This guy had been a thousand-year-old iron tree. If he did not bloom, that was one thing, but once he did, he bloomed into a shameless flower wild enough to reach the heavens.

He really wanted to remind Lu Chengze that the two in the back seat were only eighteen or nineteen.

Lu Chengze caught his friend's warning look and changed the subject at the right moment. "Huo Hongbao, why are the professional racers you hired so lousy?"

At that, Huo Hongbao's good mood vanished at once. "How was I supposed to know that a professional racer who bragged himself up to the skies would crash even at a small track like ours? What a waste of my custom race car."