The Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Fall in Love with the Cute Domineering Female Lead

But sending his son to Huihuangxing Academy wasn't a bad thing. It would allow him to make many friends of noble status.

Though that school had quite a few ridiculous rules, the benefits generally outweighed the drawbacks.

"Uh, Dad, did you hear some strange sound?"

The young student pricked up his ears and frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard something odd.

It sounded as though it was coming from far away—rumbling loudly, somewhat like thunder.

"Hm? What sound?"

The middle-aged man turned off the car stereo and looked toward his son.

What sound? Why hadn't he heard anything at all??

"No, Dad, listen carefully. It sounds like thunder coming from somewhere far away."

The sound by his ears grew clearer and clearer, and the young man's brows furrowed tighter. It seemed to be coming from behind them?

With that thought, the young student hurriedly leaned out and looked back. All he saw was the same dense sea of cars, with no other movement in sight.

"Was I hearing things?"

The student scratched his head and looked at the traffic behind them in confusion. Had he imagined it?

But that didn't seem right either. The sound really was getting closer.

Just as he was still staring blankly, the jam-packed traffic behind them suddenly began to stir.

As though some evil ghost were chasing them from behind, the luxury cars that had been sitting still moments ago hurriedly merged inward. In less than a minute, a narrow path only half a car wide appeared on the right side of the road, which had already been completely blocked.

'VROOOOM VROOOOM VROOOOM!!!'

Dust swept into the sky like a tornado, filling the air. The roaring sound waves crushed through the traffic from behind, the engine howling madly enough to deafen them. The deep-red Lafa shot forward like a meteor, its tires shrieking against the road like wild horses neighing.

"Holy shit!!!"

The young student, who had half his body sticking out of the window, went pale when he saw it. The red lightning ahead expanded endlessly in his vision, and he cursed before hurriedly pulling himself back inside.

The instant he withdrew, the violent red stallion screamed past, brushing right alongside the car door.

The piercing sound waves made the student's brain tremble, while the roaring engine left echoes ringing all around them.

In less than a few seconds, that blood-red stallion vanished from his sight.

Only several deep, burnt tire marks remained on the road, still giving off a pungent smell and proving that insane scene had just occurred.

"S-Son... did you see what the hell that thing was just now...?"

His mouth hung wide enough to fit an egg inside as the middle-aged man stared blankly at the sports car speeding away beyond the window.

What had that red lightning bolt been? He hadn't even managed to make out its model. It had simply been too fast.

What kind of lunatic dared to drive that fast in such dense traffic? Did that driver have a death wish??

"N-No... I didn't see it clearly..."

The young student spoke with a pale face and trembling lips.

If his reaction had been even half a beat slower just now, he would probably have been torn apart by now.

Never again... He would never stick his head out the window again... Never again... That had been way too terrifying...

"That lunatic... the school grounds are up ahead..."

The middle-aged man's fingers trembled as he lit a cigarette for himself.

As long as he was a man, he had surely fantasized about speeding wildly in his own car.

The kind of reckless driving he could only ever watch on television was now unfolding right before his eyes.

The middle-aged man's adrenaline surged wildly. It was as though he had rediscovered the dream he had once abandoned, and a wave of passion suddenly boiled up from deep within him.

"Um... Dad... what are you trying to do...?"

The young student looked pale as he stared at his father—more precisely, at his father's hand gripping the steering wheel so tightly that veins bulged across it.

A dreadful premonition immediately crept into his heart. He vaguely remembered his dad telling him that his idol seemed to be Takumi Fujiwara...

"Your father here... was once a man with dreams too..."

The middle-aged man took a deep drag of his cigarette and spoke in a hoarse voice. Several glimmers of light suddenly flickered in his cloudy eyes.

The passion of racing, along with that old dream, had been conveyed to him. That driver's will had reached this place deeply.

"Um... Dad... no, calm down..."

The student hurriedly tried to stop his father from doing something stupid.

"Hold on tight, son!!"

The middle-aged man shouted excitedly, slamming the brakes before flooring the accelerator. The turbo roared like thunder.

The man gripped the steering wheel tightly and stared straight ahead, a thrilled smile curling across his lips.

Let him feel that rush too...

The Maid Was an Expert

It skimmed past the side mirrors of the surrounding cars, its body tilting as it avoided the guardrail on the far right.

Flames of red exhaust left trails of blue smoke in the air. Like a scarlet spear, the Lafa rapidly pierced through the passage only half a car wide.

Every driver stared dumbfoundedly at the Lafa as it slid past with such skill, frozen in place and at a loss for words.

Other than blurting out a few curses, they truly couldn't think of any words to describe the driver's skill.

Even professional racers would find something like this difficult, wouldn't they? Who exactly was that driver?

..

The woman in the driver's seat wore a fiery, corset-style maid outfit with an ultra-short skirt, while black thigh-high stockings clung tightly to her slender, long legs.

She wore a cat-ear headband, and her vivid red short hair danced in the wind like flames in a bonfire.

Staring intently at the increasingly narrow passage ahead, the corner of her cigarette-clenched lips gradually lifted into a smile full of challenge.

She reached up, took off her sunglasses, and tossed them aside. Intense excitement rose in her ruby-red eyes.

"Young Master, you'd better hold on tight, or you might bite your tongue."

"But don't worry. My driving skills are absolutely no problem."

Milutin blinked at Wu Liang beside her and gave him a sly smile in somewhat broken Chinese.

Her slender jade fingers shifted gears, and thunderous bursts of sound exploded from the engine one after another.

"Milutin, calm down. There's a sharp turn ahead. Shouldn't you slow down?"

Wu Liang looked at the crazy woman beside him with a pale face covered in cold sweat.

His hands involuntarily clenched the grab handle, his knuckles turning bluish-white from the excessive force.

He didn't believe a word this Russian catgirl said. Milutin had come from the fighting nation, after all.

As a member of that fighting nation, Milutin was naturally fiery and uninhibited.

Especially when it came to driving, Milutin could practically be described as a complete lunatic.

"Woohoo!!!"

She stomped the accelerator all the way down, and the violent stallion let out a piercing shriek.

The sudden surge of force pressing her into the seat thrilled Milutin immensely, and the tide of the turbo's roar made her whole body tremble with excitement.

The car had already transformed into an unbridled wild horse, and the speedometer shot up to a terrifying number in an instant.

"Brake! Brake! Brake!! You amateur, hit the brakes!!"

Wu Liang was practically roaring as his entire body was pressed tightly against the car door.

The force of their high-speed charge pressed down upon every part of Wu Liang's body, making it difficult even to move.

Looking at the increasingly narrow road ahead, Wu Liang could already see the scene of the car being destroyed and everyone dying several seconds later.

He never expected Yao Shi to arrange for this lunatic to drive him here. Sure enough, Yao Shi was still angry over what had happened yesterday.

Otherwise, Yao Shi wouldn't have deliberately arranged for Milutin to come. She was clearly trying to send him straight to his death.

"I'm not an amateur. I'm an expert."

Milutin tossed her fiery red hair and smiled confidently. This turning angle was already more than enough for her.

When it came to anything involving cars, she wasn't an amateur. She was an expert among experts...

'Huihuangxing Academy Entrance'

Countless luxury cars were parked outside the academy entrance. The students greeted one another warmly and headed into the school while chatting and laughing.

Most of the parents took the opportunity to gather together and discuss matters related to their businesses.

They hoped to take this chance to grow closer to one another and gain help in future business collaborations.

Whether they were wealthy businessmen or powerful politicians, they were all people worth befriending.

"He Xue~ Good morning~!"

A sunny-looking girl with shoulder-length hair ran up behind He Xue and suddenly hugged her.

"Ah, it's Han Yu. You scared me to death."

He Xue, who had been lost in thought, jumped at the sudden ambush.

He Xue knocked the other girl on the head and complained a little unhappily. Han Yu had completely disrupted her train of thought.

"Ehh~~ It's rare to see you so immersed in your own little world. You didn't even notice me coming up to you."

"Didn't you take leave because of something at home? How did you come back to the academy so quickly?"

Han Yu stuck out her tongue at He Xue and made a face.

She released He Xue, skipped in front of her, and asked in confusion.

Something must have happened at He Xue's home. Otherwise, He Xue wouldn't have seemed so listless and worried those past few days.

Yet now, He Xue had completely swept away her earlier dejection. She looked refreshed, and even her complexion was much rosier.

"Mm, because some special things happened, I'm fine now."

He Xue clenched her hand and smiled faintly, but the faces of Mr. KFC and Miss Shi involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Those two could be called the benefactors of her life, especially Mr. KFC. She had no way to repay his kindness.

Not only had he saved her grandfather, he had also allowed her father to remain by her side and not abandon his dream.

The only way He Xue could think of to repay him was...

"It's good that you're okay. Seeing you like this puts me at ease too."

Han Yu looked at He Xue gently. Nothing was better than seeing her good friend recover her spirits. She was sincerely happy for He Xue.

"Ah, right! I have something huge to tell you! You'll be so shocked your jaw will drop!!!"

Han Yu slapped her palm as though she had suddenly remembered something, her eyes flashing brightly.

He Xue definitely didn't know anything about it yet. She would surely be utterly shocked in a moment.

With that thought, Han Yu revealed a strange smile, linked arms with He Xue, and led her into a corner.

"What is it? Why are you being so mysterious?"

He Xue tilted her head in confusion, unable to understand Han Yu's actions.

Had something major happened during the days she was away? Why was Han Yu acting so sneakily?

"Listen! Just yesterday, something huge enough to shake the entire academy happened in our class."

"That thug young master Wu Liang who always harasses you... he..."