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

Sending your son to Huihuangxing Academy isn't a bad idea; it'll allow him to make many friends with noble backgrounds.

Even though that school has a lot of strict rules, overall, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks.

"Uh, Dad, did you hear something strange?"

The young student perked up his ears, frowning slightly. He seemed to have heard some odd noises.

It sounded like it was coming from far away, a booming, rumbling sound, a bit like thunder.

"Hmm? What sound?"

The middle-aged man turned off the car's stereo and looked at his son.

What sound? Why couldn't he hear anything?

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

The increasingly clear sound reached his ears, and the young man's frown deepened. It seemed to be coming from behind him.

With that thought, the young student quickly leaned out to look behind him. All he saw was a dense, dark line of cars, with no other movement.

"Am I hearing things?"

The student scratched his head, looking at the traffic behind him with confusion. Was he hallucinating?

But that didn't feel right either; the sound was definitely getting closer.

While he was still lost in thought, the traffic jam, which had been completely gridlocked, suddenly became agitated from behind.

It was as if some vengeful spirit was chasing them from behind. The luxury cars that had been stationary moments before scrambled to merge inward. In just a minute, a narrow path, only half a car's width wide, appeared on the right side of the road that had been completely blocked.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"

Clouds of dust swirled into the sky like a tornado. The dust billowed, and the roaring sound wave crushed its way through the traffic from behind. Deafening engines roared like madmen, a deep crimson LaFerrari shot by like a meteor, and the screech of tires on the ground sounded like a wild horse's neigh.

"Holy s***!!!"

The young student, who had half his body out the window, turned deathly pale. The red lightning bolt in front of him magnified infinitely in his retinas. He couldn't help but curse and quickly pulled himself back inside.

The moment he retracted his body, the violent red stallion roared past, brushing against the car door.

The piercing sound wave made the student's brain tremble, and the roaring engine left echoes all around.

In less than a few seconds, the blood-red steed disappeared from his sight.

All that remained were several deep tire marks on the ground, still emitting a pungent odor, confirming the crazy scene that had just occurred.

"S-son... did you see what that was just now..."

With his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg, the middle-aged man stared blankly at the departing coupe outside the window.

What was that red lightning bolt? He hadn't even managed to get a clear look at the car model; it was just too fast.

What kind of lunatic would drive that fast in such a crowded area? Was the driver suicidal?

"I-I didn't see it clearly..."

The young student said, his face pale and his lips trembling.

If he had reacted even half a second slower, he might have been torn limb from limb by now.

He wouldn't dare... He would never stick his head out the window again... Never again... This was too terrifying...

"That lunatic... the campus is just ahead..."

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

Every man, at some point, must have fantasized about driving at breakneck speeds.

What he had only seen on television before was now unfolding right before his eyes.

This caused the middle-aged man's adrenaline to surge. It was as if he had rediscovered a forgotten dream, and a surge of passion ignited deep within him.

"Uh... Dad... what are you doing..."

The young student looked at his father with a pale face, or rather, at his father's hands, which were bulging with veins from gripping the steering wheel.

A bad premonition crept into his heart. He vaguely remembered his father mentioning that his idol was Fujiwara Takumi...

"Your father, you know, I was also a man with dreams..."

The middle-aged man took a deep drag of his cigarette, his voice hoarse. A flicker of light suddenly appeared in his cloudy eyes.

The passion for racing, and that past dream, had been conveyed. The driver's will had deeply resonated here.

"Uh... Dad... no... calm down..."

The student frantically tried to stop his father from doing something foolish.

"Hold on tight, son!!"

The middle-aged man shouted excitedly, slammed on the brakes, and stomped on the accelerator, the turbo's roar like thunder.

The man gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed straight ahead, a smile of excitement curling on his lips.

Let him have his moment of passion too...

Chapter 46: The Maid Is an Expert

The car brushed past the rearview mirrors of the surrounding vehicles, its raised body avoiding the guardrail on the far right.

Streaks of fiery red exhaust left trails of smoke in the air. The LaFerrari was like a scarlet spear, rapidly piercing through the narrow passage that was only half the width of the car.

All the drivers stared, dumbfounded, at the LaFerrari gliding past with such skill, frozen in place and at a loss.

Besides letting out a few exclamations to describe the driver's technique, they really couldn't think of any other words.

Even professional race car drivers would find this difficult to achieve. Who exactly was this driver?

..

The woman in the driver's seat wore a fiery, tight-waisted, ultra-short maid outfit. Black thigh-high stockings clung tightly to her slender, long, jade-like legs.

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

Staring intently at the increasingly narrow passage ahead, the woman's lips, which held a cigarette, gradually curved into a smile filled with challenge.

She reached out, took off her sunglasses, and tossed them aside. A deep sense of excitement rose in her ruby-red eyes.

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

"But you can rest assured, my driving skills are absolutely flawless."

The woman winked at Wu Liang beside her, a sly smile on her face as she spoke in somewhat broken Chinese.

Her slender jade fingers flicked the gear shifter, and deafening waves of sound exploded from the engine one after another.

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

Wu Liang's face was pale, and he was covered in a cold sweat as he looked at the crazy woman beside him.

His hands instinctively gripped the grab handle, his knuckles turning an ashen color from the excessive force.

He didn't believe what this cat-girl from Russia had said. After all, Milutin was born into a warrior nation.

As a member of the warrior nation, Milutin was naturally fiery and open-minded.

Especially when it came to driving, Milutin could only be described as a madwoman.

"Wuhu!!!"

She stomped on the accelerator, pushing it all the way to the floor. The wild horse let out a piercing neigh.

The sudden increase in G-force made Milutin feel incredibly thrilled. The roaring waves of the turbocharger made her tremble with excitement.

She had transformed into a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and the numbers on the speedometer instantly climbed to a terrifying level.

"Brake! Brake! Brake!! You amateur, just brake!!"

Wu Liang, plastered against the car door, practically roared.

The high-speed forward pressure bore down on every part of Wu Liang's body, making it difficult for him to move.

Looking at the increasingly narrow road ahead, Wu Liang could already see the scene of the car crashing and them dying in a few seconds.

He hadn't expected Yao Shi to arrange for this lunatic to drive him. As expected, Yao Shi was still angry about yesterday's incident.

Otherwise, Yao Shi wouldn't have deliberately arranged for Milutin. This was clearly a move to get rid of him.

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

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

When it came to matters concerning vehicles, she wasn't an amateur; she was an expert among experts...

Outside Huihuangxing Academy

Countless luxury cars were parked outside the academy. Students greeted each other warmly, chatting and laughing as they walked into the school.

Most parents took the opportunity to gather together, discussing matters related to their businesses.

They hoped to use this opportunity to get closer to each other and gain some help in future business collaborations.

Whether they were major businessmen or influential politicians, they were all people worth befriending.

"He Xue~ Good morning~!"

A sunny-looking girl with shoulder-length hair suddenly hugged He Xue from behind.

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

He Xue, who was lost in thought, was startled by the sudden attack.

He Xue lightly tapped the girl's head, complaining with some dissatisfaction. Han Yu had completely disrupted her train of thought.

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

"By the way, didn't you take leave because of family matters? Why are you back at the academy so soon?"

The girl named Han Yu stuck out her tongue at He Xue and made a funny face.

She released her arms from around He Xue and jumped in front of her, asking with some confusion.

It seemed like something had happened at He Xue's home, otherwise she wouldn't have been so listless and worried a few days ago.

But now, He Xue had shaken off her previous decadence, her spirits were high, and her skin even looked much rosier.

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

He Xue clenched her palm and smiled slightly, but the faces of Mr. KFC and Miss Shi couldn't help but surface in the depths of her mind.

Those two could be considered her benefactors in life, especially Mr. KFC; she could never repay his kindness.

Not only had he saved her grandfather, but he had also allowed her father to stay by her side without abandoning his dreams.

The only way He Xue could think of repaying him now was...

"It's good that you're alright. Seeing you like this puts my mind at ease."

Han Yu looked at He Xue with gentle eyes. It was best that her good friend had regained her spirits, and she was happy for He Xue from the bottom of her heart.

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

Han Yu slapped her palm, as if she had suddenly thought of something, her eyes flashing with brilliance.

He Xue was definitely completely unaware of that matter, and she would surely be greatly surprised later.

Thinking this, Han Yu revealed a strange smile and, linking arms with He Xue, led her into a corner.

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

He Xue tilted her head in confusion, not quite understanding Han Yu's actions.

Did something major happen in the days she was gone? Why did Han Yu seem so secretive?

"Let me tell you! Just yesterday, something happened in our class that was enough to shake the entire academy."

"It's about that scoundrel young master Wu Liang, who often harasses you, he..."