'Vroom, vroom, vroom!!!'
Just as Han Yu was about to continue, the crimson Ferrari in the distance let out a piercing roar.
The shriek of brakes echoed down the entire street. The speeding sports car swept up countless girls' skirts, giving the surrounding boys quite an eyeful.
In less than a few seconds, the blood-red Lafa came to a firm, steady stop in front of the school gates...
The Definition of Fashion
It drifted sideways into a stable stop right in the middle of the school entrance, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the Lafa.
They had only ever seen such superb drifting skills in Initial D. They had never expected to witness them in real life.
Some car-loving boys hurried behind the vehicle, staring intently at the slowly rising door.
Seeing someone handle a car as though it were an extension of their own limbs, they practically wanted to kneel on the spot and beg to become her disciples.
"Shao Ye, we're here."
Some awkward Chinese came from inside the car, followed by a long, shapely leg stepping out first.
Milutin put her sunglasses back on, shifted in her seat, and stepped out of the car.
Her tall figure and fiery maid outfit instantly drew the eyes of countless men nearby.
"I told you I was an expert. Do you believe me now, Young Master?"
Milutin walked over to Wu Liang's seat and smiled confidently.
After crushing out the cigarette butt on the ground, Milutin helped the weak-kneed Wu Liang out of the car.
"Young Master, everyone's looking at us right now."
Milutin spoke with a cheerful smile, one arm around Wu Liang's waist as her hand sneakily felt up his abs.
Feeling Wu Liang's rock-hard abs through his uniform, Milutin's face showed a hint of surprise.
So her young master had the kind of body that looked slim in clothes but muscular out of them. Young Master Wu Liang's physique was unexpectedly impressive.
Apparently quite fond of Wu Liang's abs, Milutin gave them another couple of squeezes.
"If you wore even less, they wouldn't be looking at you. Believe it or not."
Pale-faced, Wu Liang complained weakly.
He glanced at Milutin's midriff-baring maid outfit. Which idiot had designed that?
Was this really supposed to be a maid uniform? Wasn't it some kind of sexy lingerie?
The pitiful amount of fabric barely covered Milutin's ample chest, like exposed underwear.
Her snow-white skin was especially eye-catching beneath the sunlight, and the graceful curve of her waist drew even more attention.
"Young Master, this is called fashion."
Milutin helped Wu Liang steady himself, then put her hands on her hips with some dissatisfaction.
Crop tops were fashionable to begin with. They fully displayed the beauty of a woman's abdominal lines, and they were indeed cool to wear in summer.
"Yes, yes... fashion... what wonderful fashion..."
Wu Liang rubbed his dizzy head and waved a hand carelessly. He had no mood to argue with this woman, Milutin.
If Milutin had driven any more crazily, he would probably have thrown up the breakfast he had eaten that morning.
Thankfully, this body's endurance was far greater than that of an ordinary person. Otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago.
"Young Master, if we hadn't been in such a hurry, we couldn't possibly have arrived at the academy at this time."
Milutin noticed Wu Liang's displeasure, wrapped an arm around his neck, leaned closer, and spoke with a beaming smile.
The soft fullness of her chest pressed tightly against Wu Liang's cheek, as though she wanted to bury his head directly in it.
"I know. Stop fooling around."
Feeling the dough-like softness against his face, Wu Liang quickly pulled himself out of Milutin's embrace.
After all, she was only wearing lingerie and a little cropped lace jacket. The genuine sensation of her chest made him feel rather awkward.
"Then you can't be mad at me, Young Master."
Milutin crossed her arms and shrugged, making the pair of soft mounds on her chest bounce twice.
In truth, she did not know her young master very well. She was merely a field maid and had barely interacted with Young Master Wu Liang—practically not at all.
From what everyone said, Young Master Wu Liang was an ill-tempered, utterly wicked young master who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
That was why she had deliberately pulled that stunt on Wu Liang earlier: she wanted to test whether he was really such a bastard.
But judging from Wu Liang's current behavior, her young master did not seem nearly as unpleasant as the rumors claimed.
"I wouldn't be dissatisfied over something like this. You were only fulfilling your duties."
"But in the future, try not to drive so dangerously, even if you're an ex-pert in this field."
Wu Liang rubbed his temples, placing special emphasis on the word "expert."
He now understood very clearly just how terrifying Milutin's driving skills were. She was practically a female Takumi Fujiwara.
Being able to drift and accelerate with such ease through narrow, congested corners, Milutin truly was highly skilled in this regard.
"All right, my dear Young Master Wu Liang~"
Milutin smiled faintly. It seemed the recent rumors were true after all.
Her young master really had awakened. Ever since he woke from his coma, he had become a completely different person.
Had Young Master Wu Liang come to his senses? That former villainous young master seemed to have disappeared entirely.
"You can go back now. It's almost time."
Wu Liang glanced at the students around them, who were watching this way, and felt a headache coming on.
He did not want to attract attention, which was why he had specifically asked Yao Shi to arrange a relatively ordinary car to pick him up.
So in Yao Shi's eyes, this red Lafa counted as an ordinary car? And how exactly was Milutin's provocative outfit ordinary??
"Wu~~~~ Liang~~~~~~~"
A shout approaching from afar reached Wu Liang's ears.
When he turned around, a flash of white already filled his entire vision and kept getting bigger.
"Good morning!"
Ning Shuang leaped forward and hugged Wu Liang in her arms with a carefree grin, rubbing his hair into a complete mess.
Oh? Wu Liang was being especially low-key today. He had actually come in just one car.
Back then, Wu Liang would have loved nothing more than to block the school gates with luxury cars.
"Let go..."
Buried in her chest, Wu Liang felt as though he were about to suffocate.
Wu Liang shoved at Ning Shuang in front of him, his words muffled. Was she trying to smother him to death?
"Hey! Don't touch me there, you pervert!!"
Feeling Wu Liang's hands groping at her chest, Ning Shuang let out an odd cry and hurriedly pushed him away.
"What are you doing!" ×2
After breaking free of each other's hold, Wu Liang and Ning Shuang spoke almost in unison.
Ning Shuang, however, was clutching her chest and glaring at Wu Liang with a dark expression.
Paired with the ghostlike makeup on Ning Shuang's face, she was genuinely rather frightening at the moment.
"Cool~ You're really fashionable."
Milutin could not help whistling when she saw Ning Shuang.
"Who is this?"
Ning Shuang quickly noticed the fiery maid standing behind Wu Liang.
The other woman's simple yet fashionable crop-top maid outfit immediately caught her attention.
This foreign maid seemed to have some real style.
Misunderstandings Always Strike Without Warning
Wu Liang would never have imagined that Ning Shuang and Milutin could hit it off so well.
Watching the excited Ning Shuang walking beside him with a twitching eye, Wu Liang suddenly felt a stomachache.
How had these two gotten along so well? They had only exchanged looks, yet they had already added each other on WeChat? Were they having encrypted calls now??
Still, this was probably for the best. At least he had sent that crazy woman away.
"Wu Liang, is Miss Milutin also one of your family's maids? What does she do?"
Ning Shuang smiled and poked Wu Liang's right side with her elbow as she asked about Milutin.
Who would have thought that a woman like Miss Milutin was also a maid in Wu Liang's household? Wu Liang really was something else.
He actually had so many beautiful maids at home. If Ning Shuang remembered correctly, there seemed to be another especially beautiful maid by Wu Liang's side.
But that maid and Miss Milutin were completely different kinds of people. One was cold as ice, while the other was passionate as fire.
And Ning Shuang did not know whether it was merely her imagination, but she had felt that maid's gaze toward her was somewhat strange.
It was not merely cold. Something else seemed mixed into that gaze, making her shudder.
"Are you that interested in Milutin?"
Wu Liang pulled out his shoes from the shoe cabinet in the corridor and sighed helplessly.
He did not know whether he had misunderstood the word fashion, but he could never understand Ning Shuang's unbearable makeup.
"Of course."
Ning Shuang bobbed her head as she spoke. The enthusiastic Milutin had left a very good impression on her. Who would not like such a cool, beautiful older sister?
"If you rode in her car once, you wouldn't think that way anymore."
Wu Liang sneered. Milutin was indeed beautiful; whether in figure or face, she was unquestionably top-tier.
But Milutin's fiery personality was not something an ordinary person could handle. He truly wondered which unlucky fool would marry Milutin in the future.
As an aside, considering Milutin's carefree personality and excellent physical condition...
Even if an ordinary person drank kidney supplements like water every day and ate chives for every meal, they might not be able to withstand Milutin's frenzied advances.
"Um... excuse me... could we interrupt you two for a moment..."
A timid male voice sounded behind Wu Liang. When he turned around, several burly boys stood before him and Ning Shuang, hesitating nervously.
As though they had something on their minds, the leading boy stammered, looking extremely anxious.
Ning Shuang pulled a lollipop from her pocket and put it in her mouth, discreetly glancing at Wu Liang beside her.
Could this guy have caused trouble again? They did not have many people on their side right now.
If a fight broke out, she and Wu Liang would definitely be at a disadvantage.
"Is there something you need? If you've mistaken us for someone else, we'll be going now."
After quickly comparing the combat strength of both sides, Ning Shuang grabbed Wu Liang's hand and prepared to get out of there.
There was no way they could win. The other side had seven people, all burly men around six feet tall.
These people looked like students from the athletic department. Although Wu Liang could usually fight a little, he stood no chance against guys like these.
She had to get Wu Liang out of here quickly. A little farther down the corridor would be the school building, and surely these people would not dare start anything there.
"It's fine. Let's hear what happened."
With a slight tug, Wu Liang pulled Ning Shuang, who had been about to leave, back.
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