Chapter 427

Isn't this girl a little too fond of him? Does she expect them to chat on the motorcycle?

"Well, how should I put it, it's probably my whole life."

After thinking seriously for a moment, Mo Qianhuan replied to Wu Liang in this way.

That's all she has; the most interesting thing in her life is motorcycles.

"Okay, so cute lady on a motorcycle, where is your esteemed ride?"

Wu Liang raised his hands, holding his helmet, to indicate his surrender.

Well, he has no right to interfere in other people's preferences anyway.

Liking motorcycles is not a problem; it's just like Milutin's fondness for Gundam models.

Now we should hurry up and resolve this matter concerning misfortune; he doesn't want to encounter such bizarre events again.

Even though he didn't cause this misfortune, he didn't want to see such bad things happen to the people around him.

"Let's go, my car is parked outside. We can drive around the West Outer Ring Road for a while and I should be able to explain everything to you."

Mo Qianhuan pointed towards the exit. Driving around with Wu Liang... um... the last time they rode together was because he couldn't get a taxi in the middle of the night...

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"Library"

"What do we do now? Wu Liang just left suddenly."

Ning Shuang stared blankly at the emergency exit in the distance. Huh? They just left like that? They just abandoned all of them here like that?

Wu Liang is really something. He should at least have told them if they would be coming back, or told us where he was going.

"Um..."

Su Qian stared blankly at her small hand, feeling the lingering warmth of Wu Liang's body on it.

It's strange, why did she deliberately make such intimate gestures when she was talking to Miss Qiao Xinying just now?

Why act so strangely in front of Ms. Qiao Xinying is Wu Liang's fiancée? Why deliberately be so intimate with Wu Liang?

Qiao Xinying is Wu Liang's fiancée; she's just a fake lover.

She and Wu Liang became fake lovers only to deceive her father; she had no obligation to pretend to be lovers with Wu Liang in front of Miss Qiao Xinying as well.

Am I jealous... or am I scared...?

As if mocking herself, Su Qian closed her eyes and murmured softly.

Was she jealous the moment she heard that Miss Qiao Xinying was Wu Liang's fiancée? Was it because she was afraid that Wu Liang would be taken away by Miss Qiao Xinying? Or was it because of something else?

But in doing so, wouldn't it seem like she really didn't want Wu Liang to leave her side?

Doesn't this mean she indirectly admits that she actually likes Wu Liang and hopes that Wu Liang can stay by her side forever?

"How about we call it a day? After all that's happened, everyone should go back and rest."

He Xue whispered to the women around her, but her gaze remained fixed on Su Qian, who was lost in thought.

It seems even President Su Qian couldn't escape it. Just as Xiao Yu said before, no one can resist Wu Liang's charm.

At first, President Su Qian was just an observer, but eventually she fell into Wu Liang's trap of affection, although it was probably all President Su Qian's own doing...

"Well, let's go back. Young Master probably won't be back for a while."

Milutin waved his hand twice in front of Yao Shi, who was lost in thought, and said, "Stop looking, the young master has already left, what are you still looking at?"

Pack your things and go home. Your leg is injured and you're still trying to tough it out. Go back and get some medicine!

"Young Master..."

Yao Shi frowned slightly as she watched Wu Liang leave through the emergency exit.

No, she had to wait here for the young master to return... She had some things she wanted to ask him in person...

Chapter 92: Mo Qianhuan, the Motorbike Girl

The roar of the engine was as loud as the neighing of a wild horse, and a crimson meteor streaked across the street.

It was like a raging, fiery horse galloping past, its booming sound waves exploding outwards like rolling thunder.

Vehicles passing by on the road and pedestrians on both sides of the road were startled by the sudden sound and looked in the direction of the sound.

But they couldn't even see the newcomer; when they came to their senses, all they could hear was the roar of engines driving away into the distance...

"Wuhu!!!"

Mo Qianhuan skillfully steed her heavily modified "fierce horse" as it galloped along the wide road.

Feeling the oncoming gale, she could only feel that she was extremely comfortable, so comfortable that she even wanted to shout out loud.

With the accelerator fully engaged, showing no intention of slowing down or braking, the exhaust flames, surging with heat, emitted a heavy thud.

The fiery red beast charged straight ahead along the overpass as if it were tireless, leaving the street scenes and green trees on both sides behind.

"..."

Wu Liang, gripping the back seat tightly, stared at Mo Qianhuan sitting in front of him with a livid face.

Just how much does this girl love racing? How come she's so similar to Milutin in this respect?

One of you is reckless in driving a motorcycle, and the other is reckless in driving a sports car. Can't you two cherish your precious lives?

Although Wu Liang knew that these two were top-notch drivers, in Milen's words, they were experts among experts.

But couldn't these two people at least try to understand how he, as a passenger, felt? He's just an ordinary student; why should he have to endure such human suffering?

Why aren't you saying anything? Are you scared?

Mo Qianhuan glanced at Wu Liang, who was silent and full of resentment, through the rearview mirror and burst out laughing.

Could this guy be so scared from driving too fast that he doesn't know how to speak?

However, Wu Liang is truly a formidable person. You must know that among all the people she knows, no one has ever dared to sit in the seat behind her.

Wu Liang is the only extraordinary person who dares to sit on the back of her motorcycle and can remain calm even at such high speeds.

It's already quite impressive for a normal person to not feel dizzy or nauseous at that speed, let alone someone like Wu Liang who seems completely unaffected.

"We were going too fast in the city just now, it was very dangerous."

Wu Liang glanced at the city center receding behind him and shook his head helplessly.

Actually, he knew where Mo Qianhuan wanted to take him the moment he got into her car.

Mo Qianhuan's hobby is simple and straightforward: she likes to ride motorcycles and enjoy the feeling of speeding and racing against the wind.

In Yanghai City, the only place that could meet her requirements was this sparsely populated and relatively empty remote outer ring area.

Compared to the various restrictions and dense traffic in the city, this area allows her to maximize her speed.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I got a little too excited and couldn't control myself for a moment."

"Actually, I usually drive quite slowly in the city. I was just a little excited. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a law-abiding and model citizen."

Mo Qianhuan gave Wu Liang behind her an OK sign, her beautiful face under her helmet beaming with a smile.

It was clear that she was enjoying the feeling of racing against the wind; the smile on her face perfectly expressed what she was thinking.

"I don't have much time to go for a drive with you here. I can only spend twenty minutes with you at most."

Mu Yi as he spoke. Although he had already thought of this when he came out with her, he did not expect that Mo Qianhuan really did not treat him as an outsider.

Oh well, maybe Mo Qianhuan already considers him the only one who can share this racing joy with her, which is why she brought him here.

After all, aside from Mo Qianhuan, who is known for his crazy driving style, most other people would probably faint the moment the car starts moving.

This is understandable, though; how could a normal high school student possibly accept such a game that's comparable to Death Race?

Let alone high school students, even adults might not be able to stop this kind of crazy behavior...

"Huh? Only twenty minutes? How about half an hour?"

"No."

"What about the twenty-five minutes? I want to play a little longer. Can't you stay with me a little longer? I finally found a like-minded friend like you who doesn't get carsick."

"Don't try to bargain with me. I'm busy, and I don't have time to waste here with you."

"Those twenty-two minutes?"

"Roll..."

'Twenty-one minutes?'

"Fifteen minutes is enough for negotiation."

"Fine, fine! Twenty minutes! Twenty minutes it is! Can't you be a little more generous? Honestly... I rushed over to find you after seeing your message... You really don't give me any face at all..."

"Shut up..."

'Twenty minutes later, on the outer ring road, in an open area'

"Mmm... that feels good, it's really comfortable."

"Speeding is indeed one of the greatest joys in life. I really don't know what those people who always complain that I'm too hot-tempered are thinking."

"Oh, right, here's some water."

After a thrilling and exhilarating drive, Mo Qianhuan parked the car on an open space to the side and stretched her graceful body.

She pulled a bottle of sparkling water from her backpack and tossed it to Wu Liang, who was resting under the shade of a tree Mo Qianhuan then strode over to the shade and sat down.

"Have you had enough fun?"

Wu Liang unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of the infused water, and turned to look at Mo Qianhuan sitting next to him.

She's a quiet, well-behaved girl with braided hair and thick glasses at school, but outside she's such a free-spirited biker girl. This world is truly absurd...

"To be precise, I haven't had enough fun yet, but you've been talking for twenty minutes, so I can't just ignore what you say."

"If I make you angry, it won't be good for either of us, so of course I have to be punctual."

Mo Qianhuan smiled slightly. It was a real pity that only Wu Liang could enjoy the thrill of racing with her.

Apart from Wu Liang, no one else was able to ride on the back of her motorcycle and speed along with her. Those people either fainted halfway or were unconscious and foaming at the mouth, which was really frustrating.

"Well, I really have to thank you. Now that the racing is over, shouldn't we get down to business, Miss Mo Qianhuan?"

Wu Liang lay flat on the lawn, looking up at the green shade above him.

Mo Qianhuan always seemed like an unfathomable woman...

Chapter 93: The Girl About to Leave

By the time Wu Liang and Mo Qianhuan finished their conversation, the sun was setting, and the distant fiery clouds on the horizon were burning bright red.

On the way back, Mo Qianhuan did not wear a helmet, and her flowing hair swayed gently like a waterfall.

As the sun sets, traffic becomes even lighter on the inner ring road leading into the city, which should theoretically be an excellent opportunity for street racing.

But Mo Qianhuan not only showed no intention of accelerating, but instead slowed down the already slow speed by another dozen miles per hour.

This is not in line with Mo Qianhuan's driving style and habits. If it were a few hours ago, she probably would have blasted the Youmen all the way back.

However, she was now like an old lady enjoying the sunset, absentmindedly adding gas and slowly driving back.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Mo Qianhuan gazed into the distance, lost in thought, as she drove her motorcycle.

Her profile had an unusual beauty, perhaps due to her heterochromia. Her silver-gray false eye shimmered with firelight in the sunset, while her other golden pupil seemed to be burning with flames deep within, making her incredibly beautiful.

Why do you want to go abroad?

Wu Liang sat on the back of the motorcycle and looked at the girl in front of him, speaking slowly.