Chapter 7 The Ambiguity In The Maybach Late At Night

Without hesitation, Yixi quickly exited the car and sat in the passenger seat. Futing Shen's hand rested on the steering wheel, and Yixi couldn't help but steal a few more glances. His hands were truly beautiful, with distinct and slender joints. The back of his hand had faintly protruding veins, like a symbol of male strength. There was a platinum ring on his ring finger, emitting a cold gleam! "Are you married?" Yixi didn't know why she asked this question. Perhaps sleeping with a married man made her feel even more guilty. "This doesn't conflict with me taking you home," Futing Shen didn't directly answer Yixi's question. Yixi fell silent and started fumbling with the seatbelt. The car kept beeping, reminding her that the seatbelt was not fastened, which annoyed her. It was her first time riding in a luxury car, and Yixi's hands just wouldn't cooperate to fasten the seatbelt. Futing Shen glanced at Yixi, who was at a loss, and leaned over. Yixi reacted strongly, crossing her arms. She seemed like a wounded hedgehog, trembling with every slight movement. Futing Shen fastened Yixi's seatbelt, and they were very close to each other. Close enough to feel his warm breath and the pleasant scent of sandalwood cologne on him. Yixi remained in the same position, unmoving. Futing Shen's gaze was cold, "I'm not so desperate to do it with you under the surveillance cameras." This man, clearly having a face of abstinence, could say things that constantly embarrassed and made people blush. He had no shame. Yixi looked up through the car window and saw that the surveillance camera in the parking lot was perfectly aligned with them. Yixi muttered softly, "Anywhere is better than the operating room in a hospital." The sound of her words could only be heard by herself, without even opening her lips. As soon as they left the parking lot, Futing Shen didn't follow the route Yixi had suggested. Yixi knocked on the car window, sounding anxious, "Where are you taking me? This isn't the way home. If you don't stop the car... I'll jump off right now." Yixi looked like she was about to jump off the car, causing Futing Shen to become slightly impatient. This woman, why was she always so jumpy and easily startled. He used the control key to unlock the locked car door and said lightly, "Go ahead, I won't stop you. Do you want me to drive faster so you can roll further when you jump?" Fu Tingshen said this, and he did it. Yi Xi watched helplessly as the speed on the dashboard soared to 120 miles per hour. Yi Xi got scared. If she jumped, she would either die or be seriously injured! "Don't threaten me with such childish methods. I've seen it all," Fu Tingshen said with a hint of mockery in his tone. Yi Xi tightly grabbed the handle above, afraid of being thrown out. The car stopped at a nearby gas station. Yi Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out they came to refuel. Fu Tingshen got out of the car to buy water at the convenience store in the gas station, and Yi Xi followed. Being in the same car with Fu Tingshen was too terrifying. She wanted to get out and get some fresh air. She was planning to ask Fu Tingshen some questions later. Lost in her thoughts, she wandered around the gas station without paying attention to where she was going. Two little boys ran towards her, and Yi Xi was about to step aside but didn't react in time. The boys spilled half a bucket of paint they were carrying all over Yi Xi. The two boys realized they caused trouble and ran away without saying sorry. Yi Xi was devastated. Did God have a grudge against her? She was just walking along, minding her own business, and now she was covered in paint. The paint was green, as if they thought she hadn't been "greened" enough by Li Jinzhe. He stood next to Fu Tingshen's car, not planning to get in. Fu Tingshen squinted slightly, looking at Yi Xi covered in green paint. "I'll just take a taxi back. Since the paint got on your seat, I don't have the money to clean it for you." Yi Xi knew her financial situation well. With her current savings, she couldn't even afford a single tire for someone else's car. Fu Tingshen had already opened the car door. "With your current appearance, how would a taxi driver let you in?" Yi Xi was almost dragged into the car by Fu Tingshen, holding onto her wrist. As night fell, a drizzle started outside, and layer after layer of mist formed on the car window. The scent of the car perfume was already masked by the strong smell of paint on Yi Xi's body, which was somewhat suffocating and gave her a headache. Yi Xi rolled down the car window. She still had some morals and didn't want to make the whole car smell because of her. On Fu Tingshen's side, he had already rolled down the car window, resting his arm on the wet window. Yi Xi had just opened her mouth halfway to ask about the check when Fu Tingshen's phone rang. He spoke in a pure London accent, and Yi Xi couldn't understand what he was saying. She listened as Fu Tingshen answered phone calls all the way until they arrived at her rented apartment, just as the call ended. Everything seemed to have been planned perfectly. Sitting in the car together, just the two of them, alone at night, and having done that kind of thing before. The car ride was fine, but once they stopped, Yixi was afraid that Fu Tingshen would lose control and force himself on her in the car again. "Mr. Fu, I'll go up first!" Yixi tightly held onto her bag, feeling that the atmosphere was not right. "Miss Yixi, won't you invite me up for a cup of tea?" His voice was deep and seductive, as pleasing to the ear as the low notes of a cello.