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.