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Ho SuDuring her junior high school years, her grades were not good. After the college entrance examination, she chose a technical school with a dismal result. She majored in automotive repair and, with the support of her family, opened an automotive repair shop after graduation.
Her daily thin body is wrapped in a deep blue work uniform, and tiny beads of sweat run down her fair forehead. These are all memories she has read in her mind. She not only has this body, but also the memories of this body.
The office building where the male protagonist's company is located is just a hundred meters away from this auto repair shop. I remember that day, Jiang Haochen was dressed in a suit, holding a cup of coffee, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the city view. Unintentionally, I took a glance down and was deeply attracted.
The girl in the dark blue work clothes is now lying under the car, holding a wrench in her hands, repairing it earnestly. Her fair waist is exposed, and due to the hot weather, the rolled-up pant legs reveal her two long, slender legs slightly curled up.
Now is truly the era where every trade has its master. Even fixing a car is done beautifully.
That afternoon, he drove to the auto repair shop where Ho Su worked. The girl had a gentle and sweet smile on her face as she pondered, "Oh, so it's just a missing part. We can fix that easily."
"Parts can be replaced if lost, but my heart is lost... Can you help me get it back?"
The straightforward conversation successfully captured her heart. Looking back now, it's really embarrassing. As a human, my intelligence level is not even as high as a tire.
Ho Su returned to the auto repair shop to work again, still wearing a deep blue work uniform. There was no longer a bright smile on his face, but rather a indifferent expression.
This aloof Ho Su attracted even more customers. They would come from all directions, driving long distances just to catch a glimpse of him, even for a minor issue.
Jiang Haochen still stood in front of the French window, the coffee in his cup spilled onto his shoes but he was completely unaware. He couldn't understand why a person's change could be so drastic in such a short period of time.
That day, he lied. He didn't actually have any engagement; it was just an excuse to seek a new love. He didn't expect her to believe it and act so drastically. If she really disappeared from this world, he would never forgive himself.
After being reborn, Ho Su developed a peculiar habit when repairing cars. No matter how damaged the body of the car is, she always first carefully examines the tire, nodding her head continuously while propping up her chin. The scene is very strange.
"Hmm, your tire says you have a tendency for violence. No matter what car you drive, you always have to go at eighty miles per hour. It will be scrapped in less than half a month. Its last words are for you to throw it into the pond."
"It longs for freedom..."
"Your tire accuses you of often engaging in violent activities with women inside the car, so next time choose a flat place and don't let stones or glass shards prick it."
"Sir, your car's rear wheel is complaining that the front wheel is blocking its view, and it can't see anything. It's asking you to remove the front wheel to give it a broader view."
"Bro! Is that you? How did you end up in such a broken-down car!"
After a busy day, Ho Su took off her white gloves and sat in the courtyard to rest. She had completely adapted to this body now, and the business in the shop was thriving. She was immersed in the joy of satisfaction, completely unaware of the fiery eyes not far away.
When Jiang Haochen appeared in front of the shop in a suit and leather shoes, with a demeanor that could enchant thousands of girls, Ho Su was sitting on a stool with a wrench, repairing a part, and said without looking up, "What, did the new car break down too?"
Since the day of the accident, Jiang Haochen's beloved car had long been totaled. After waking up in the hospital, he only mourned for his once cherished vehicle for a few seconds before eagerly calling to order the latest model of a sports car.
Jiang Haochen pressed his lips together and shyly said, "Though we couldn't be lovers, our friendship remains, Ho Su. I hope you can still call me Haohao like before."
Ho Su's mouth twitched slightly. Upon reflection, it seemed that he had been called that before, but now everything was different. The original owner of this body was nowhere to be found; her soul was now in control.
"Your housekeeper is the only one who calls you that. Last time you drove her to work and took her to the market, her shout nearly scared me off the edge..." Ho Su suddenly fell silent, carefully observing the new Hao's reaction.
Jiang Haochen was immersed in sadness and completely unaware of the flaws in his words: "I must have been drunk to tell you all this..."
Ho Su sneered, and Jiang Haochen spoke again: "Ho Su, give me a chance, I will definitely make it up to you." In his view, if a woman can conquer the first time, she can conquer the second time, especially since he is the charming master Jin.
"Take back your tricks," Ho Su laughed again, teasingly staring at Jiang Haochen, "How many women have you changed in the passenger seat over the years? Can you count them yourself?"
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