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Lan Qingqing had never been in a car like this before. As she got in, she could clearly feel the envious gazes of the pedestrians around her; it was a feeling that made her feel proud, much like walking down a red carpet.
She settled into the passenger seat, while Hou Yi had changed out of his daytime suit into a loose-fitting tracksuit that looked relaxed and casual. With one hand on the steering wheel, he glanced at Lan Qingqing. In truth, he wasn’t particularly interested in her type; compared to the young models he had dated before, she fell short in looks. Even in his aesthetic judgment, Lan Qingqing couldn’t compare to Tong Le’s unrefined beauty.
As for her figure, he recalled a short video he had seen on his phone and could only describe it as acceptable—after all, he hadn’t experienced it firsthand, so he wouldn’t make any definitive judgments.
Hou Yi noticed that Lan Qingqing had put on makeup, but the foundation was too thick under the night lights, making it look somewhat out of place. Without waiting for her to buckle her seatbelt, he slammed on the gas and took off. Lan Qingqing was startled, her eyes wide with shock, but she didn’t receive an apology from him.
With an awkward smile, she said, "Could you wait for me to fasten my seatbelt next time?"
Hou Yi replied, "Are you really that timid? I thought you were bold. I don’t like women who are too reserved; it feels fake to me."
Lan Qingqing was taken aback. She had taken emotional courses online and suddenly realized that his words were intended to provoke her into action, making it easier for things to progress between them. She understood very well that the more he expressed himself this way, the more she needed to act contrary. A wealthy man like Hou Yi would surely have no shortage of women around him; she absolutely could not be the one to throw herself at him or else she would come off as cheap.
She tried to respond, "But I really was scared just now. I’m not really the bold type; maybe you don’t know me well enough."
Hou Yi remained silent, his gaze fixed ahead as he occasionally overtook other cars.
Lan Qingqing had never encountered a man like him before—he didn’t play by the rules and didn’t follow her expectations. Men like Hou Yi were on an entirely different level compared to Ke Jie and Mo Kai Liang!
Deciding to take a gamble, she spoke again with an even more pitiful tone. "I think you’re driving too fast. And I’m not the kind of open person you think I am. How about we skip dinner tonight? I don’t want to waste your time."
As she said this with a quivering voice full of feigned distress, she aimed to act contrary; if Hou Yi said anything, she would go along with it. Otherwise, wouldn’t she just become a woman easily manipulated by him?
However, unexpectedly, without even thinking twice, Hou Yi stopped the car abruptly in the middle of the road without slowing down first. He slammed on the brakes so hard that it felt like the car might flip over.
Lan Qingqing’s body lurched forward; if it weren’t for her seatbelt saving her life, she might have smashed her face against something! Cars behind them screeched to a halt and honked wildly, but Hou Yi didn’t care at all about this reckless way of stopping right in the middle of traffic. He wasn’t afraid—if his car got hit, so be it; he didn’t have much attachment to it anyway. If someone were to crash into him and end his life, he might even thank them!
The last time he acted this way was because of a woman too—a beautiful young actress who had played a similar game of coyness with him. His principle was never to indulge any woman; if they tried to play tricks on him, he would respond with equal intensity.
Lan Qingqing was terrified now; tears were welling up in her eyes from genuine fear—this wasn’t an act.
Hou Yi unlocked the car door and coldly said, "If you don’t want to go out anymore, just get out."
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