"Sis, slow down, slow down..."
"Why are you driving so fast? We’re not in a hurry. Safety first, safety first!"
These words made Yan Ziruo’s breathing quicken, and the corner of her mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
Suddenly, she whipped her head around and roared at Yan Feifan in the passenger seat, "Yan Feifan, if you keep nagging, do you believe I’ll take a needle and sew your mouth shut?"
"Slower?"
"I’m not even going sixty! Do you see any cars on this road driving slower than us?"
On Sunday morning, after tutoring Tian Yu, eating lunch, and seeing Tian Yu off on the subway ho, the Yan siblings went to a nearby rental company and rented a red BMW MINI.
Throughout the process, Yan Feifan, who was holding a cardboard box with a small puppy inside, repeatedly tried to talk his sister out of renting a car.
He was not successful.
After the rental paperwork was done, Yan Feifan didn’t try to get out of it by taking a taxi himself. Instead, he resolutely sat down in the passenger seat.
In his words, his sister had never given up on him, never abandoned him.
If fate decreed that an accident were to happen, he was willing to face it together with his sister.
Not even the threat of death could make him back down.
His words were quite inauspicious.
Although Yan Ziruo was angry, she magnanimously forgave him, seeing as he was speaking from the heart and was, after all, her own brother.
She did, however, smoosh his face back and forth a few tis.
Throughout the drive, Yan Feifan’s nagging, his constant admonishnts, and his jumpy warnings truly tested Yan Ziruo’s patience.
’He’s my own brother, what can I do?’ ’I’ll just have to endure it.’
’Just endure it.’
Not long after leaving the city, Yan Ziruo saw that the traffic had thinned out considerably, and she felt the itch to test her skills.
She had just started to speed up, thinking of letting loose and enjoying the drive, when she was once again t with Yan Feifan’s spell-like entreaties.
This demonic droning was more than Yan Ziruo could bear.
After her outburst, seeing Yan Feifan was about to speak again, Yan Ziruo shot him a glare. "You’re still nagging?"
"Do you believe I’ll really sew your mouth shut?"
This ti, Yan Feifan didn’t speak. He just shook his head and pointed emphatically at the road ahead.
His gesture ant he didn’t believe her, and he was reminding Yan Ziruo to keep her eyes on the road.
The fire of Yan Ziruo’s anger grew even larger.
She decisively pulled the car over to the side of the road and unleashed a flurry of Pegasus teor Fists and a Frenzied Rain of Hamr Blows on Yan Feifan.
Every punch in this barrage landed solidly; Yan Ziruo didn’t hold back.
"Yan Feifan, of course I’m not going to sew your mouth shut, but I’m not afraid to beat you up."
"Now do you believe ?"
Yan Feifan lowered the hands protecting his head and said ekly, a wronged look on his face, "I believe you!"
Yan Ziruo poked Yan Feifan’s forehead. "While I’m driving, if you dare to nag again..."
"Every ti you nag, I’ll stop the car and beat you up."
"You believe ?"
Yan Feifan nodded tactfully.
Just then, the puppy’s whimpering ca from the back seat.
Yan Ziruo leaned back, tore the tape off the cardboard box, plucked the little puppy out, and shoved it into Yan Feifan’s arms.
"Hold him. Play with him. And don’t let him make another sound."
Yan Ziruo raised her fist and shook it again, threatening Yan Feifan, "One nag, one beating!"
For the rest of the journey, Yan Ziruo enjoyed a rare mont of peace and quiet.
However, she kept her speed between sixty and seventy kiloters per hour...
The weather today was quite nice.
The sun was bright and a warm breeze was blowing. It was a perfect day for a spring outing.
As the car approached Phoenix Tail Mountain, the small hills and mounds that ca into view were all draped in fresh, verdant green.
Dotted among them were splashes of vibrant color: crimson, pink, light purple, pale yellow, creamy white, and light gray.
These were patches of unknown wildflowers blooming to welco the spring, as well as the villas and other buildings nestled in their midst.
The spring breeze that slipped through the cracks of the car windows carried not only the warmth of the sun but also the fragrance of sun-ward grass, trees, and mountain flowers.
The lush green scenery and the scent of the warm spring air left Yan Ziruo feeling refreshed and cheerful.
"It must be nice to be rich. You can live in a place with such beautiful scenery and so little pollution."
Yan Ziruo sighed with emotion, then shouted, "Feifan, hurry up and beco a famous doctor and make a ton of money! Then we can buy a villa here too."
Still feeling wronged, Yan Feifan just snorted, unwilling to engage with his impulsive, violent sister...
The MINI rounded a small hill, and the view suddenly opened up before them.
Yan Ziruo saw a vast, shimring lake and a large grassy area along its shore.
Scattered across the grass were a dozen or so tents and sun umbrellas.
She could see children and dogs running around on the grass.
She could see a family sitting on a blanket, happily having a picnic...
At the far end of the adow, at the foot of the mountain, stood several dozen detached villas of varying designs.
There were also several asphalt roads that snaked up the mountainside.
On the left or right side of each road, every few dozen to a hundred ters, one could see another villa surrounded by lush greenery.
The sight made Yan Ziruo a little envious and jealous.
She turned to ask Yan Feifan, "Which road do we take up the mountain?"
Yan Feifan pointed to the second road from the left and said, "That..."
Suddenly, he started shouting urgently, "Dog! Dog! Dog!"
’What dog?’
Puzzled, Yan Ziruo suddenly caught sight of a dog wearing a little vest darting out in front of the car.
In her panic, she yanked the steering wheel hard.
The MINI veered off the road, drove onto the grass, and charged straight toward a cream-white cantilevered sun umbrella.
Beneath the umbrella was a square table where two middle-aged n in casual clothes were sitting across from each other.
"Brake! Brake..."
Yan Feifan yelled for his sister to brake, but then he realized the car was actually accelerating...
’Crap, she hit the gas.’
Realizing this, Yan Feifan reacted quickly.
He had already run through ergency plans for various scenarios in his mind.
He had simulated this exact situation—mistaking the accelerator for the brake, a classic mistake for new drivers—many tis over.
He acted on reflex.
Yan Feifan shot out his long leg, his foot accurately threading through the gap between Yan Ziruo’s legs to stomp on the brake pedal...
The two middle-aged n under the umbrella only noticed the small car bearing down on them when they heard the sharp, sudden screech of brakes.
The man in the western seat, who had a bit of a pot belly, shot up in a panic.
But he stood up so violently that he flipped the square table...
Seeing the black and white ga pieces fly everywhere, Yan Feifan realized the two n had been engrossed in a ga of Go.
Yan Ziruo got out of the car, her legs weak.
She walked to the front of the car and saw with lingering fear that the hood had co to a stop under their umbrella, barely half a ter from the table.
"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!"
Yan Ziruo bowed quickly in apology. "I was trying to avoid a dog that suddenly ran out, and I panicked and drove over here."
"It’s my fault, I’m terribly sorry!"
Yan Feifan, who got out right after her, also asked, "Are you two gentlen all right? Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?"
"Your hearts, for example?"
Yan Feifan noticed the color returning to the pot-bellied man’s pale face, which was quickly turning red as a furious expression appeared and intensified.
"I... I’m fine!"
"But you two are in big trouble."
"Do you have any idea..."
The pot-bellied man roared, "That this ga of Go was tied to a collaboration project worth over a hundred million between and Mr. Pan?"
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