Chapter 80: The Madwoman Leaps onto the Car

Regarding Hua Xiaocui’s request, Xianyu Jing could only shrug helplessly. “You’d better go downstairs and help Aunt Rong with her chores.”

“Oh.” Hua Xiaocui muttered under her breath, “Helping Aunt Rong isn’t anything special, it’s just that she’s so good at scolding people!”

Xianyu Jing smiled.

When Hua Xiaocui first arrived, Aunt Rong had been perpetually dissatisfied, hoping Xianyu Jing would send her back. But ever since Hua Xiaocui had kicked Nangong Lü, Aunt Rong’s attitude shifted; she now believed that keeping Hua Xiaocui around would deter Nangong Lü from ever coming back.

As for Second Young Master Lü, after being kicked, he was in a terrible mood when he attended his friends’ gathering alone.

Last time, he’d brought Xianyu Jing to a charity ball, hoping she’d meet Xi Junle. His intent was to use Xi Junle to test Xianyu Jing’s standing in his own elder brother’s eyes.

He knew Xi Junle well: a young master from a refined scholarly family, upright and talented, adored by countless admirers. Xianyu Jing, being young and spirited, how could she not be charmed by such a handsome genius?

At that point, would his elder brother support Xianyu Jing or oppose her?

His plan had been flawless—but he hadn’t anticipated that Xianyu Jing would have no interest in Xi Junle.

Impossible! Could it be she already liked someone else?

Gu Ziyun noticed Nangong Lü had been frowning and deep in thought ever since entering the private room. He couldn’t help teasing, “Second Young Master Lü, why the gloomy face? Did some young lady get tangled up with you?”

Gu Chao from the neighboring table chimed in, eager for gossip, “Lü, with your little sister around, those other girls can’t catch your eye anymore, right?”

“Get out of here!” Nangong Lü shoved Gu Chao aside.

Couldn’t they see he was busy with serious matters?

“Speaking of which, Second Young Master Lü, why don’t you bring your little sister along to hang out with us? Afraid we’ll bully her?” Gu Ziyun continued to tease.

“Don’t even mention it!” Nangong Lü’s anger flared at the thought.

It was all because of that brat Xiaocui! She actually dared to lay hands on him, and even called him a filthy scoundrel, utterly ruining his reputation as Second Young Master Lü.

If it weren’t for Aunt Rong and Xianyu Jing backing her, he’d have made that brat kneel and beg for mercy!

“What happened?” Gu Ziyun had never seen him look so ferocious.

“Drinks!” Nangong Lü was restless and irritable.

Gu Ziyun didn’t press further. He poured Nangong Lü a drink, but just then Gu Chao exclaimed, holding up his phone, “Lü, look at this!”

Gu Ziyun scoffed, “Don’t make such a fuss,” but glanced over. Gu Yue had just posted a video in their “Metropolis Male Gods” group.

In the video, a fiery red figure moved wildly under chaotic, dazzling lights, twisting her sensual body to the explosive rhythm of the music.

Her wine-red long curls whipped about, occasionally revealing a bewitching and alluring face—emerald eyes seductive, crimson lips enchanting, making one’s blood race!

“Impressive!” Gu Ziyun couldn’t help but praise, “Where did Gu Yue stumble upon such a beauty?”

Gu Chao was full of excitement, “Just at the nightclub in the building next door.”

Nangong Lü and his circle were all privileged young men; they usually frequented upscale clubs, while only Gu Yue had a taste for thrill and loved hitting the nightclubs.

Seeing Nangong Lü’s gloomy mood, Gu Ziyun urged, “Second Young Master Lü, want to go check it out?”

Nangong Lü wasn’t interested and stood up to leave. “You guys go ahead.”

“Come on, Lü, let’s have some fun together!”

Nangong Lü ignored Gu Chao’s calls and left the club alone. He’d just received a message from Nangong Ao, warning him to be wary of someone targeting the Nangong family.

Nangong Lü understood—his elder brother wouldn’t warn him unless things were serious. The men of the Nangong family all had their abilities, and anyone who could threaten them surely had formidable backing.

He enjoyed the nightlife, but he was no fool.

As Nangong Lü took the car keys from the valet and started his vehicle, a fiery red figure leapt over the door and settled confidently into the passenger seat.

Stunned, Nangong Lü turned to stare at the seductive woman with long hair. “Who are you?”

No matter how nice his car was, at least people should greet him before getting in. For someone to jump in so abruptly—this was a first!

“Enough talk, drive!” The woman snapped impatiently.

Ha! This woman was something else—did she think he’d just take any random woman home?

“You get—”

Before Nangong Lü could finish, the woman stomped on the accelerator, pressing it to the floor.

Luckily, Nangong Lü’s hands grasped the steering wheel in time, keeping control. Otherwise, they would have crashed straight into the parked cars!

With the pedal still under the woman’s foot, Nangong Lü couldn’t spare attention to wrestle with her. He could only think that tonight he’d met a madwoman.

And perhaps he and his beloved car would make tomorrow’s headlines together: Second Young Master Nangong and a wild beauty in a fatal street racing accident!

“Focus, don’t get distracted!” The woman shouted at him.

Nangong Lü snapped back to attention, weaving skillfully through the endless traffic at high speed. Despite the velocity, he never collided with another vehicle.

Aside from his talent with women, Nangong Lü’s other skill was racing. If it weren’t for recent crackdowns on street racing in the metropolis, his racing team would never have disbanded!

“Car’s catching up behind us—shake it off!” The woman yelled again.

Nangong Lü glanced quickly in the rearview mirror; a black SUV was tailing them closely.

If he wasn’t mistaken, someone in the car was aiming a tranquilizer gun at them.

He cursed aloud—what trouble had this crazy woman dragged him into!

But now wasn’t the time to argue. Nangong Lü focused intently, darting even faster through the traffic, and at the next intersection, he drifted sharply and spun the car around.

Horns blared.

Suddenly, the intersection was chaos. Nangong Lü paid no mind, continuing to race his Maserati onto an elevated highway, leaving the pursuing vehicle far behind.

After passing two exits, he chose a road with less traffic, exited the highway, and finally pulled over on a secluded lane.

After that life-or-death chase, Second Young Master Nangong’s hair was disheveled and his complexion looked grim.

“Get out!” he growled through clenched teeth.

The woman smoothed her equally messy curls and twisted them into a bun atop her head.

She then smiled charmingly at Nangong Lü. “Does Second Young Master Nangong always deny acquaintance after the fact?”

Nangong Lü stared at her lazy yet seductive face, but could not recall ever knowing such a madwoman!

“Who are you? How do you know me?”

“Ha!” The woman laughed. “Well, I’m certainly not someone you met in bed!”

Nangong Lü had no patience for her jokes. “Who are you, really?”

The woman crossed her arms and looked at him, utterly unhurried. “Your savior!”