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The relatively empty road became a racetrack for Xia Yan's sports car. Fei Hu truly suspected that this woman might have a background as a race car driver; the sedan in her hands was pushed to its limits.
Sitting in the back seat, Fei Hu softly said, "Alright, there's no need to go this fast; we've already come such a long way."
Xia Yan's tense Divine Essence finally relaxed. She tapped the brakes with her foot and slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road. After getting out, she glanced around for a moment and quickly removed the cover from the license plate.
The car started moving again, and Fei Hu said to Xia Yan, "Can you take me home? I have to work tomorrow."
"What are you talking about? Are you afraid I'll eat you? It's just one more street until we reach my place; I'll take you back tomorrow," Xia Yan firmly rejected, leaving no room for negotiation. Fei Hu helplessly shrugged.
Once inside, Xia Yan hurriedly closed the windows tightly and locked the door. Fei Hu found it somewhat amusing, but Xia Yan was serious as she said, "What are you doing? It's so dangerous! Even if I'm broke, I can't let you do something like this! If something happens tonight, I swear I'll crash the car."
Fei Hu was momentarily stunned by her words; he hadn't considered that aspect. This woman had a touching side to her. He smiled and said, "What could possibly happen? Those few useless guys are easy to deal with. Besides, we're using your own money; do they even dare to make a fuss? Come on, check how much is here. I feel it's a bit heavy," he said as he tossed the bag to Xia Yan.
The moment Xia Yan opened the bag, she was dumbfounded and nearly cried out, "You... you look! How could it be these things?"
Fei Hu's head buzzed when he heard that. "What the hell! After taking such a big risk, there can't be no money in there." He snatched the bag from Xia Yan's hands. Oh my god! It was indeed several bottles of cosmetics and some random items for women. Fei Hu nearly went crazy; after all that trouble during the night, what use were these useless things?
It couldn't be! Yellow-Haired Xiao Si was carrying this bag. No way could such a large bag only contain cosmetics. Thinking of this, Fei Hu immediately turned the bag upside down. With a shake of his hands, everything inside spilled onto the ground. Another shake revealed several bundles of hundred-dollar bills falling out.
Xia Yan gasped and rushed over, kneeling on the ground as she began counting each bundle—ten bundles in total! That was one hundred thousand yuan! Having regained what was lost, Xia Yan stood up excitedly and hugged Fei Hu, showering him with kisses just as the clock on the wall struck three in the morning.
Fei Hu gently pushed Xia Yan away and said, "Alright, stop being crazy. Let's wash up and get some sleep! I can't afford to miss my shift tomorrow." Xia Yan obediently nodded. In her eyes now, Fei Hu was no longer just a person but a god in her heart.
Logically speaking, he had accomplished a Major Incident tonight and should be happy about it; however, Fei Hu suddenly felt bored and couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. Even when he saw Xia Yan's lingerie while showering, he felt no excitement at all.
The night was quiet, and the big bed was very comfortable. In his dreams, Fei Hu felt Xia Yan's smooth body pressing against him. He also heard Xia Yan's gentle and charming voice: "Haven't you slept with a woman yet? Tonight, I'll take care of you."
Fei Hu forced himself to turn over, but nightmares came one after another. He dreamed that Ye Wu was wielding a machete, leading a group of yellow-haired thugs chasing after him. He could only run and fight, but strangely, these thugs couldn't be defeated; instead, they multiplied. Just when he felt he was about to collapse, a sudden sound of dawn broke through the nightmare.
Fei Hu suddenly sat up, but didn't get up. He saw one of Xia Yan's hands resting on his chest while her other smooth and white leg lay across his abdomen. The morning's masculine reaction instantly arose, and he felt an urge.
The phone kept ringing, and the room brightened up. It seemed he had overslept again. Fei Hu looked down and pushed the nearly unconscious Xia Yan, but she was sleeping too soundly to respond. The phone was out of reach in the clothes on the table, and as no one answered, the ringing gradually stopped. When Fei Hu saw Xia Yan squished against him, her figure transformed, his eyes widened. His hand involuntarily reached out and gently touched her curves.
Oh my! This feeling was beyond description. When his hand brushed against Xia Yan's sensitive spot, she opened her eyes. Pretending to be angry, she lightly slapped Fei Hu's broad chest and teased, "Is this all you've got?"
The phone rang again; it seemed it wouldn't stop until someone answered. Seeing this, Xia Yan angrily rolled over to the side. Fei Hu couldn't help but feel resigned; whenever he had such good fortune, it was always like this—he just couldn't shake off the label of being a virgin.
When Fei Hu answered the phone, he was shocked to find it was already eight-thirty in the morning, while he was supposed to be at work by eight o'clock. To make matters worse, there were five missed calls from what seemed to be the company's landline. With an uneasy heart, Fei Hu quickly pressed the answer button. A woman's voice came through: "Hello! Fei Hu, what are you doing? Why didn't you answer the phone? Is something wrong?" It was Helena's voice; she sounded very concerned and didn't seem to blame him for missing work.
"I... I had a high fever last night and got an IV drip; I forgot to ask for leave," Fei Hu suddenly told a lie so outrageous that even he couldn't believe it. At his age, he had never experienced such a cold.
Helena laughed on the phone: "A strong guy like you can catch a cold? Don't worry about it; I've already filled out your leave request for you. Do you want me to come see you? Which hospital are you in?"
Fei Hu panicked upon hearing this and hurriedly said, "No need! I'm almost better; I'll come to work soon."
"Alright then! Take care of yourself; health is important," Helena said with concern before hanging up.
As Fei Hu turned over to get out of bed, Xia Yan only showed him her bare backside without acknowledging him at all. It seemed she was really angry. Let her be angry! It's good to have some boundaries in life.
After washing up and just as he was about to leave, Xia Yan came out carrying a large bag in her hand. She still didn't seem ready to get up and was wrapped in a towel blanket, with her upper body exposed in pure whiteness.
Fei Hu smiled and said, "You should sleep a bit more! Stay in for a while, be more restrained. After some time, save this money in batches. Don't call me about gambling anymore, or I might lose my temper."
"I got it! You're so naggy. Take this bag back and look at it later. If you don't take it, we’ll cut ties right here, and we won't know each other anymore. Even if I die, I won't come looking for you," Xia Yan said, reaching out. She didn't expect to pull too hard, and the towel slipped down from her chest; she didn't even care.
Seeing Xia Yan's comical appearance, Fei Hu almost burst out laughing. He took the bag with his left hand and suddenly grabbed a handful of her jade-like chest with his right hand. Xia Yan's eyes widened, and she kicked out with a swift move. Fei Hu dodged and laughed heartily as he turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Xia Yan suddenly called out.
Oh my gosh! Is it that hard to part ways? Women are really troublesome, Fei Hu shook his head and turned around, feeling a bit helpless as he asked, "What is it now, miss? Are you not going to let me leave?"
Xia Yan pulled out two hundred-dollar bills from the bag and stuffed them into Fei Hu's pocket, saying, "Go take a taxi instead of squeezing on the bus. Don't you want to hurry to work?"
Fei Hu was taken aback; since he was getting money, he might as well experience the thrill of taking a taxi. After all, it was only two hundred dollars. He didn't refuse and turned to open the door, stepping outside. Behind him came Xia Yan's voice: "Remember to call me when you have time."
Tch, it's good that I don't have a girlfriend in the true sense; otherwise, I would really be annoyed. Fei Hu shook his head as he walked away, feeling extremely relieved.
In less than half an hour of taking a taxi, Fei Hu arrived at his small room. Just as he was about to go to work, he remembered the bag Xia Yan had given him. He thought for a moment and pulled the bag out from under the bed. Opening it up revealed new clothes; it seemed Xia Yan had prepared everything in advance. Fei Hu felt warmth in his heart; only his grandfather cared for him like this.
There was also a piece of paper inside the bag. When Fei Hu opened it, he saw written on it: "I’ve tucked five thousand yuan into the clothes. This is neither gratitude nor a gift, nor is it sympathy. Arm yourself! Make others see you differently. If one day you become successful, you can pay me back this money; but for now, you must accept it. Otherwise, I will fall out with you—I'm serious."
Holding the note in his hand, Fei Hu remained silent for a long time without any reaction; he truly didn't know how to respond.
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