Private Tutor Gu Ran (Extra Chapter)

Chapter 155

"Clatter."

Not far away, the unlit cigarette fell from Coach Lao Zhang's mouth onto the ground.

His bull-like eyes widened, staring fixedly at the pitch-black skid marks on the ground, his jaw almost dropping to his feet.

Is this a fucking Santana?

This is clearly the spirit of the God of Mount Akina possessing the car!

Inside the car, Gu Ran unfastened his seatbelt, his expression as calm as if he had just returned from buying groceries at the market.

He turned to look at the passenger seat.

The young girl was gripping the handle tightly, her knuckles white from the force, her already well-developed chest heaving violently.

In those cold, almond-shaped eyes, the terror was slowly fading, replaced by an unconcealable brilliance.

"Scared?"

Gu Ran reached out, his fingertips brushing aside the damp, sweat-soaked strands of hair on her forehead.

His movements were gentle, completely different from the crazy driver who had just drifted through the S-curve.

Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously shook her head, then nodded.

The moment the rear of the car swung out just now, she thought she was going to die.

But seeing Gu Ran beside her, the fear turned into the thrill of an adrenaline rush.

"N-no... I'm fine." The girl's voice trembled, but carried a hint of imperceptible excitement.

"As long as you're fine." Gu Ran chuckled softly.

What he didn't know was that the obedient girl was being developed into new attributes step by step by him.

Outside the car, Qin Zhaoyang was awkwardly climbing up from the ground.

His shiny slicked-back hair had turned into a bird's nest, his expensive floral shirt was covered in dust, and the worst part was his face, which had taken the brunt of the dirt kicked up by the tires.

"You... you..."

Qin Zhaoyang pointed at Gu Ran, his fingers trembling, his throat feeling as if it were stuffed with cotton.

The moment the rear of the car swept over just now, it was definitely no more than twenty centimeters from the tip of his nose!

"You what?"

Gu Ran rested one hand on the window sill, his eyes teasing, "Young Master Qin, legs gone soft? Need me to help you book a doctor's appointment?"

"This is dangerous driving! I'm going to call the police! I'm going to make the driving school expel you!" Qin Zhaoyang finally roared, trying to use volume to cover up his fear.

"Call the police, my ass!"

An angry roar exploded like thunder.

Lao Zhang rushed over with a dark face, first tenderly touching the Santana's bumper to confirm no paint had chipped, then pointing at Qin Zhaoyang's nose and cursing loudly:

"Who told you to park your car in the middle of the road? That's the exit of the S-curve! Don't you understand what a blind spot is?!"

"If this kid's skills weren't solid, he would have knocked you flying just now! Are you trying to pull a scam or reincarnate?"

Qin Zhaoyang was stunned by the scolding, pointing at himself, his face full of disbelief.

This fucking script is wrong!

I'm clearly the victim!

Are you all blind?!

"Hurry up and move your piece of junk! Don't block my teaching!" Lao Zhang waved his hand like swatting a fly, "If you don't move it, believe it or not, I'll call security to tow it?"

The surrounding students also gathered around, pointing and whispering, some even taking out their phones to take pictures.

"So what if you drive a BMW, you still got schooled by a Santana."

"That drift just now was so cool, this rich kid was scared like a dog..."

"Hilarious, this is what they call low damage, high insult."

The fragmented mockery pierced his ears like needles.

Qin Zhaoyang's face turned the color of pig liver, glaring viciously at Gu Ran, then glancing at Ye Zhenzhen in the passenger seat.

But this stunningly beautiful girl didn't even spare him a glance from the corner of her eye, her eyes entirely focused on the kid driving the Santana.

"Fine! You wait! I'm not staying at this trash driving school!"

Qin Zhaoyang dropped a harsh threat, got into the BMW, and fled the scene with his tail between his legs.

"Tch, coward." Gu Ran curled his lip.

This level of villain didn't even qualify to make him use his brain, purely an experience-giving mob.

Lao Zhang knocked on the window, his eyes complex, "Alright kid, stop pretending. You don't get these skills without ten years of practice, used to drive illegal cabs?"

"Natural talent, played too much QQ Speed." Gu Ran grinned, "Don't believe me? Go top up for a Diamond VIP and try?"

"Full of hot air."

Lao Zhang rolled his eyes, turning back with his hands behind his back, "I'm warning you, teach this girl properly, no more dangerous moves. I'm going to get some water to calm my nerves, my heart is about to give out."

Regarding Gu Ran's skills, the coach felt deep admiration and decided not to stay and be a third wheel.

Once the tactful coach left, the cabin quieted down.

In the confined space, ambiguous factors began to multiply madly.

"Alright, the MVP assist is gone." Gu Ran turned his head, his gaze burning, "Student Ye, the formal lesson begins, I'll be your private tutor."

Ye Zhenzhen's ears grew hot; having watched too many dramas on the site Pei Susu gave her recently, she felt this "private tutor" wasn't quite proper.

"I... I still don't know how to use the clutch..."

"Normal, that was a stunt just now, now I'll teach you the basics."

Gu Ran unfastened his seatbelt and leaned right over.

"Eh? What are you doing?" The girl instinctively shrank back, pressing against the seat back, looking like a frightened little rabbit.

"Adjusting your posture."

Gu Ran spouted nonsense with a straight face.

He rested one hand on the seat back, and placed the other directly over her left hand gripping the steering wheel.

The distance instantly closed.

The fresh scent of laundry detergent mixed with the unique hormonal aura of a young man aggressively invaded the girl's nasal cavity, pervasive.

"Relax your hand, don't be stiff."

Gu Ran's chest was almost pressed against her back, his exhaled hot breath spraying on her sensitive ear, provoking a tiny shudder.

Ye Zhenzhen's brain sort of crashed.

Is... is this teaching driving?

This is clearly...

"Focus." Gu Ran's palm applied a slight pressure, wrapping around her small hand, "Lift your left foot slowly, feel the vibration of the car body? This is the friction point."

"Mmm..."

The girl let out a soft hum, as soft and sweet as a cat.

With teaching like this, how could she feel the car body vibrating?

All her senses were focused on the places where they were pressed together.

The warmth on the back of her hand, the breathing by her ear, the chest behind her.

The narrow cabin seemed to become an independent world; outside the window, the blazing sun and cicadas, inside, ambiguity flourishing.

Under Gu Ran's "immersive" teaching, ten minutes later, the Santana miraculously completed a reverse park.

"Not bad, a teachable student."

Gu Ran let go, taking the opportunity to scrape her nose, "It seems I, as a private tutor, am quite skilled."

Ye Zhenzhen felt like she had received a pardon, quickly pushing the door to get out.

The moment her feet touched the ground, her knees went soft, almost kneeling, luckily caught by Gu Ran's quick reflexes.

"What? Legs gone soft?" Gu Ran had a half-smile, his eyes playful.

"N-no! They're asleep from sitting too long!" The girl blushed and spoke stubbornly, but her heart was beating so fast it felt like it would jump out of her throat.

...

At noon, a fast-food restaurant near the driving school.

After two iced colas, the flush on Ye Zhenzhen's face finally subsided a little.

"Buzz—"

Gu Ran's phone vibrated.

A multimedia message, sender note: [Employee GR-002] (Li Sinan).

He clicked on the picture.

A wide perspective, excellent lighting.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire view of the South Campus of Qinglin University was visible, the distant clock tower clearly in sight.

Then a text message came in.

[Li Sinan: Boss, see if this place works. 16th floor of the Sci-Tech Center, whole floor, fully furnished and ready to move in. It's just a bit expensive, rent for half a year is 500,000...]

The corners of Gu Ran's lips curled up slightly as his fingers typed out a rapid reply:

[Approved. Sign it directly, the funds will be in the account within five minutes. Use the rest to purchase some office equipment.]

After letting Ye Zhenzhen know, he quickly made a trip to the bank next door to transfer the money.

Sitting back down upon his return, Gu Ran let out a breath as he looked at the photos of the contract sent by Li Sinan on his phone screen.

Everything was ready.

When school started in September, this place would be the launching pad for the "GR Gaming Empire," as well as the first puzzle piece of his business domain.

"Who is it? You're smiling so... deviously."

The girl's suspicious voice came from across the table.

Ye Zhenzhen chewed on her straw, her large eyes staring at him warily.

Gu Ran's smile just now gave her a gut feeling that the person on the other end of the phone was a woman.

"What do you mean devious? This is called strategizing," Gu Ran said, placing his phone face down. "I'm negotiating a massive deal worth hundreds of millions."

"Braggart," Ye Zhenzhen curled her lip, poking at the chicken chop on her plate. "I think you're just brewing up some bad ideas again."

Even though she verbally expressed her disbelief, Gu Ran indeed had far too many secrets lately.

His sudden wealth, his driving skills, and how he was mysteriously busy every single day...

"Ye Zhenzhen," Gu Ran suddenly called out.

"Wh... what?"

"I'll give you a big surprise when school starts," Gu Ran said with gentle eyes. "Don't get so scared you start crying."

"I will not, you're the crybaby!" Ye Zhenzhen blushed and pouted, muttering softly, "As long as it's not a fright, it's fine."

Gu Ran smiled but said nothing.

When she stood in front of those floor-to-ceiling windows and he softly told her that she was the boss lady of this place, he hoped she wouldn't be scared to tears.

Finishing his meal, Gu Ran wiped his mouth. Watching the girl who was still battling her chicken chop, he tapped his fingers lightly against the tabletop.

"By the way, Student Ye."

"Hmm?" The girl looked up, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster, looking so cute it made one want to poke them.

"Even though it was a 'sibling' group buy, my private tutoring lessons cost extra."

Gu Ran leaned forward, pointed at his cheek, and gave her a playful look. "I worked so hard teaching you in the car just now. Shouldn't we... settle the tuition fees for that?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen froze. The ambiguous scene in the car instantly flooded her mind, and her face flushed bright red.

"You... in your dreams!"

"It's fine, it doesn't matter if you can't pay."

As he spoke, Gu Ran stood up and walked over to her side. He leaned in and whispered softly in her ear, his warm breath enveloping her once more.

"You can owe me for now."

"When we go home tonight... you can slowly pay it back with interest."

After saying that, he gave a wicked smile, ruffled the girl's hair, and turned to stride toward the door.

Ye Zhenzhen sat blankly in her seat, the hand holding her fork trembling slightly.

This bad boy... what did he want to do tonight?!

Could his mind be filled with naughty thoughts again?

Looking at the boy's retreating back, the girl bit her lower lip, her firm legs uncontrollably squeezing together.

"Hooligan..."