Old Gao personally escorted the two to the parking lot.
When he saw Su Yang open the door of the McLaren Senna, he maintained a calm expression, but inwardly, he was utterly shocked.
'Damn! This guy’s got some serious clout. Isn’t this the McLaren Senna, limited to just 500 units worldwide? My dream car!'
Su Yang glanced at Old Gao with a smile. "No need to see us off. We’re heading out. Oh, by the way, let’s exchange contacts."
"Ah, yes, of course!" Old Gao hurriedly pulled out his phone and stepped forward.
After adding each other on WeChat, Su Yang grinned and slid into the car, driving off with Lin Yiyi in style.
Watching the Senna disappear into the traffic, Old Gao swallowed hard.
"Gotta work harder! One day, I’ll drive a car like that too!"
......
In the car, Su Yang rested his left hand on the steering wheel and his right on the center console, eyes fixed on the road ahead as he asked casually, "So, where to next?"
Lin Yiyi shifted closer to him, her legs pressed together. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and replied, "Up to you, Su. I’m fine with anything."
[Ding. Host’s current mood: relaxed and cheerful. Reward: 800,000 yuan.]
Su Yang glanced at Lin Yiyi’s legs, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
"Where do you live?"
"Tianheyuan Apartments. Why?"
"Just curious. Renting or own the place?"
Lin Yiyi shook her head. "No way I could afford to buy. I just graduated not long ago."
Su Yang nodded. "How big’s your place?"
"Two bedrooms, one living room. 2,300 a month."
"Not bad. Living alone?"
"Yeah."
Su Yang thought for a moment. "How about we drop by your place?"
"Huh? M-my place? It’s kind of messy..."
"Doesn’t matter. We’ve got nowhere else to go anyway."
"W-well... okay."
"Problem? We can skip it if it’s inconvenient."
"No, no! It’s just... I’m embarrassed you’ll see the mess." Lin Yiyi stuck out her tongue nervously.
Su Yang chuckled. "Relax. Let’s go. I think we need to make a U-turn up ahead."
As he drove, Su Yang mentally summoned the system.
—System, pull up Lin Yiyi’s profile.
[Lin Yiyi, Age: 22]
[Height: 165cm]
[Weight: 57kg]
[Looks: 88]
[Figure: 95]
[Relationships: 0, Single]
—Damn!! Forgot her figure score was that high!
—And zero relationships? Wonder if she’s untouched. Gotta check later.
Lin Yiyi had assumed Su Yang would take her to a movie, shopping, or at least book a five-star hotel for the night.
She never expected he’d want to go to her place.
Even though she lived alone, the thought of him seeing her modest apartment made her self-conscious.
But Su Yang didn’t care. A battlefield was a battlefield, no matter the location.
Besides, he figured the vibe would be different at her place.
Right now, he saw Lin Yiyi as nothing more than a fling, so bringing her to his own home was out of the question.
She’d made the first move anyway. No point overthinking it—just go for it.
Soon, Su Yang pulled up to the entrance of Tianheyuan Apartments.
This was an ordinary high-rise residential complex with decent surroundings. The underground parking entrance was located just to the left of the main gate.
Su Yang drove his car into the parking lot, the idle rumble of the engine echoing loudly in the enclosed space. He casually pulled into a parking spot, and the two of them stepped out of the car.
A McLaren Senna appearing in a neighborhood like this was practically a showstopper. A few people parking their cars in nearby spots turned their heads at the sound.
"Holy crap! A supercar?!" A young man quickly pulled out his phone to snap pictures.
Just as Su Yang closed the car door behind him, a somewhat familiar voice called out from not too far to his right.
"Su Yang!!"
‘Damn it, seriously? Of all places to run into someone I know…’ Su Yang thought to himself as he turned toward the voice.
The moment he saw who it was, his facial muscles twitched involuntarily.
"I can’t believe this. Why is it always you?" Su Yang said with visible irritation.
The person walking toward him with a bright smile—the very sight of whom never failed to annoy him—was none other than Lin Xiaomo, his ex-girlfriend.
"What a coincidence! What brings you here?" Lin Xiaomo was wearing a white floral sundress, a Gucci bag dangling from her wrist.
Her gaze then shifted to Lin Yiyi standing beside Su Yang.
"And this is... your girlfriend? Wow, you move on fast, huh?" Lin Xiaomo laughed without restraint.
Su Yang ran a hand through his hair. "None of your business. Seriously, I just don’t get it—why do I keep running into you everywhere?"
"Guess fate hasn’t cut ties between us yet."
"Whoa! Is this your car? Renting something like this must’ve cost a fortune."
Su Yang rolled his eyes. "I don’t have time for this. Do whatever you came here to do and leave me alone." He grabbed Lin Yiyi’s hand and started walking away.
Lin Xiaomo smirked and quickened her pace to follow them.
After a few steps, Su Yang turned around. "Hey, why are you tailing us?"
"Who’s tailing you? I’m just heading this way too."
"Fine, whatever. You go first, then. Here." Su Yang pulled Lin Yiyi aside to let Lin Xiaomo pass.
Lin Xiaomo blinked her large eyes playfully, flashed a grin, and strode ahead.
"Damn it," Su Yang muttered under his breath.
"Su, who was that?"
"My ex."
"Oh... No wonder she’s so pretty," Lin Yiyi remarked, watching Lin Xiaomo’s retreating figure.
Su Yang didn’t deny it—Lin Xiaomo was undeniably attractive. Back in college, he wouldn’t have pursued her so relentlessly otherwise.
Once Lin Xiaomo was out of sight, Su Yang continued walking with Lin Yiyi toward the elevator lobby of their building.
"Which building do you live in?"
"Building 6, Unit 2. It’s right up ahead."
‘Why is she here? Does she live here now too?’
Su Yang mulled it over as they entered the elevator lobby of Building 6, Unit 2—only to find Lin Xiaomo already standing there, waiting.
"You’ve got to be kidding me!"
"Told you fate wasn’t done with us yet. See? Even after I walked ahead, you still caught up."
Su Yang had no patience for her teasing. "Do you live here?" he asked bluntly.
"Yeah, moved in less than two months ago."
"So... wanna come up? I live alone, you know."
"Not happening. Can’t you see I’m with someone?"
"Come on, I don't mind. Your friends are my friends too, right? Besides, wouldn’t that make it even more exciting?" Lin Xiaomo giggled, casting a teasing glance at Su Yang.
Su Yang: ...

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