"Hey."
Li Yuan waved his hand dismissively.
"We're family—no need for thanks."
"The keys are on the bike. Xiao Long, take it for a spin!"
"From now on, this motorcycle is yours!"
Li Yuan declared with a generous air.
"Thanks, Uncle!"
Lin Yu couldn’t wait to hop onto the bike. With a twist of the throttle, the engine roared to life, sending a thrilling rush through his veins.
Riding out from the back door of the mahjong parlor, Lin Yu’s first stop was a motorcycle gear shop to buy a sleek helmet worthy of his new ride.
The helmet served two purposes: safety, and ensuring he wouldn’t accidentally run into the second female lead, Xia Muzhu.
After all, his current persona in front of her was that of an orphaned, impoverished boy.
If she caught him on this high-end motorcycle worth over ten grand, how would he explain it?
Wouldn’t their friendship be doomed the moment she realized he’d been lying?
Cruising through the streets on his flashy bike, Lin Yu kept his speed moderate, weaving through alleys and boulevards.
He knew how to speed—he just didn’t enjoy it anymore.
Before his transmigration, Lin Yu had often hung out with the Yibang gangsters who’d trained at his martial arts school. Back then, he’d loved the adrenaline of darting through traffic at breakneck speeds.
But after witnessing a senior brother’s fatal accident—where both bike and rider were torn to pieces—Lin Yu had sworn off reckless riding. These days, he never pushed past 60 mph.
Bathed in the golden glow of dusk, Lin Yu wandered aimlessly across the sprawling city. His first detour took him past Tang’s mother’s street stall, where he noticed only the older woman working the grill today.
Tang Manman was nowhere in sight, and neither was that timid, delicate-looking boy who usually hung around.
After a brief pause to observe from his bike, Lin Yu rode off again.
His next stop was the neighborhood where Xia Muzhu lived. He circled the area several times, memorizing every corner before finally deciding to leave.
Later, he planned to hit the coastal highway—a stretch of road with little traffic, perfect for cutting loose. There, he’d let himself go, pushing the speedometer past 70 mph at the very least.
But just minutes after leaving Xia Muzhu’s district, Lin Yu spotted a commotion deep in a narrow alley. His eyes lit up.
Now this was entertainment.
He steered his bike closer, about to park when he recognized the figures in the heated scuffle.
Well, well.
All familiar faces!
Watching Brother Mao—the self-proclaimed leader with his purple hair—and the purple-haired bully Gu Yue go at each other’s throats made Lin Yu even more amused.
A classic case of dogs eating dogs.
What a show!
Ducking behind a corner, Lin Yu removed his helmet, and their shouts drifted clearly to his ears.
"Gu Yue, when the hell are you going to deliver Tang Manman to me?"
Brother Mao, the expelled delinquent with violet locks, snarled furiously, his face twisted in rage. He looked ready to devour the cowering girl in front of him.
"B-Brother Mao, I really can’t do it..."
"If Brother Long finds out, he’ll kill me!"
Gu Yue, the purple-haired troublemaker, trembled like a frightened quail, her back pressed against the wall. Her heavily made-up face was streaked with fear and distress, the left side slightly swollen—proof that their "discussion" had already turned physical before Lin Yu arrived.
"Brother Long?"
"He's Brother Long!"
"Gu Yue, I fucking warn you!"
"It's because of a bitch like you that I got expelled from school. You fucking owe me—get Tang Manman out here. This is what you owe me!"
The purple-haired delinquent hurled insults without restraint, completely oblivious to the fact that he was the one to blame for everything. The consequences he faced were nothing less than what he deserved.
"Brother Mao, I really can't."
"If Brother Long finds out, he'll kill me."
"Are... are you not afraid Brother Long will come after you for this?"
"His uncle is..."
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
