A Bumpy Road (Physics)

Seeing the access control system properly installed, Lin Yu let out a small sigh of relief, feeling as if the weight pressing on his heart had lightened somewhat.

Handing a stack of access cards to Xia Yueshan beside him, Lin Yu instructed,

"Go distribute these to the residents."

Xia Yueshan nodded and headed into the building with the cards.

With that matter settled, Lin Yu turned and left Xinyue Residential Area.

Back home, he read for a while until night fell. Closing his book, Lin Yu prepared to execute his plan.

After sending a message to the girl Cheng Ya and receiving her reply with an address, Lin Yu rode his motorcycle over.

Arriving at the location, he waited downstairs for a while.

Cheng Ya soon came down, wearing a purple strapless dress. A pair of pale, jiggly assets—soft as jelly—were exposed to the air, rising and falling in a particularly eye-catching manner.

"How's this outfit?"

"Does it meet your requirements?"

Standing in front of Lin Yu, Cheng Ya spread her arms and confidently showed herself off.

"Perfect!"

Lin Yu nodded emphatically.

"Hop on. Let's get this done early so we can go home sooner."

He patted the back seat of his motorcycle.

Cheng Ya nodded, but as her eyes landed on the sleek, beautifully colored bike beneath Lin Yu, her finely drawn eyebrows arched in admiration.

"That’s one cool bike. How much did it cost?"

"Not sure. It was a gift—probably worth tens of thousands," Lin Yu estimated.

Behind him, Cheng Ya’s eyes—enhanced by colored contacts—suddenly lit up. A thrilled smile curled at her lips as she climbed onto the back seat.

Feeling her settle in, Lin Yu placed his feet on the bike’s footrests. Just to be safe, he asked,

"You steady back there?"

"All good."

A deliberately sweet, high-pitched voice answered from behind.

Hearing that exaggerated, saccharine tone, Lin Yu instinctively frowned.

He was about to remind Cheng Ya that it wasn’t time to act yet when an unfamiliar softness pressed against his back.

The words stuck in his throat. Swallowing hard, he finally managed to say after a long pause,

"Uh, listen."

"You’re here to perform, not to offer anything else."

"No worries~"

Cheng Ya replied in the same sugary voice.

At the same time, she wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Yu’s waist and swayed slightly, making sure he fully appreciated her assets.

Lin Yu sniffed.

He had no idea why she was acting like this.

But as the saying goes:

Only a fool passes up free benefits!

Now, where was that unpaved gravel road nearby again?

...

After a bumpy ride, they arrived near Tang’s mother’s barbecue stall. Watching the mother-daughter duo busy at work, Lin Yu turned to Cheng Ya and said,

"See that?"

"The girl over there serving skewers."

"When we go order, act close to me."

Cheng Ya seemed to have poor eyesight. Squinting, she stared at the distant figure for a long moment before turning back to Lin Yu with a puzzled expression.

"So you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend in front of that girl?"

Lin Yu nodded, then added,

"Nothing too intimate—just enough to make it obvious we’re together."

"Wait, why though?"

Cheng Ya suddenly blurted out.

"What do you mean 'why'?"

Lin Yu asked, confused.

"Why are you having me pretend to be your girlfriend in front of her?"

Cheng Ya looked utterly bewildered.

"Well, it’s a bit complicated to explain."

After a moment’s thought, Lin Yu kept it brief:

"Basically, she’s into me, but I don’t want anything to do with her. So I brought you along to show her I’m taken and kill her interest."

"What?!"

Cheng Ya couldn’t control her volume.

"Keep it down!"

Lin Yu quickly covered her mouth, glancing nervously toward Tang Manman. Relieved she hadn’t noticed, he lowered his hand and shot Cheng Ya a warning look.

Realizing she’d been too loud, Cheng Ya lowered her voice but still pointed at the busy girl in disbelief.

"Her?!"

Lin Yu nodded.

Then she pointed back at Lin Yu.

"Into you?"

"Yeah, what’s the problem?"

Lin Yu nodded again, clueless.

Cheng Ya let out a derisive laugh, as if hearing the most absurd story. Thumbs-up in hand, she kept nodding at Lin Yu.

"Bro, you… you’re really something."

Annoyed by her odd behavior, Lin Yu frowned.

"What’s your deal? Can you do this or not?"

"If not, I’ll find someone else. Don’t waste my time."

"No, no, no! Big bro, I can do it. I can totally do it—anything you need!"

Cheng Ya quickly grabbed his hand, backing down.

Seeing her relent, Lin Yu dropped the issue.

Truthfully, he was more worried about her quitting than anything else. Finding someone with her proportions in H City was no easy task.

The thought made him recall the second female lead, Xia Muzhu.

Comparing the two purely on visual impact, Xia Muzhu couldn’t compete with Cheng Ya.

But in reality?

Xia Muzhu would win hands down.

Xia Muzhu was taller than most women, and her figure wasn’t as slender as Tang Manman’s.

Even with a build that didn’t emphasize curves, she still managed to be… impressively endowed.

Tsk tsk.

Truly terrifying!

Cheng Ya’s voluptuousness only stood out because of her petite frame.

No match for Xia Muzhu.

Shaking off the random thoughts, Lin Yu eyed Cheng Ya’s eager-to-please smile and asked warily,

"You remember everything I told you, right?"

"Got it."

Cheng Ya nodded.

"Then let’s go."

"Don’t mess this up."

With that, Lin Yu turned and walked toward the barbecue stall.

The moment his back was turned, Cheng Ya’s smile vanished. Grimacing, she silently mouthed at his retreating figure:

Fcking delusional loser!

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