The white Mercedes-Benz sped along the road, its velocity transforming into a white blur, leaving all other vehicles in the dust and standing out starkly.
Thump, thump. Apart from feeling like his little heart was about to leap out of his chest, Ye Cheng inexplicably saw a sea of flowers... He wondered if he was about to kick the bucket.
It felt like his life would start flashing before his eyes any second now.
Next time, no matter what, he would never get in a certain old fossil's car again. Others might cost you money, but Tang Yuyao cost you your life!
Although... it had to be said, her driving skills were actually decent. Even though Tang Yuyao's speed was terrifying, it was miraculous how she could always precisely avoid the vehicles ahead, each time a hair's breadth away, incredibly accurate.
Truly befitting a doctor. Such high precision clearly made her perfect for surgery—fast, accurate, and ruthless. The only downside was it was a bit too hard on one's HP bar.
It looked dangerous, and in reality, it was absolutely not safe. The slightest misstep and they'd both be restarting their lives. Perhaps precisely because of Tang Yuyao's life-disregarding driving style, the surrounding cars automatically gave way.
Somehow, on the originally somewhat congested streets of Dahai City, a remarkably "smooth" path opened up for them. Ye Cheng was dumbfounded. Was this even possible?
Ye Cheng first looked at the path the cars had automatically yielded, then glanced at Tang Yuyao beside him, who gripped the steering wheel with both hands, looking as focused as if she were playing bumper cars, her concentration intense.
"Dr. Tang, does this usually happen when you drive?"
"Happen? What do you mean?"
"You know, originally crowded roads suddenly becoming strangely clear as you drive, just like... our situation right now." Ye Cheng ventured, pointing at the path cleared by the cars ahead.
Tang Yuyao looked puzzled, "Isn't it always like this? You drive and eventually there aren't many cars. Don't other people experience this?"
Ye Cheng: "..."
Incredible!!!
It seemed everyone valued their lives more, understanding the "principle of yielding for happiness." When you encounter a maniac like Tang Yuyao speeding on the road, you just go along with it, like humoring a fool.
Otherwise, if Tang Yuyao made a slip—oh no, a misstep—and hit the gas instead of the brake, they'd all be restarting together.
With the journey unimpeded, Ye Cheng's hanging heart gradually settled. It seemed... maybe it wasn't that dangerous?
Once Ye Cheng got used to it, he felt it was just whatever. What was there to be afraid of? It was just driving 100 km/h in the city, no big deal. Time for a nap!
In a short time, Ye Cheng not only adapted to this intensity but actually started feeling drowsy. He yawned, closed his eyes, and began to sleep.
Half a minute later.
Screech! Tang Yuyao slammed on the brakes. Ye Cheng felt a forward restraining force and an "impulse" as the seatbelt tightened, saving Ye Cheng's sorry hide and preventing him from flying out.
Ye Cheng: "..."
"You old fossil, you did that on purpose, didn't you? You..."
Ye Cheng stopped mid-sentence, falling silent as he looked at the large group of traffic police ahead. No wonder they stopped. They hadn't arrived; they'd been caught.
They had reached a bridge where traffic police were conducting a routine check. A large contingent of officers at the bridge entrance were having drivers blow into red-and-blue sticks one by one.
Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow, "A DUI check?"
What kind of arrangement was this? Even if it was a DUI check, shouldn't it be at night? Under the cover of darkness—that's when people think it's the perfect time for mischief. People who drink think so, and the traffic police think so too. When thoughts align, that's when they check!
Ye Cheng actually quite liked this kind of spectator event. If he weren't in a hurry to get back to school, he'd probably stick around, pretending to look for something while secretly eavesdropping and enjoying the drama. Pure bliss.
"Heh, fun to watch, love watching it..."
Ye Cheng chuckled gleefully like a simple-minded child. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something... Wait, drinking, drunk driving...
Oh no!
The drama was about to land on his own head.
Ye Cheng suddenly remembered that Tang Yuyao had drunk quite a bit yesterday. She came to drive early this morning. There was a good chance she was driving under the influence right now!
Ye Cheng's heart sank. He prepared to drag Tang Yuyao and make a run for it.
As for the car, worst case it gets towed. Compared to sitting in a jail cell, losing a car was a bargain. They could just hire a sharp lawyer later, have a simple court fight, and get the car back.
Drunk driving isn't scary; what's scary is getting caught. As long as you're not caught, it didn't happen. It's the same principle as getting checked for not wearing a helmet while riding a bike.
Ye Cheng hurriedly unbuckled his seatbelt, "Old fossil, let's run!"
Seeing Ye Cheng's frantic appearance, Tang Yuyao looked confused, "Run from what? What's the big deal, kid? It's just a DUI check."
Ye Cheng: "???"
"Buddy, maybe you should listen to what you're saying. You drank!" Ye Cheng stared at Tang Yuyao in shock.
Tang Yuyao frowned, "When did I drink? That was yesterday. It's already the next day now. How could there still be any? I didn't drink much; my body would have metabolized it by..."
Her voice grew softer towards the end, finally falling silent. Then, mirroring Ye Cheng's action, she began unbuckling her seatbelt, ready to run.
Click!
Tang Yuyao unbuckled her belt and noticed Ye Cheng had suddenly become still, sitting in his seat like a well-behaved child. She was slightly puzzled.
"What are you doing, kid? Hurry up and run! You..."
Tang Yuyao's voice cut off abruptly. Following the direction Ye Cheng was pointing, she seemed to realize something, her face stiffening as she slowly turned her head. A large cluster of traffic police was outside, tapping on the car window with a red-and-blue stick.
Not only that, but the number of officers gathering around was increasing. They seemed to have become a key subject of attention.
To be fair, it wasn't entirely their fault. Mainly, Tang Yuyao's lane only had her car; no other vehicles dared follow behind. Thinking something might be wrong, naturally... Tang Yuyao required special attention.
"Knock knock!"
"Hello, please cooperate!" A very pretty policewoman smiled as she tapped the window.
Tang Yuyao: "..."
Ye Cheng: "..."
A few minutes later.
By the roadside.
"Sir, please do not interfere with our official duties. Thank you for your cooperation." A policewoman looked helplessly at Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng blinked his "Kazilan big eyes," putting on an "innocent" look, "Can't I give it a blow too?"
Policewoman: "..."
"Sorry, sir. You weren't driving, so you don't need to."
"My lung capacity is huge, the kind that would absolutely shock you. So, can I give it a blow?" Ye Cheng blinked, looking at her.
The succubus effect quietly activated. The policewoman was charmed. Logically, Ye Cheng was obstructing law enforcement, warranting a warning or even coercive measures if necessary.
But... under the influence of the succubus effect, the policewoman wavered.
"Just this once, and make it quick..." The female officer's face flushed slightly as she turned her head to the side, holding the breathalyzer out to Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath and dropped down to start doing push-ups.
The female officer: "???"
"Sorry, I'm used to warming up a bit before blowing. You don't mind, do you, pretty sister?"
Ye Cheng had a sweet mouth, calling her "pretty sister" repeatedly. The female officer wavered again: "Well... alright, but hurry up, don't waste time..."
Don't waste time?
He was joking—wasting time was exactly what Ye Cheng wanted!
Right now, a whole crowd had surrounded Tang Yuyao and Ye Cheng. Ye Cheng didn't dare gamble on whether Tang Yuyao would actually blow over the limit. All he could do was test things out on his end first. As for Tang Yuyao's side, every second he could buy was a second gained.
Never underestimate the power of those "few extra seconds." What if, just by chance, it made all the difference?
He had drunk at least two or three times more than Tang Yuyao. If he blew and was fine, then Tang Yuyao would most likely be fine too...
As for the warm-up push-ups... well, sorry, but Ye Cheng's personal record was doing them non-stop for over an hour, only stopping because he got hungry and went to eat.
Bro, I can do this all day!
Even though she knew Ye Cheng was stalling, the female officer remained unmoved, because... well, he had called her pretty sister.
Another officer nearby couldn't take it anymore and walked over. "This kid is messing around. Don't indulge him. These two are definitely up to something."
The female officer was displeased, looking at her colleague with annoyance. "I won't allow you to talk about him like that!"
The other officer: "???"
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