Actually, I Know You're a Girl

[Ding! Detected that the host has purchased a top-tier sports car. Reward granted: Master-level Racing Driving Skills!]

The moment Su Bai sat in the driver's seat and gripped the steering wheel, the delightful chime of the system echoed in his mind.

Tsk, how thoughtful!

It was like delivering a pillow just as he was about to doze off.

This system really knew how to read the room.

Su Bai drove the Koenigsegg to the starting point of the mountain road.

A stomp on the accelerator, and the car launched forward with a burst of speed!

The brand’s signature nine-speed lightning-fast transmission, the 5.0-liter twin-turbocharged V8 engine, and the lightweight crankshaft all kicked into action.

The roar of the engine and the intense G-force sent adrenaline surging through his veins!

Meanwhile, in Su Bai’s mind, racing knowledge had already fused into his muscle memory.

"Not bad, you’ve got some skills!"

Liu Chen'ang had initially assumed Su Bai would drive cautiously, like most first-time sports car owners.

Who would’ve thought he’d handle it like a pro right off the bat?

His cornering technique was even better than hers!

Wait, dude, didn’t you say you didn’t know how to race?

The Koenigsegg climbed the mountain…

Not long after.

"Su Bai, you’re really something."

"Hmm?"

"Most people with talent can’t help but show off, but you’re way more low-key than them… Just how many secrets are you hiding?"

"…"

It wasn’t that he couldn’t handle the flattery.

In fact, ever since he’d become wealthy, people around him had been showering him with kindness nonstop.

What really struck Su Bai as odd was the look in Liu Chen'ang’s eyes.

Adoration mixed with infatuation—so intense it could practically form threads.

Seriously, sis, you’re not even pretending to be a guy anymore?

Perhaps noticing the smirk tugging at Su Bai’s lips, Liu Chen'ang suddenly realized her slip-up.

Clearing her throat awkwardly, she changed the subject. "Ahem, so, if it’s possible…"

"You can drive."

"Haha, yeah, that’s exactly what I meant! Thanks!"

Liu Chen'ang felt incredibly lucky.

If Wu Hanyu had gotten his hands on the car first,

he definitely wouldn’t have let her drive.

After all, he’d still hold a grudge over the toys she’d snatched from him as a kid.

But Su Bai? He was generous. After enjoying the first drive himself, he practically offered her the keys without hesitation.

Ugh, coming back home was definitely the right call—I’m telling you, it wasn’t a mistake!

If she’d stayed abroad for college, she’d never have met someone as amazing as Su Bai.

Liu Chen'ang was in high spirits.

So much so that she got a little carried away.

As she accelerated, she couldn’t help but shout excitedly.

Honestly…

Her clear, melodious voice was oddly harmonious.

None of the awkward, forced masculinity she’d faked before.

If anything, Liu Chen'ang was naturally feminine—

even more so than those idol girls!

Su Bai couldn’t understand why she insisted on pretending to be a guy.

Ah well, every family has its own struggles.

Maybe there was some hidden reason behind it.

Su Bai didn’t feel like prying.

But just as he had no intention of digging deeper, an unexpected opportunity presented itself.

"Okay, I’m done." Liu Chen'ang made a slightly suggestive remark. "You drive us back. I’ll have the shop check and refuel it before we head to the city."

"Sure."

Su Bai got out, ready to switch places with her.

But maybe because she was too excited, Liu Chen'ang hopped out with a little bounce—

and promptly twisted her ankle.

Seriously, sis?

How can you be this adorably clumsy?

Su Bai couldn’t help but laugh.

Watching Liu Chen'ang sit on the ground, wincing in pain,

he instinctively channeled the charm of a multi-talented life-skill god and crouched in front of her.

Then, he gently took hold of her ankle.

"Ah—!"

A soft, delicate gasp instantly charged the air between them with tension.

Oh no… Liu Chen'ang broke into a cold sweat.

No normal guy would make such an alluring sound, right?

Was she about to be exposed in front of Su Bai?

"Stay still. I’ll massage it for you."

"Mmm… ow, sorry about this…"

"Why apologize?"

"I’m holding things up!"

"It’s not like you meant to twist your ankle…"

"But… ugh!"

Liu Chen'ang sighed.

Back when she’d hung out with her few friends, incidents like this always led to them calling her "girly," "fragile," or "high-maintenance."

Sure, her physique couldn’t compare to a guy’s—that was just biology.

It wasn’t like she chose to be this way.

But she’d always been excluded from the mainstream crowd.

Sticking with girls felt boring, too.

Gradually, her circle shrank until she’d fully retreated into her shell.

Su Bai was like a window opening in her closed-off world.

Reliable and accepting.

It was almost funny—in the circles of rich second- and third-gen heirs, those traits were rare.

Most of them acted outrageously, relying on their families to clean up their messes.

As for tolerance?

Growing up in extreme privilege often led to a "let them eat cake" mentality.

Never having struggled, they took their luck for granted.

And their tempers?

Usually terrible.

It was just how things were.

But Su Bai… oh, Su Bai…

I really like him.

Liu Chen'ang’s heartbeat suddenly grew slow and heavy, like a deep drumbeat.

Her eyes shimmered.

The spot where Su Bai’s fingers gently kneaded her ankle felt hypersensitive.

She bit her lip, fighting back another embarrassing sound.

Seeing her struggle, Su Bai chuckled. "Just let it out if you need to. Don’t overthink it—I already know you’re a girl."

"Eh… EH?!"

Liu Chen'ang’s eyes widened like saucers.

Panic flashed across her face.

Before she could speak, Su Bai cut in. "Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone, and I won’t use it against you."

"…Really?"

"Really. I’m a good guy!"

Su Bai said it earnestly, then joked, "Just assume I am. Even if I were lying and planning to sell you out later, at least you’d have peace of mind until then, right?"

With that, he tickled the sole of her foot, making her giggle.

"Pfft! You’re such a smooth talker. No wonder so many girls at school have a crush on you."

"That many?"

"Obviously."

Then, as Su Bai’s massage hit a sore spot, Liu Chen'ang winced slightly.

The adorable expression made Su Bai pause.

Now that she’d dropped the act entirely, Liu Chen'ang—or rather, the real her—was utterly irresistible!

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