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"Mr. Feng, it seems like there's something going on up ahead," the driver said.

Feng Chaoying raised her head and looked ahead. In the illuminated area by the car lights, a young boy was being chased by a man in black clothes. The boy ran towards her, waving his hands and shouting loudly. The shouts came through the car window, but only a faint sound remained, making it difficult to hear clearly. However, his plea for help was evident.

The headlights were very bright, illuminating the young man's face, making it appear very pale, almost overexposed, making it difficult to see his features clearly. After a few seconds, Feng Chaoying finally recognized him. This young man seemed familiar, as if he was the same one who had asked him to compensate for a pair of pants at the KTV yesterday. It's him again? Feng Chaoying felt amazed.

The driver spoke up again and asked, "Sir Feng, should we stop?"

Feng Chaoying remained silent for two seconds before saying, "Stop."

So, Cheng Qingzhou saw the car in front of him smoothly drive up and stop. This car, like one from a fairy tale, brought hope. With trembling legs, he ran to the side of the car. When he looked back, the bodyguard had already chased to a distance of less than ten meters from him. With a swish, the car window rolled down, revealing a cold but familiar face. Feng Chaoying said to him, "Get in the car."

Cheng Qingzhou didn't have time to be astonished. He immediately opened the car door and squeezed in. He didn't even have time to look inside first and didn't notice that Feng Chaoying was sitting on the window side. As a result, he awkwardly ended up sitting on Feng Chaoying's lap. In that split second of their bodies touching, Cheng Qingzhou realized something was off and wanted to quickly get up, but his hand accidentally brushed against a certain area, causing the muscular and impassive man beneath him to let out a strange grunt. Cheng Qingzhou exclaimed in shock, quickly retracting his hand and crawling away from Feng Chaoying. He carefully positioned his legs, his face turning red, and muttered, "Sorry."

Feng Chaoying glanced at him without saying a word.

At this moment, Zhou Hu's bodyguard rushed over.

Feng Chaoying closed the car door and said, "Drive."

The driver had already prepared, and the car quickly drove forward, leaving the bodyguard who hadn't had a chance to speak behind.

Cheng Qingzhou turned around and watched as the figure grew farther and blurrier in the darkness. He let out a long sigh.

He withdrew his gaze and said to Feng Chaoying, "Thank you."

Feng Chaoying glanced at him again, then smiled ambiguously as she clasped her hands together and placed them on her knees in a proper posture.

"Encountered a robbery?"

Cheng Qingzhou's inner thoughts: No, I've encountered something even more heinous.

But Cheng Qingzhou felt that speaking the truth straight up was not very polite, so he simply let out a simple "uh" sound.

Feng Chaoying remained silent, and the atmosphere in the carriages returned to tranquility.

In the darkness, only the time of the car speeding on the ground remained.

After a while, Feng Zhaoying spoke again, "Where do you live?"

Cheng Qingzhou subconsciously wanted to answer with his home address, but as the words were about to leave his mouth, he suddenly realized that he had already been kicked out. Hesitatingly, he decided to tell Feng Chaoying the name of the hotel.

Feng Chaoying seemed surprised that it was the name of a hotel and glanced at him again.

Feng Zhaoying's eyes were deep and profound. When looking at people, there was no ripple in the depths of his eyes. They were as calm as a lake in the depths of the night, emanating an inexplicable and abyss-like allure. The longer one looked, the more irresistible the urge to jump in became.

Fortunately, at this moment, the driver said, "Sorry, the navigation system couldn't find this hotel."

Cheng Qingzhou regained his senses, feeling awkward and embarrassed. He reported a more well-known landmark near the hotel.

The carriage quickly returned to silence.

Cheng Qingzhou became even more restless this time.

When he was kicked out of his house, he didn't feel embarrassed at all; when he stayed in a shabby hotel, he didn't feel embarrassed either; when he took on the job of a waiter to make money, he still didn't feel embarrassed. But because he couldn't find the location of the hotel he had booked, such a trivial matter made him feel extremely embarrassed, as if he was thrown into a hot pot. Although Feng Chaoying didn't say anything, it felt as if she had voiced everything. Cheng Qingzhou felt that this time he had truly lost face to the extreme.