Chapter 10 The Descendant's Daughter

Haitang stopped and turned around with an embarrassed look on her face.

Leng Qingfan was thinking about the scene just now, and didn't pay attention, and almost couldn't stop his feet...

"Student Leng, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Leng Qingfan showed no expression on his face and did not answer.

"Thank you, too, Mr. Leng."

"Why are you thanking me?"

"With you here, no one will bully me. I am grateful to you."

"Oh, you think too much."

Leng Qingfan stepped past Haitang without even glancing at her.

Haitang didn't care and turned to walk towards the school gate.

Leng Qingfan turned the corner, glanced at the figure leaving the school gate, felt relieved, and went to ride his bike.

...

It suddenly started to rain. At first it was just a drizzle. Haitang didn't bring an umbrella, so she could only jog a few steps to the bus station.

"Wine barrel, go see where Leng Qing Fan is."

"Host, he has already come out on his bike. It will probably take him three or four minutes to pass by here."

"Um."

The rain suddenly got heavier and there was wind. Haitang was only wearing a white skirt, and the rain soaked her clothes. Haitang could only hold her schoolbag and wait anxiously for the bus.

Leng Qingfan saw the figure when she passed by. Her hair was wet and stuck to her slightly pale face. Her skirt was also wet in large areas and stuck tightly to her body. The ceiling of the bus platform could not block much rain for her.

He braked suddenly and stopped in front of the girl.

"Get in the car."

Haitang was surprised and said dumbly, "Student Leng?"

Leng Qingfan took off his helmet, put it on her head, and then pulled her to the back seat.

"Sit tight, my motorcycle can't keep out the rain, where do you live? I'll take you back as soon as possible."

Haitang's face was covered by a large helmet, and her expression could not be seen clearly. She could only put her schoolbag on her back and sit sideways in the car.

"I...if I go home like this, my dad will scold me. I don't want to leave a bad impression on him. How about you take me back to school first, classmate Leng? I'll wait until the rain stops before going out."

Leng Qingfan: "......"

"Sit tight."

The speed of the motorcycle was quite fast, and Leng Qingfan was used to driving fast. When the motorcycle started, Haitang screamed in fright and had to put her arms around the boy's waist.

Because I was sitting sideways, if I wanted to hug him tightly, I could only press my face and body against his back.

She didn't even ask him if he wanted to take her back to school, as if she was both dependent on him and trusting him.

Leng Qingfan's back stiffened for a moment, and he deliberately slowed down the car. He did not go back to school. He took Haitang home by himself...

(biu~Leng Qingfan's favorability +10.)

99: "The host is really amazing. He can even predict this accurately. But he wants to take you home. Aren't you afraid?"

"Should I be afraid?"

99:"......"

Leng Qingfan took Haitang back to his home. He didn't think too much about it. He parked the car in the basement and motioned for Haitang to get out.

"Student Leng, where is this place?"

"My home."

"This..." Haitang hugged her arms, feeling uncomfortable.

"Go upstairs and take a shower. I'll help you wash and dry your clothes. If the rain stops, I'll help you get a car."

"Thank you, thank you."

Haitang followed closely behind him.

"Ding." The elevator stopped on the eighth floor.

Leng Qingfan lives alone in an unpopular home. It is a large flat with one unit per floor. The view is wide and the interior is relatively spacious. It is decorated in simple black, white and gray tones, which is quite tough. Apart from simple furniture and appliances, the interior is almost entirely filled with motorcycle and car models.