In her previous life, Lin Yusheng had also stood at the forefront of controversy, so she could particularly understand Lu Zhengye's feelings at this moment.

A tear slid down Lin Yusheng's face without her even noticing.

*

After Chen Miao was kicked off the racetrack, his friend treated his wounds in the car.

Chen Miao said angrily, "Why didn't you hit him when I told you to?"

"I can't keep up with your pace."

Chen Miao spat and then said confidently, "I don't care about coming to this crappy racetrack. I'll just buy one myself."

Chen Miao's friends and female companions remained silent.

Everyone knows that Chen Miao comes from a well-off family, but he has very little money at his disposal because he has not accomplished anything at his age, and his family is quite disappointed in him.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you believe me?"

"Of course not, Brother Chen, we all believe you."

"Go to hell!" Chen Miao kicked his female companion.

The female companion fell to the ground, bit her lip, and tears of grievance streamed down her face.

Chen Miao said with a gloomy face, "Don't follow me."

After saying that, he slammed the door and drove off in a brand-new supercar.

He has a habit of driving his supercar on mountain roads for thrills when he's in a bad mood.

This time is no exception.

The mountain road was rugged and winding, but Chen Miao was not slow. He sped along the highway to vent his frustration.

Once he felt a bit better, he gradually slowed down the car.

He sneered and said, "A bastard, even if he is recognized by the Lu family, he will still be despised by everyone. I will get my revenge in the future. Lu Zhengye, I will make sure you can never drive again."

Chen Miao finally vented his anger.

Suddenly, a bright beam of headlights from a car ahead stung his eyes.

"Damn it, what the hell are you doing, driving the wrong way?" Chen Miao shouted through the open window.

But the car in front not only didn't retreat, it actually sped up.

Chen Miao could even hear the supercar's engine getting louder and louder.

He cursed under his breath, but still retreated, fearing for his life.

But as the car in front got closer, Chen Miao saw the sleek black body of the car.

He recognized him; it was Lu Zhengye. The black car sped up, and Chen Miao honked the horn impatiently.

"Lu Zhengye has gone mad, he's gone mad."

Chen Miao wanted to call the police, but as soon as he turned on his phone, Lu Zhengye in front of him suddenly accelerated and crashed into Chen Miao's supercar.

Chen Miao's phone fell to the ground, and he couldn't pick it up in the current situation, so he stepped on the gas and fought against Lu Zhengye.

No matter how fast he increased his speed, he was completely suppressed by Lu Zhengye.

His limited-edition supercar's front end has started to deform, and one of the headlights is broken.

Lu Zhengye's black supercar, however, remained completely undamaged.

Chen Miao saw Lu Zhengye in the black car through the headlights. His eyes were devoid of warmth, like those of a demon from hell.

Lu Zhengye accelerated again, and Chen Miao slammed on the brakes, but the car still moved a short distance while rubbing against the ground.

Chen Miao had never seen a sports car with such a powerful impact, nor had he ever seen Lu Zhengye look like this.

Lu Zhengye neither slowed down nor stopped, and Chen Miao's voice trembled with fear, "Lu Zhengye, what do you want to do?"

Lu Zhengye didn't reply, but instead stepped on the gas pedal.

After Chen Miao exclaimed in surprise, his supercar had already crashed through the guardrail, and half of the car was already outside the cliff.

"Ahhh!" Chen Miao finally lost his composure and screamed in fear, his lower body becoming soaked.

Before him lay an abyss, the car swaying precariously, and Chen Miao had no courage to even open his eyes to look.

Only at this moment did he truly realize that Lu Zhengye had murderous intent towards him.

"Lu Zhengye, let me go, I apologize to you!" Chen Miao cried out in anguish with her eyes closed.

After a long silence from Lu Zhengye, he finally mustered the courage to turn around.

The moment Chen Miao met Lu Zhengye's eyes, she felt her heart stop beating.

Lu Zhengye looked at him as if he were a dead man. When he saw him turn around, he uttered two words on his thin lips, "Too late."

Chen Miao had been arrogant and domineering since childhood, and many people were wary of his background. No one had ever dared to look at him like that.

But only now did he truly realize that Lu Zhengye was not afraid of him; he genuinely wanted him dead.

Lu Zhengye had tolerated his previous rude remarks, but tonight, he had truly made Lu Zhengye want to kill him.

Ignoring Chen Miao's pleas for mercy, Lu Zhengye delivered another blow to the already teetering car.

The evening breeze, accompanied by Chen Miao's scream and the sound of the car crashing into the mountainside, gradually subsided into calm.

Lu Zhengye's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands gripping the steering wheel trembled slightly.

He opened the cigarette pack, took out a cigarette, lit it, and his eyes were blurred by the smoke.

No one knows what he is thinking at this moment.

After a while, he made a phone call. When the call was connected, he said, "I think I've killed someone."

"Be prepared. If the Lu family doesn't make a move, then come over."

...

After hanging up the phone, he smoked another cigarette before driving away.

After undergoing a check-up at the hospital, Lin Yusheng found nothing seriously wrong and went home.

When I passed by Lu Zhengye's house, it was pitch black, with no lights on; he hadn't returned yet.

Lin Yusheng was deeply moved when she thought about how he had protected her tonight, and felt a little worried about him.

After taking a shower, Lin Yusheng sat on the balcony and stared in the direction of Lu Zhengye's house.

An hour passed, and he still hadn't returned.

Lin Yusheng was afraid she would fall asleep at home, so she walked around outside the door.

When she got tired, she sat down on a rock in front of Lu Zhengye's house.

When Lu Zhengye returned, the car headlights illuminated the person by the door.

Lin Yusheng sat on a rock wearing a beige nightgown, the glaring light causing her to raise her hand to shield her eyes.

Lu Zhengye stopped the car and turned off the headlights.

Lin Yusheng recognized Lu Zhengye's Maybach and excitedly shouted, "Lu Zhengye, you're finally back!"

Looking at the petite woman in front of the car in the darkness, Lu Zhengye felt a complex mix of emotions.

He got out of the car and asked expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to wait for you to come back so I can thank you."

"Okay, you can go back now." Lu Zhengye rubbed his temples.

Lin Yusheng looked troubled. "My legs are numb. Can you help me up?"

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yusheng had already reached out her hand, right in front of Lu Zheng.

Lu Zhengye reached out and gently pulled Lin Yusheng to her feet.

She stood there for a while before she felt better.

Lu Zhengye, "Went to the hospital?"

"I went there, and the doctor said there was nothing seriously wrong."

"Okay, go back to sleep."

Lin Yusheng paused for a moment, then said, "No rush, I'll make you a midnight snack when I get back. You should take a shower first."

"We're not that close yet, are we?" Lu Zhengye frowned, looking impatient, but his index finger and thumb were already rubbing together.