Chapter 97 Obedient.

Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat.

"What's different about Teacher Yan's dedicated line?"

"Lower altitude, gentler slope."

"Suitable for a slow climb."

She bit her lip.

"Yan Tingnan, you have abused your power for personal gain."

"You've plotted it, so what?"

He readily admitted it.

"Go ahead and sue me?"

She was amused by his shameless behavior and reached behind her to pinch him, but he held her tightly with his fingers and pressed her against her waist.

"I wouldn't dare."

She whimpered.

"I'm afraid of retaliation from Teacher Yan."

He chuckled softly.

"good."

With just one word, half of Su Ruan's body went numb.

This man is like ice when he's cold, and like fire when he's hot.

Showing a little tenderness now and then is the best way to win her over.

"Go to sleep."

He pulled the thin blanket over her.

"Depart at two o'clock."

Su Ruan slept soundly, as if she had fallen into a cloud.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already slanting through the window frame, casting warm, soft spots of light on the gray floor tiles.

The rain in the mountains had completely stopped, cicadas were chirping noisily, and the air was filled with the fresh, damp scent of plants.

The meditation room was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of birds outside the window.

The soreness in my body had mostly subsided, but I could still feel the warmth of the medicinal oil and the pressure from that person's palm on my lower back.

She slowly got up, washed up, and changed into a loose-fitting ramie top paired with a grass-green ankle-length skirt.

The fabric is soft and gentle on the skin, and the color is as elegant as newly sprouted leaves in the mountains.

The dining hall was past its noisiest time, with only two or three monks quietly eating their meals.

I had a simple vegetarian meal, just congee and side dishes, which warmed my stomach.

Just as I put down my chopsticks, I saw Yan Tingnan turn in from under the corridor.

His sharp black outdoor outfit accentuated his tall and slender figure, giving him a cool and aloof air, making him look completely different from the man he was last night.

"woke up?"

His gaze swept over her empty bowls and plates.

"Perfect timing, let's get ready to go."

Su Ruan recalled that mud-covered G-Wagon.

"Where's the G-Class I drove here? I think it was parked outside the temple last night."

"It's been sent for repair."

Yan Tingnan spoke in a flat tone.

"The chassis was badly scratched, and the tires were damaged."

"It has been towed to the best factory in Chengdu for a full vehicle inspection, bodywork and painting, and deep cleaning of the interior."

Su Ruan nodded and added politely.

"Handle it carefully; after all, it's borrowed, so don't cause trouble for others."

"trouble?"

Yan Tingnan raised an eyebrow, his gaze calmly settling on her face.

"Chen Yu's?"

"Um."

Yan Tingnan's eyes darkened slightly, and his tone remained casual.

“Someone will handle the follow-up, all expenses will be paid through my account, the car will be returned in perfect condition, and there will be an additional 30% depreciation compensation.”

"I won't let you owe anyone a favor."

His voice was clear and calm, yet it inexplicably carried a chilling undertone.

Su Ruan sensed the hint of sourness in his voice, found it amusing, but maintained a serious expression.

"That's good."

"After all, it's someone else's car; it wouldn't be right to explain if I damaged it."

"President Yan handled it well, which puts my mind at ease."

The man said he wouldn't let her owe anyone a favor, but he clearly didn't want her to have any further involvement with Shen Yu.

They won't even do a favor for a car.

Yan Tingnan's eyes darkened slightly, and he leaned forward, placing one hand on the back of her chair.

This creates a silent and protective stance.

"I know the risks and hardships you've endured for me."

"These trivial matters shouldn't bother you anymore."

Su Ruan leaned back, her back pressed against the cold chair back, with nowhere to retreat.

My heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

He meticulously attributed all responsibility, including her as a person, to his domain.

"They're gone."

He straightened up, resuming his cold and aloof demeanor.

"It's a long way, and we're in a hurry."

The two walked out of the dining hall one after the other.

Su Ruan returned to her meditation room to pack her things.

I didn't have much luggage, so I just packed it quickly.

Before leaving, she packed the still-dry lotus root powder dress into a dryer bag and put it into her suitcase.

When he stepped out of the meditation room, Yan Tingnan was already waiting in the courtyard.

He took her suitcase very naturally and walked ahead.

Su Ruan followed behind him, walking through the quiet corridor.

Outside the temple gate, a black Cullinan with elegant and imposing lines is quietly parked on the stone road.

Su Ruan paused in her steps.

Capitalists are just different.

No wonder he complained yesterday that the G-Class was a piece of junk.

Compared to this mobile palace, the G-Wagon really does seem like a rough and tough guy.

Su Ruan sat in the passenger seat and couldn't help but tease him as she fastened her seatbelt.

"President Yan's self-driving equipment is quite luxurious."

Yan Tingnan started the car, and the engine emitted a deep, smooth hum.

He looked straight ahead, one hand on the steering wheel.

"So you can sleep more comfortably on the way."

"The journey takes four hours, and the altitude increases by 3,000 meters."

His voice was low.

"Say it immediately if you feel unwell, don't try to tough it out."

This man always manages to hit her sore spot in the smallest details.

Su Ruan leaned back in her chair, watching the clouds drift past the mountain peaks outside the window.

"Does it still hurt?"

He suddenly asked, looking straight ahead, his profile cold and hard.

Su Ruan didn't react for a moment.

"What?"

He held the steering wheel with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, palm up, in front of her.

The knuckles are distinct, and the wrist bones are rugged.

"The ointment, the one I applied this morning."

He offered his reminder, his tone devoid of emotion.

The soft, juicy ears were burning.

"Yan Tingnan!"

Su Ruan grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the side and threw it at his arm.

He didn't dodge; he let the water bottle hit his arm and caught it with his other hand.

"Um?"

He unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it back to her.

"to be honest."

Su Ruan took the water, drank a mouthful, and the icy liquid calmed the restlessness in her heart.

Su Ruan turned her head to look out the window, her neck flushed with a thin layer of red.

"good."

"That means there's still a little left."

He withdrew his hand and gripped the steering wheel tightly again.

"Apply the medicine again when we get to our accommodation tonight."

The tone was so natural, as if they were discussing the weather.

Su Ruan bit her lip and managed to utter a sentence.

"I don't need you."

"I want to use it."

He answered decisively.

"It's my responsibility, I'll clean up the mess."

The wheels rolled over a pothole, causing the vehicle to jolt slightly.

Yan Tingnan almost immediately reached out to protect her.

His palm, through the thin ramie fabric, gently pressed against her waist.

"Road conditions are average, hold on tight."

Su Ruan did not dodge.

The warmth seeped through the fabric, penetrating the skin in subtle ways.

The car drove off the winding mountain road, merged into the expressway, and headed deeper into the heart of western Sichuan.

After exiting the highway, the scenery outside the window gradually changed from lush green mountains to open alpine meadows.

The sky was a clear, bright blue, and the clouds hung low, seemingly within reach.

In the distance, golden meadows and snow-capped peaks are reflected in the water, creating a scene of unreal beauty.

"Stop!"

Su Ruan leaned against the window.

Yan Tingnan didn't ask why. He turned the steering wheel and the Cullinan came to a steady stop at the edge of the temporary observation deck.

Yan Tingnan slowly brought the car to a stop and removed the key.

"Go and see."

She pushed open the door and rushed towards the observation deck, her skirt billowing in the wind.

Su Ruan instinctively crossed her arms.

Footsteps approached from behind, and a coat was draped over someone's shoulders.

He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her clothes tighter.

"Put them on."

"It's evening, and the temperature is dropping quickly."

His voice landed on her head, and he pressed his hand on her shoulder to make sure she was properly wrapped in her coat.

"Look around before you leave."

Su Ruan felt a warmth in her heart and walked towards the edge of the viewing platform.

She took out her phone and found the right angle to take a picture.

Yan Tingnan didn't get too close; he leaned against the hood of the car and lit a cigarette.

My gaze fell on the distant snow-capped mountain peak, and I let my thoughts drift.

His austere profile stood out sharply against the thin air of the plateau, like a frame from a movie.

Several female students from nearby universities who were out collecting inspiration noticed him.

They shoved each other, chuckled softly, and encouraged one another.

Finally, the bravest girl was pushed forward, blushing as she approached.

"Brother, are you driving alone?"

The girl tried her best to smile cutely.

Can I add you on WeChat?

Yan Tingnan flicked the ash from his cigarette, then turned his gaze from the distance to the girl's face, his expression calm and undisturbed.

"cannot."

The girl was taken aback by the decisive rejection.

"We're college students, let's just be friends!"

"Even newborns can't."

Yan Tingnan's voice was icy cold.

The girl's smile froze.

"Uh...why?"

He then glanced over, his gaze passing over them and locking onto Su Ruan, who was taking pictures not far away.

My family is very strict.

He stubbed out his cigarette and gestured with his chin toward Su Ruan.

"That one, boss."