In order to ensure that Lan Ye could go on a "relaxing trip" with her in the best way, Kong Sang did not go with Lin Changli and the others.

In order to avoid attracting attention, everyone even voluntarily split into four teams.

Si Yu, carrying an official mission, left alone.

Qi Yunshen and his fiancé went on a trip, while Lin Changli traveled on the Lin family's private jet.

Kong Sang, on the other hand, drove a campervan... Of course, the one driving couldn't be the young lady.

When Lan Ye saw the RV, she was completely shocked. Did that mean they were going to live in one vehicle?

Even if he is an uncle, it's only in name. They have no blood relation whatsoever, and he's not much older than Kong Sang. Does Lin Changli know how eccentric his woman is?

Lan Ye took off his dark blue military uniform, revealing a casual outfit with a suitcase that was too eye-catching. The comfortable clothes he wore looked like the finest silk.

Standing there, he was a beautiful sight to behold. He was indeed good-looking, but Kong Sang had no designs on him. The reason he drove was because he was afraid that the man would abandon the trip once he knew the destination.

She smiled and pointed to the bunk beds in the RV, saying, "Uncle, we're not sleeping in the same bed, so you don't have to worry at all. I have a boyfriend, so I'm not that thirsty."

Lan Ye wasn't stupid. Her phoenix eyes flickered slightly: "It seems you're going to some bad place. What, are you afraid I'll find out and you won't go?"

"Of course not. My uncle is a major general in Country C, and his word is law. Of course I trust your character. It's just that when we're traveling, a motorhome is much more convenient."

Xiao Ye glanced at the fully equipped and spacious luxury RV and agreed that it was convenient.

He put his luggage on the lower bunk after boarding, lay down, and said, "Let's go. What are you standing there for?"

Kong Sang glanced at the empty spot in the passenger seat, then looked at Lan Ye who was already lying on the bed. His eyelids twitched, and he realized he had misjudged the situation...

This doesn't seem like a refined nobleman at all; he's more like a spoiled young master who's even more demanding than her.

The journey that followed confirmed her suspicions.

"Nie Kongsang, pour me some water, I'm thirsty after waking up."

"Did you bring any fruit? If not, stop in the next city and buy me some imported fruit. It would be best if the shopkeeper cut it up for me."

"You're such a bad driver. You drive on uneven surfaces and your bones will be shaken to pieces."

After driving all day, Kong Sang, who was exhausted, suddenly realized that insomnia was no longer a problem. She wanted to get a good night's sleep. After parking the car, she climbed up to her upper bunk with a blank expression.

"Have you no manners? You've stepped on my bed."

Kong Sang stopped climbing, looked down and met Lan Ye's gaze, who had been lying around like a king all day. He then stepped on Lan Ye's stomach, instantly exuding a condescending aura...

His sculpted, handsome face froze, the languor in his phoenix eyes vanished, and his hand moved with lightning speed to grab Kong Sang's ankle.

Kong Sang seemed to have known in advance, and withdrew his foot before stepping on it again. This time, he placed it on the back of Kong Sang's hand and said in an unusually calm voice, "I've tolerated you for a whole day."

Lan Ye curled her lips and rose to attack Kong Sang.

To be fair, Lan Ye's speed and power were unmatched by Kong Sang, but he was still somewhat inferior to the genetically mutated individuals.

Kongsang has a system warning, which means that Lan Ye's attack actions are completely transparent. Before the opponent attacks, she already knows where the opponent will strike, so she can naturally dodge.

The bunk beds weren't very big. One of them made a move while the other dodged. Lan Ye's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He realized that no matter how he made any feints, Nie Kongsang could see through them.

He tapped the bracelet on his wrist, and the thin, silk-like thread immediately wrapped around Kong Sang's entire body.

He pinned the man to the bed with one hand and said, "Nie Kongsang, there's nothing wrong with your blood, but your senses are very problematic. Is this a normal genetic mutation, or have you been modified but we can't detect it?"

“You have a prejudice against gene therapy drugs. Most gene therapy drugs don’t have the same effect as Nie Yan’s. Nie Yan’s strong aggression is not entirely due to gene therapy drugs.”

"Just like the high-tech product on your wrist, which isn't available on the market, can you say that the Lan family's research into this thing is harmful to humans? Isn't it just a matter of who uses it?"

Lan Ye released Kong Sang, gazing at the girl who was bound hand and foot and kneeling on the bed, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.

“There are no good people in the Nie family. The distinction you mentioned regarding users does not apply to the Nie family. Taking the medicine basically turns you into a lackey of the Nie family. How can we not feel threatened by this? You are very smart and you should understand what I am saying.”

Kong Sang looked at Lan Ye for a while, then smiled and said, "Uncle, I don't have the blood of the Nie family. If you think the Nie family shouldn't exist, then...would you like to stand on my side?"

Anyone else would probably be swayed by that charming smile and the word "little uncle," but Lan Ye reached out and threw a gray cloth—whether it was a rag or a towel—at Kong Sang's face.

"Your honey trap won't work on me. If you have a boyfriend, be serious. I just want to punch you."

Kong Sang's face stiffened. This was the most disgusting man she had ever met, without exception. He actually threw a rag in her face, the face of the Sang Emperor.

What is this rag? And why does it smell so sour?

With light returning to her eyes, Lan Ye held the tattered cloth and said with heartache, "You didn't smear your powder on my head, did you? Last time I was on a mission, I didn't wash my hair for more than ten days, and this was the only way to keep my hairstyle. It would have been disgusting if there was powder on it."

Kong Sang's beautiful face began to crack; a wig? She hadn't washed her hair in over ten days…

"Ugh... Lan Ye, you're asking for it!"

The bound body slammed down on the damned man. Lan Ye grabbed Kong Sang's waist with one hand and lifted him up to the upper bunk: "I don't think you're any better. For the sake of my innocence, you'd better sleep tied up."

"As for the infighting within your Nie family, I have no interest in it. Don't even think about me helping you. Do you really think that just because someone calls me 'little uncle,' I'm actually your uncle? How arrogant are you?"

Exhausted, Kong Sang found that her insomnia had returned, this time triggered by external factors. She began to question herself, wondering if her idea of ​​dragging the Lan family into the mess was wrong.

One person slept soundly through the night, but the moment they opened their eyes, they were so startled they almost broke out in a cold sweat.

A large clump of black hair hung down from the upper bunk, and swollen, almond-shaped eyes that looked like those of a dead fish were staring at him with their heads half-lowered...

This scene is far more impactful than any horror movie. Only someone with a strong heart would be scared half to death if they opened their eyes and saw this thing.

Just as he was about to retract the thin thread and ask what serious illness the young lady had, Kong Sang got up and went straight to the bathroom...

After a while, he came back and climbed up to the top bunk to lie down.

Lan Ye glanced at the driver's seat, sighed, and sat down. Well, it seems he'll have to drive himself.

Looking at the routes planned on the navigation, Lan Ye narrowed his phoenix eyes. Interesting. How much does she not want him to know the destination?

He wanted to see what kind of relaxing, mysterious place it was.

The first day in Kongsang, the second day in Lanye.

By the third day, it should have been time to take turns, but when he opened his eyes, he found that this guy still looked like he hadn't slept all night...

"Are you a mutated rat gene?" Lan Ye asked, voicing the question that struck at the heart of the matter.