Fu Hange opened the window again, and the summer breeze was warm and carried some dust.
A wicked idea suddenly popped into her head, and she slammed on the gas pedal, causing the car to accelerate rapidly, and only then could gusts of cool air blow through it.
Her hair was blown about by the wind, her collar was flipped up, and her eyes were half-closed because of the wind. Although her appearance wasn't great, she was satisfied with the thrill of racing.
Gu Yuan's bangs were also blown around by the wind blowing from Fu Hange's side, ruining his hairstyle instantly. One second it was fashionable and trendy, and the next second it was beehive-like.
Fu Hange turned her head and saw a loud laugh mixed with the wind, making it sound indistinct: "Gu Yuan, take a look in the mirror, you're so ugly."
The last line, "How ugly!" was shouted, but because of the wind, it wasn't as loud as it actually was.
The car continued driving aimlessly through the suburbs. Gu Yuan's voice carried on the wind: "Have you gone crazy enough? Hurry up and drive into the city, or what are we going to eat?"
Only then did Fu Hange realize that it was lunchtime. She stopped, made a U-turn at the intersection ahead, and then suddenly accelerated, speeding back just like she had come.
The wind lashed against Gu Yuan's face and hair, making him look even more disheveled than before.
A feeling of nausea rose in her heart, and as Fu Hange sped up, the urge to vomit intensified.
He patted Fu Hange uncomfortably beside him, unable to speak due to nausea. But Fu Hange ignored Gu Yuan and instead accelerated, continuing to drive forward.
Ten minutes later, the car finally stopped in front of the restaurant. Fu Hange pulled out the keys and stretched. Gu Yuan hurriedly opened the car door and leaned against the poor tree next to him, vomiting.
Fu Hange didn't know what he was doing at first, still enjoying the thrill of the drive, until a strange smell wafted over and she realized that Gu Yuan was gone.
She climbed to the window and stumbled upon Gu Yuan trapped in the rubble. She pinched her nose, looked at Gu Yuan with disgust, and made a contemptuous sound.
Gu Yuan had finished vomiting, but perhaps still feeling nauseous, he leaned against the tree and didn't move. Fu Hange couldn't stand the smell, nor could she bear to see Gu Yuan in such a disheveled state, so she kindly offered him a piece of paper: "Wipe yourself off, look at you."
Gu Yuan's sharp gaze pressed towards her, and Fu Hange, who had just been full of momentum, was instantly intimidated.
She grabbed her bag and walked straight into the restaurant, ignoring Gu Yuan. As soon as she entered, a waiter politely greeted her: "Miss, how many people are in your party?"
"one."
"plz follow me."
The waiter led her to a private room and handed her a menu. It was filled with a dazzling array of dishes, some with unusual names, even for ordinary ones. Fu Hange found it a headache to look at, so she simply said, "Bring me a few of the dishes that you can prepare quickly."
The waiter was clearly taken aback. Judging from Fu Hange's appearance, she should be a wealthy person. How could she be so casual and unrefined?
He said "Okay" again and then left.
A few minutes later, brightly colored food appeared in front of Fu Hange. Gu Yuan also finished vomiting and came upstairs, sitting down opposite Fu Hange. Seeing that there was only one pair of bowls and chopsticks, his expression changed drastically: "Fu Hange, did you do this on purpose?"
Fu Hange innocently spread her arms wide, looking utterly innocent: "You didn't say you wanted to eat, and you just threw up, so it might not be a good time to eat now?"
She deliberately made that expression of looking at an outsider when she looked at Gu Yuan.
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