Chapter 24, Come to my house that night.
"Zhu Fan, have you seen my Zhou—"
In the parking lot of Peking University, Wen Yuxing sat in a black Bugatti, craning his neck and calling out to her.
Upon seeing the bloodstains on the girl's white dress, he swallowed back what he was about to say.
Who bullied you?
Wen Yuxing rolled up his sleeves and was about to get out of the car, "How dare you bully my brother Zhou's people?"
Zhu Fan lowered her head; the bloodstains on her white dress were indeed easy to misunderstand and speculate about.
She quickly interrupted Wen Yuxing, "No one bullied me. The blood on my skirt was from an accident."
She moved a few steps to the side, allowing Wen Yuxing to clearly see Fang Qizhou following casually behind her.
“Your brother Zhou has had a lot of nosebleeds and he’s feeling weak right now. You should take him home to rest.”
Wen Yuxing jumped out of the car in a flash.
"Brother Zhou."
Wen Yuxing's shout was heartbreaking. Those who knew Fang Qizhou were weak from a nosebleed, but those who didn't would have thought he had a terminal illness and wouldn't live past today.
Fang Qizhou, annoyed by the noise, pressed his ear down. "He's not dead, so don't rush to mourn him."
Wen Yuxing spat several times, "My brother Zhou speaks without thinking."
Zhu Fan laughed out loud.
Fang Qizhou's glance made Zhu Fan restrain himself from smiling.
The parking lot was full of cars. After afternoon classes ended, many students came to the parking lot to drive home or leave the school together.
Zhu Fan stood close to Fang Qizhou and Wen Yuxing, and noticed that some students wanted to come over to drive, but were wary of Fang Qizhou being there.
From Jinghu Lake to the parking lot, all the students who saw her and Fang Qizhou fell silent and kept their distance.
Even a classmate from the same department whom Zhu Fan had added on WeChat but wasn't familiar with sent her a message, asking if she was being harassed by Fang Qizhou and was in trouble, and offering to call the police for her.
Fang Qizhou's reputation at Peking University is terrifyingly bad.
Zhu Fan saw Fang Qizhou get into the Wenyu Star car and picked up her ringing cell phone to look at it.
“Afan, Xiaoci suddenly had an allergic reaction and went into shock at school. The teacher said it was very serious. Mom is on her way to the hospital right now, and Dad is in a meeting at the company and can't get away to pick up Ayuan. If it's convenient for you, could you pick up your sister from No. 2 Middle School and take Ayuan out for a nice dinner tonight?”
Zhu Fan checked the time on her phone. "What time does the written exam at A-Yuan No. 2 Middle School end?"
Meng Yin gave the exact time.
It's been half an hour since it ended.
While on the phone, Zhu Fan texted Zhu Wan, asking her to wait for her to come pick her up.
Meng Yin sounded very worried, "A-Yuan said there's no need for you to pick her up, she can take the bus home by herself. She doesn't know the area well, I'm afraid she'll get lost."
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Fan sent a message to Zhu Wan, asking her to wait for her to pick her up.
The voices of Wen Yuxing and Fang Qizhou drifted into my ears.
"Brother Zhou, are we still going to the Beijing Olympics tonight?"
"go."
Zhu Fan immediately stopped typing.
Fang Qizhou and Wen Yuxing are going to go on another reckless car race tonight.
Zhu Fan's steps quickened as he stood abruptly in front of Wen Yuxing's car, asking, "Are you guys going racing tonight?"
Wen Yuxing grinned, "Let me correct you, this is a proper racing competition, not like those people who race wild cars."
Fang Qizhou leaned against the soft seat, dressed in all black, with loose strands of hair falling across his forehead. From the side, he looked cold and listless.
Wen Yuxing winked at Fang Qizhou and nudged Zhu Fan in front of the car with his elbow, "Let's take Zhu Fan with us."
He asked Zhu Fan, "Does your house have a curfew at night?"
Students like Zhu Fan, who excel in both academics and morals and are exemplary obedient daughters in wealthy families, are either constrained by their families or by the rules and regulations they set for themselves.
Every day is so boring.
Zhu Fan walked around to Fang Qizhou's side and asked, "Fang Qizhou, could you please not go racing tonight?"
If Fang Qizhou valued life and participated in the competition normally, she definitely wouldn't have said that.
Racing cars and robots are the only two things Fang Qizhou is still interested in.
She softened her voice, "Your body is still weak."
Wen Yuxing gripped the steering wheel. "Where did you see that my Brother Zhou was weak?"
“My brother Zhou is not afraid at all.”
Zhu Fan's words are like saying a man is impotent.
Wen Yuxing saw the worry in Zhu Fan's eyes and couldn't quite understand. "As long as my brother Zhou participates, there's no doubt that he'll win this competition."
"Night runs are so exciting; it's a kind of romance that belongs exclusively to men."
The word "exciting" weighed heavily on Zhu Fan's nerves. She looked at Fang Qizhou and Wen Yuxing and said, word by word, "No matter how exciting or romantic it is, it's not worth risking your lives for."
Wen Yuxing was bewildered by Zhu Fan's serious expression and tone, and realized that she seemed genuinely afraid that his brother Zhou might be in danger. He scratched his head and said, "Brother Zhou drives very steadily. Over the years, he has almost never lost control during a race. If you're too scared to go, then forget it."
Zhu Fan remained silent, standing quietly in place.
Fang Qizhou has almost never lost control in a race. If she hadn't seen the video of Fang Qizhou speeding, she would have believed it.
Unable to bear the sudden silence, Wen Yuxing shouted, "Zhu Fan, where did you get the idea that my Brother Zhou is weak?!"
Fang Qizhou rested his hands on his knees, lifted his eyelids, looking listless and unmotivated, his whole demeanor utterly grotesque.
Wen Yuxing hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice, "Brother Zhou, I'll take you to get some rest and recuperation before we go to the competition."
Fang Qizhou let out a soft chuckle, "How do we fix it?"
"Deer antler, angelica, wolfberry..."
Wen Yuxing stopped talking, his brother Zhou hadn't listened to him at all.
Zhu Fan met Qi Zhou's dark eyes and rummaged through her bag. "There's no chocolate in my bag."
She looked at Fang Qizhou with pleading eyes.
Fang Qizhou leaned against the car window and beckoned to Zhu Fan with his finger.
Zhu Fan bent down and moved closer to him.
The man's breath brushed against her earlobe. "Come to my place tonight."
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