Si Jin smiled without saying a word, waiting for the timid system to come back on its own before continuing: "Lu Ting has a powerful backer. His uncle's surname is Yu, and he is known as Master Yu. He is currently the No. 1 richest person in the world, and he has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds. The extent of his influence is unknown to anyone."
"If you go there, his uncle might use high technology to cut you into a piece of code, and you'll never be able to come back."
Two casual explanations sent Xiao Yao into a frenzy, and she hurriedly hid under her pink blanket.
Then, I forgot to take off my raincoat, and the blanket got wet too QAQ.
The little tiger's ears drooped naturally, and it looked up pitifully: [What do we do now?]
The way to deal with a fake person is to have more and bigger fake identities than her, and even the men they find must be the best, leaving her with nowhere to turn and nowhere to turn for help, until she admits that she is an unworthy imposter.
Otherwise, why do you think I came to this world two years in advance and spent so much time abroad burying so many unknown identities?
Having said that, Si Jin, without considering the worrying situation of Xiao Yao, walked alone into the rain.
The little tiger only hesitated for a moment before hurriedly using the system to open an invisible umbrella: [The original owner has heart disease and some allergic asthma. Please be careful not to get wet.]
"Okay." Si Jin responded and got into her car.
After starting, it doesn't shift gears, but simply lowers its eyes and waits quietly, like a hunter strategizing and waiting for some opportunity.
Sure enough, a black Lamborghini sped past shortly afterward. Si Jin's eyes narrowed, and he slammed on the gas and drove onto the road.
Three minutes later, bang—
The two cars collided, with Si Jin's car hitting the rear of the car in front. The windshield shattered, and white smoke billowed from the car.
If it weren't for the rain, I'm afraid the car would have exploded on the spot.
The violent collision forced the Lamborghini in front to brake. Yu Linyuan paused for a moment, his hand holding the white Buddhist prayer beads stopping: "Let's go see what happened?"
Assistant Jiang only leaned out for a glance before taking a deep breath: "A...a rear-end collision...Master Yu, I'll go check the car behind."
Yu Linyuan nodded, his already agitated heart becoming even more restless.
Indeed, people are more likely to make mistakes when they are in a hurry.
Because Assistant Jiang opened the car door, a violent coughing sound soon reached my ears.
The sounds came one after another, as if the person was coughing up their heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys all at once, making them feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
A short while later, Assistant Jiang returned and reported: "Master Yu, the driver of the car behind us seems to have asthma and is about to pass out. We can't drive our car either. Let's get out and take a taxi to the hospital."
Yu Linyuan paused for a moment, then turned and got out of the car—he was in a hurry to settle accounts with Lu Ting, but didn't want to involve innocent lives.
However... when they got out of the car, the arrogant driver who had been "almost unable to go on" just moments before got out of the car on his own.
Ignoring his violent cough, clutching an umbrella, he limped toward a taxi that had been forced to stop.
Rainwater soaked his short hair, which then slid down his pale cheeks and hung precariously on his Adam's apple.
It made him look like a piece of porcelain riddled with cracks, as if he would fall apart at the slightest cough.
It doesn't look like they're going to cause an accident and flee the scene. Why are they still trying to be brave when things are like this?
Yu Linyuan stepped forward and put his hand in front of him.
Upon seeing that hand, Si Jin's lips curved into a smile—the fish had taken the bait.
He looked up, his eyes wet with rain, at the tall man beside him, and seemed to take a moment to realize that he had done something wrong.
He haphazardly pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it over, his lips pale and his hands trembling uncontrollably; it was clear he was no longer fully conscious.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I have something urgent to attend to. You can... cough cough... take this, it has my name and... address on it. I'll... cough cough, I'll compensate you after I deliver the umbrella... hey, wait..."
Where did this kid come from? He looks to be under twenty, yet he's willing to risk his life.
Yu Linyuan took the business card, and without even glancing at it, pulled Si Jin into his arms. Ignoring the raindrops falling on his gold-rimmed glasses, he gentlemanly reached out to shield Si Jin from the rain.
His voice was unusually deep: "Acute asthma can be fatal. Don't move around if you don't want to die."
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Friendly reminder: This story features a delicate, frail, manipulative, and scheming woman in disguise, Jinjin (20 years old), versus a gentle, considerate, and refined older man, Yuan (32 years old). Both are older, uncle-type boyfriends. Please choose according to your own preferences; if you don't like it, feel free to skip it (*'▽'*).
Just one more reminder! If you don't like the sickly, yandere, and arrogant type with a green tea b*tch vibe, you can skip this!
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