Chapter 123 Little Darling, how about you learn to be naughty with me just once?
The sports car sped towards the outskirts of Beijing, along a winding and steep mountain road.
Lu Zhuo controlled the steering wheel with one hand, driving over a sharp bend in the mountain road.
Centrifugal force pressed Lin Yiyao into the seat, the wind howling in her ears, almost suffocating her.
His knuckles were gripping the leather seat so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Slower……"
Her voice trembled, as if torn apart by the wind.
Lu Zhuo glanced at her sideways, a wild smile curving his lips.
"If you're scared, just shout it out."
Instead of slowing down, he slammed on the gas pedal.
The tachometer needle swung wildly to the right as the engine roared toward its limits.
"Who's afraid!"
Lin Yiyao is stubborn.
"Little darling."
His voice, mixed with the noise of the wind, came crashing down on me.
"After holding back for twenty-five years, you're afraid to go crazy even once?"
At the next bend, he suddenly spun out, the tires screeching against the ground.
She screamed uncontrollably, and was thrown towards him by the inertia.
My shoulder bumped into his hard arm, the warmth seeping through the thin fabric of my clothes.
Lu Zhuo chuckled softly and supported her with his arm.
"Tsk, is that all the guts you have?"
The car body skimmed past the guardrail, its tires crushing gravel and sending sparks flying.
Lin Yiyao closed her eyes, her heart pounding as if it would explode.
Lu Zhuo's driving skills are both tricky and steady. Every seemingly dangerous lane change and cornering maneuver is kept on the verge of going out of control.
Exciting, but not deadly.
Like him.
She suddenly remembered that he had done the same thing many years ago.
When she was blocked on her way home from school by a few naughty boys, he rushed over and beat them up without saying a word.
Then, he disgustedly wiped the dust off his hands and cursed at her.
"Lin Yiyao, why didn't you shout for help? You're so stupid!"
Just like now, he has a sharp tongue but acts decisively.
She suddenly loosened her grip and slowly opened her eyes.
The scenery outside the window flashed by, and the city lights stretched out like a winding galaxy at my feet.
Skyscrapers, neon lights, and traffic—all the exquisite cages she knew and was tired of were left far behind.
She wasn't so scared anymore.
There was even a strange sense of exhilaration rising from the depths of my heart.
Like a caged bird that has been confined for too long, it finally manages to break through a crack in its cage.
The mountaintop platform suddenly opened up, and the dazzling night of Beijing unfolded below.
The car braked suddenly, and the inertia pulled the two people forward and back again.
The world suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of the wind whispering in my ears.
Lu Zhuo turned off the engine, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and turned to look at her.
"Still alive?"
Lin Yiyao was panting, her chest heaving.
But it wasn't entirely because of fear.
"You're insane!"
Her voice was hoarse, trembling slightly with the aftermath of a near-death experience.
Lu Zhuo chuckled softly, reaching out to tuck her stray hair behind her ear, his fingers inadvertently brushing against her burning earlobe.
"Isn't it good to be a little crazy?"
He jumped out of the car and then went around to open the car door for her.
"How was it? Exciting enough? Better than pretending to be a good little girl in there, right?"
Lin Yiyao got out of the car.
The night wind lifted her gauze skirt and hair, making her figure appear so slender that she seemed to melt into the night.
Lu Zhuo leaned back in the car, squinting at her.
Lin Yiyao remained silent for a long time.
The dazzling lights and bustling nightlife below the mountain were once her entire world, but also a cage she could never escape.
She recalled learning etiquette as a child, where she would be punished with a ruler for even the slightest lapse in concentration.
She recalled how her mother would repeatedly tell her to be obedient, proper, and to please Yan Tingnan before each meeting.
She always felt that she was born to uphold the dignity of the Lin family.
But tonight, the scene of that intense struggle in the downstairs lounge kept flashing before my eyes.
Yan Tingnan's loss of control, Su Ruan's downfall.
So intense, so real.
So this is what relationships can be like.
It's not about treating each other with respect, nor is it about weighing the pros and cons.
If you want it, then go and have it.
If you love someone, you'll dare to turn the world upside down.
And what about her?
What does her twenty-five years amount to?
"Lu Zhuo".
She suddenly spoke, her voice carried away by the wind.
Am I particularly boring?
She asked, her voice tinged with self-deprecation and a nasal tone.
"It's like a doll that's assembled according to the instructions, with even its emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness being pre-programmed."
Lu Zhuo stared at her for a few seconds.
"It's pretty boring." His tone was indifferent, revealing no emotion.
Lin Yiyao felt a pang in her heart and lowered her head.
Lu Zhuo changed the subject, leaning slightly towards her.
"Who says a toy can't tear off the instruction manual and run around and jump on its own?"
"You've just been locked up for too long and forgotten how to be wild."
"It's not your fault."
The words were harsh, but the tone wasn't sarcastic.
"The Lin family treats you like a precious porcelain piece, something that can't be touched or broken. Over time, you've come to believe it yourself."
These words were like a fine needle, subtly piercing through her carefully constructed facade.
A sudden pang of sadness shot through my nose, and my vision blurred rapidly.
Lin Yiyao hurriedly turned her face away, not wanting him to see.
Lu Zhuo gently pinched her chin with two fingers and pulled it back.
"Why are you crying?"
He ran his thumb across her lower eyelid, wiping away the dampness; his fingertips were a little rough and smelled of tobacco.
"You didn't cry..."
She was stubborn, but her voice was choked with sobs.
"Have they always been like this?"
Lu Zhuo sneered.
"What kind? It's so sticky you can't tear it off?"
Lu Zhuo looked into the distance, but his tone softened.
"Old Yan has been cold-hearted and heartless for over thirty years. Only Su Ruan can make him live like a human being."
"He has someone in his heart, and he only gives his ruthlessness and tenderness to that one person."
"The others aren't even worthy of being called background figures."
"He won't give you a second glance just because you're well-behaved and obedient."
"You're crying like this just because you saw Lao Yan eating someone else's food?"
Lin Yiyao shook her head, her tears falling even more fiercely.
She always knew that she was the most beautiful and obedient piece in the family chess game.
She had once cowardly thought that compliance would bring her a meager peace.
She wasn't upset that Yan Tingnan didn't want her.
She was saddened that she had never truly wanted anything.
Lu Zhuo turned to look at her.
"If you feel bad, cry."
The wind on the mountaintop ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead, and the usual playfulness was gone from his eyes.
It was heavy, as if it concealed some unfathomable emotion.
"I'll take you away after you've finished crying."
Lin Yiyao looked up and smiled, her eyes red-rimmed, but the corners of her mouth curved upwards.
"I won't cry anymore."
"My parents are the ones who should be crying; they made the wrong bet."
She took a deep breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
"That's great, the engagement will fall through without me having to say anything."
Lu Zhuo stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and ruffled her hair.
"Not too stupid."
"Little darling, how about you learn to be naughty with me just this once?"
Lu Zhuo has long legs and a narrow waist, and even a formal white shirt can't suppress his roguish and unruly air.
When she turned her head to talk to Lin Yiyao, her neck was slightly lowered, and her eyebrows and eyes softened.
Lin Yiyao stared blankly at him, and the taut string in her heart suddenly snapped.
The rebellion, grievances, and resentment that had been suppressed for twenty-five years burst forth at this moment.
On what grounds?
Why should she be the most obedient one?
Why should her joys and sorrows have to give way to her family?
Why should even liking someone be arranged for me?
Yan Tingnan dared to defy the entire powerful Yan family.
Why doesn't she dare?
"Perhaps I can be a little less obedient tonight."
Lin Yiyao suddenly stood on tiptoe, grabbed his slightly open shirt collar, and tilted her head back to kiss him.
The kiss was completely unskilled; it was just an awkward, clumsy kiss, even trembling slightly.
Lu Zhuo froze.
Hold.
Does this little rabbit really dare to bite?
He instinctively tried to back away, but she grabbed the front of his shirt.
Her fingers were slender and white, yet her strength was unyielding.
"Little darling."
His voice was terribly hoarse, carrying a hint of uncertain warning.
Do you know what you're doing?
"Know."
Lin Yiyao was breathing rapidly, her eyes looked like they had fallen stars, and were also filled with tears.
"Lu Zhuo, do you want me?"
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