novelden Chapter 168 Xue Yanbin finally jumped in front of He Fan.
Chapter 168 Xue Yanbin finally jumped in front of He Fan.
"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Zhao Bo asked softly into the phone.
A crisp female voice came from the other end: "Sorry, I had an accident on the road and have been waiting for the insurance company and the police."
"How much longer? Sister Fan has been waiting for you for a long time."
The person on the other end of the phone was Lin Shuang, who was standing by the roadside looking around: "It will take at least an hour. I'll take a taxi there once the insurance arrives."
Zhao Bo didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.
We can't just sit here and wait; after all, it's our own racetrack.
Having just acquired specialized racing skills, how could He Fan possibly sit still at the racetrack?
"How about we go for a run in the mountains? Take me with you!"
Seeing that He Fan wasn't impatient and even seemed interested in racing, Zhao Bo felt much more at ease.
"Let's go! Sister Fan, you can go to the beginner track. I have several race cars in the parking lot. You can drive whichever one you like and practice first."
He Fan didn't refute, but simply nodded and followed.
......
after an hour.
"yue~"
"Sister Fan, your driving skills are just too amazing!"
He Fan was a little annoyed.
In his mind, he questioned the system: "Big shot, are you even capable of this racing specialty?"
System: Absolutely! Host, you're now definitely at the level of a professional race car driver!
He Fan didn't believe a word of it: "Then why did Zhao Bo react the same way when he rode in my car as Ji Anran did back then? Doesn't that mean he wasn't driving well?"
System: This...
Even the wealthy are confused: bad driving skills lead to accidents, but good driving skills still result in accidents...
Zhao Bo finally suppressed his nausea: "Sister Fan, you're amazing! You broke our racetrack's record on the advanced track."
He Fan smirked and looked at Zhao Bo with disbelief.
"Huh? So, did I drive well or not?"
Zhao Bo's eyes were very firm: "Of course it's good. I specially hired professional drivers to set the records at our racetrack."
He Fan's expression remained unchanged: "Then what are you going to do?"
Zhao Bo: "......"
How heartbreaking! It was my first time riding in a 'flying' race car, and they wouldn't even let me ride it.
"I ate too much at lunch, and the seatbelt is too tight."
He Fan stopped worrying about it; knowing he had broken the record, he felt much better.
This racing specialization is actually quite useful; I didn't waste those 10 personal points.
Wu You was practicing with her instructor on the beginner track when she saw He Fan and Zhao Bo return. She accelerated on the circled track, ready to show He Fan the drifting skills she had just learned.
He Fan's phone suddenly rang, and a system alert sounded in his mind.
What's the housekeeper's phone number?
Jiangtian Yise has a private butler on each floor, and this is the first time I've received a call from the butler.
The system alarm continues to sound: Host, someone has broken into your home.
He Fan suddenly realized, "No, there's still some of the special medicine at home."
She answered the phone.
"Miss He, three men claiming to be your family members... Hey, what are you doing...?"
Then came a burst of noise.
He Fan quickly waved to Wu You, signaling her to come over.
Wu You was paying close attention, and when He Fan waved to her, she immediately stopped the car and ran over.
"What's wrong, Sister Fan?" Zhao Bo overheard a bit of the phone conversation, but didn't hear it clearly.
He Fan shook his head: "Something came up at home, I have to go back first, let's make an appointment next time."
Wu You didn't ask any further questions after hearing this. He picked up the items he had just unloaded and prepared to walk towards the parking area.
Zhao Bo had no intention of letting He Fan leave on his own. He had just overheard three men trying to force their way in.
"Sister Fan, I'll go back with you. I can protect you if there's any danger."
He Fan looked Zhao Bo up and down, and found that he didn't have much muscle.
Knowing his physique was probably useless, Zhao Bo quickly held up two fingers: "I have bodyguards! Two of them came with me today!"
He Fan: "...Let's go."
Zhao Bo, head held high and chest puffed out, declared: "Let's go!!!"
The three of them walked to the reception building, and Zhao Bo waved his hand and called out two men who looked very... sturdy.
This is somewhat different from the bodyguard He Fan had in mind.
Where are the sunglasses? Where is the suit? Where is that imposing height of 1.9 or 2.0 meters?
"Sister Fan, you and Xiaoyou go ahead, our car will follow behind you."
He Fan snapped out of his thoughts: "Oh, okay! Let's go then."
We need to get back quickly; we can't delay. The remaining portion of the special medicine is still in her bedroom.
The car sped along and finally stopped in the Jiangtianyise underground parking lot.
He Fan got out of the car, and Zhao Bo and his entourage followed behind him in a grand procession, looking quite impressive.
As soon as the elevator reached He Fan's floor, they heard a commotion outside.
"Ding ~"
The elevator door slowly opened.
Through the gap, I could see several people darting into the fire escape like big black rats.
He Fan: "???"
The door was wide open at that moment.
Aunt Qiao was sitting by her doorway, holding a rolling pin in her hand, her hair disheveled.
And the person leaning against her was a young man? ...
The man had a long, bloody scratch on his face.
He Fan carefully considered his memories.
She didn't know this person, nor was he one of her targets.
Wu You was startled by the scene and rushed to the door in a flash.
"Aunt Qiao, how are you? Housekeeper, are you alright?"
"Oh, the butler," He Fan suddenly realized. He did look somewhat familiar, but he hadn't looked closely at his face and didn't dare to recognize him.
"I'm fine. Aunt Qiao bumped her head on the doorknob. Assistant Wu, do you think she needs to be taken to the hospital?"
Wu You turned to look at He Fan.
Before He Fan could speak, a female voice came from behind him.
"Let me take a look first."
As she spoke, a girl wearing a wool coat and with her hair in a bun stepped forward.
She carefully examined Aunt Qiao's head: "There was no obvious external injury, and there was no obvious skull fracture when touched. Judging from the pupils and her reaction, there shouldn't be any major problems, but to rule out a minor bone fracture, we still need to go to the hospital for an X-ray."
This person was Lin Shuang, whom He Fan had been waiting for all afternoon.
Just as He Fan and Wu You started their car, Lin Shuang's taxi stopped right at the entrance of the racetrack.
She called Zhao Bo to ask him to send someone to pick her up, but unexpectedly, she got into Zhao Bo's car right at the door.
I was dragged straight here and saw this scene...
Aunt Qiao had recovered her composure by now: "Oh dear, I'm fine. I just bumped into something. I was just faking it."
Everyone: "..."
Butler: "...Aunt Qiao, you were rolling your eyes just now."
Aunt Qiao didn't seem to care at all: "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing."
Having said that, he made a move to stand up.
"Miss He, Assistant Wu, you've brought your friends back. I was just about to cook for you. Come on in."
He Fan: "......"
The group followed them inside and saw what was inside.
The decorative items in the entryway were smashed all over the floor, the leather sofa was slashed with shards, and apart from the floor-to-ceiling windows, there wasn't a single intact pane of glass in the entire living room...
System: The host is Xue Yanbin.
He Fan sighed helplessly. This Xue Yanbin had finally come crawling back to him.