"That was all just foolishness from my youth." Cen Haonan patted the green dragon tattoo on his arm and smiled. He had run the streets in his youth and been a gang leader. But as he aged, he left that world behind and got a legitimate job. "It’s a nice-looking tattoo," Su Xuan said with a smile. He and Cen Haonan then left the bar and walked over to Su Xuan’s car, where they saw several security guards protecting the Koenigsegg. "You can all go now," Cen Haonan said, dismissing the security guards. "Here are the keys." Su Xuan handed the car keys to Cen Haonan. As the saying goes: laymen watch the spectacle, but experts see the craft. Cen Haonan was clearly an expert. He didn’t rush to get in the car and poke around aimlessly; instead, he opened the hood and inspected the engine. "Tsk, tsk. I’m finally seeing the real deal! This car’s engine is a 5.0-liter V8 twin-turbo! It can unleash a maximum of 1,400 horsepower and 1,600 Nm of torque! And what’s astonishing is that the transmission weighs only eighty kilograms!" After checking the engine, Cen Haonan walked a full circle around the car, examining its exterior and interior. However, he didn’t get inside or take it for a spin, showing impeccable restraint. "Thank you!" Cen Haonan returned the keys to Su Xuan. A long-standing wish of his was finally fulfilled. "You’re welcome." Su Xuan took back the keys and said goodbye to Cen Haonan, then left with Su Zimo. Before they parted, at Cen Haonan’s request, they exchanged phone numbers. "Heizi, take a few guys and escort Mr. Su home. Make sure he’s safe!" Cen Haonan gestured to a security guard behind him. He was worried that Su Xuan, having just offended someone, might run into trouble. "Understood!" The security guard named Heizi called two others, and they got into a black Audi, trailing Su Xuan from a distance. "Su Xuan, thank you." Sitting in the Koenigsegg, Su Zimo wasn’t looking at the beautiful nightscape outside the window. Instead, she fixed her gaze on Su Xuan’s profile, her eyes filled with gratitude. "If you really want to thank me, just add a beauty filter to my interview footage," Su Xuan said earnestly. "Being a courier out in the wind and sun all day hasn’t been great for my skin." "Pfft!" Su Zimo couldn’t help but laugh, then replied just as seriously, "Your skin is even better than mine. I’m actually jealous." Su Xuan asked, "Where do you live?" Su Zimo replied, "I don’t want to go home." Su Zimo: "We both have the surname Su, you know!" Su Zimo: "You saved me tonight. Does that make me like Ye Qianqian to you now?" Su Zimo: "I want to experience staying at the Lycar hotel. Will you give me a free stay?" Su Xuan casually tossed a card to Su Zimo. She caught it, and her beautiful eyes widened in shock. The card Su Xuan gave her wasn’t just any card, but Lycar’s most elite card: the Supreme Card for Humans, which required a total spending of fifty million to obtain. As a journalist, she was well aware of the card’s existence and knew its value. In high society, this card was more effective than a personal resume. If you flashed a card , people would immediately know you were fabulously wealthy and hold you in high esteem. But the owners were as rare as a phoenix feather, which only made the card that much more precious. And Su Xuan had just casually tossed one to her? Su Zimo couldn’t help but press a hand to her chest. Maybe he’s... into me? "Su Xuan, with this card, if I go to Lycar, does that mean you have to personally accompany me?" Su Zimo suddenly smirked mischievously. "Nope." Su Xuan smiled. "I’ll change that rule as soon as I get back." "You..." The beautiful journalist Su Zimo, who had never acted coquettishly in front of anyone before, couldn’t help but look at Su Xuan with a playful pout and say, "I hate you!" Afterward, Su Zimo didn’t actually go to stay at the Lycar. She had him take her home instead. As she was getting out of the car, as quick as a flash, she gave him a feather-light kiss on the cheek before fleeing into her building. That night, clutching the card Su Xuan had given her, Su Zimo had a wonderful night’s sleep. She even dreamed she was a swordswoman, sparring with Su Xuan by a small river. The match ended in a draw. "Heh. Taking advantage of me." In the car, Su Xuan casually wiped the lipstick print from his cheek. Any other man would have likely treasured it on his face for a lifetime. Su Xuan didn’t go to the Lycar either, instead returning to his own place. He found it uncomfortable having everyone at the hotel treat him with such reverence; it made him uneasy. His home was in an old, weathered residential complex. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was full of life. "Ah, there’s no place like home!" Back at home, lying on his familiar bed, Su Xuan stretched and closed his eyes. At that very moment, something interesting was happening downstairs from his apartment building. "Tingting, this is that guy’s place, right?" "He really lives in a low-key place, doesn’t he?" "It’s because he’s so low-key that he managed to trick us!" "You’re right about that!" Newest update provıded by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Two figures were sneaking around the base of Su Xuan’s apartment building. One of them was Zhang Tingting, the blind-date woman who had confronted Su Xuan at the Lycar’s entrance. The other was the former sales manager of the Lycar who had been fired, Qian Zhihang. The two of them were still together. "Darling, are you really planning to kidnap him?" Zhang Tingting asked Qian Zhihang. "Of course! He acted weak to get the best of us, which cost me my job at the Lycar and got me a beating. I haven’t even paid off my car and my mortgage! I can’t just let this go!" Qian Zhihang said hatefully. "I’m going to take back everything I lost from him!" "I’m a little scared," Zhang Tingting said. "Scared of what!" Qian Zhihang scoffed. "I know exactly how people like him think. The moment there’s trouble, their first thought is to pay to make it go away. They don’t even have the guts to call the police. We’re just going to scare him a little and get his money. We’re not committing murder or arson, so there’s nothing to be afraid of!" "Alright then!" Zhang Tingting pulled a mask over her face and followed Qian Zhihang upstairs. But they hadn’t taken more than a few steps when the unexpected happened. Two gleaming knives suddenly extended from behind, pressing coldly against their necks. They were then forced into a black Audi and driven away from Su Xuan’s neighborhood. "Boss, you predicted this perfectly. Someone did indeed come to cause trouble for Mr. Su. We’ve got them," Heizi, the security guard from Jenny’s Bar, reported to his boss, Cen Haonan, over the phone. Cen Haonan asked, "Is Mr. Su alright?" Heizi replied, "Mr. Su is fine. He’s already home and asleep. What should we do with the people we caught?" Cen Haonan said, "It’s a big world. Tell them to find somewhere else to make a living, and to never come back here." "Understood." Heizi directed the driver to head for the highway, then asked, "Boss, should we let Mr. Su know about this? Does he owe you a favor now?" "No need," Cen Haonan said. "I owe Mr. Su a favor, too. Besides, the friendship between gentlemen should be as unobtrusive as water." The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Su Xuan arrived at the courier station full of energy, ready to ride his tricycle out for deliveries, when he received an unexpected call. A sweet, crisp voice came through the phone: "Su Xuan, guess who this is?"