"Wow, this car screen is so high-definition!" "You can even see the pores on a person’s skin!" "And this starlight headliner, full of twinkling little stars, is so romantic!" Inside Su Xuan’s Charman SUV, the sound of Lu Dachun’s and the others’ praise was incessant. They paid little attention to the hailstorm outside. The Charman’s soundproofing was so effective that the hail hitting the roof only sounded like cracking eggshells from inside the luxurious rear seats. This greatly diminished the storm’s perceived ferocity. What dreadful weather! Su Xuan, sitting in the driver’s seat, felt the true terror of the hailstorm. When the first hailstone hit the windshield, he instinctively flinched, fearing the glass would shatter from the impact. But he quickly relaxed; the glass was completely unscathed. It was undoubtedly bulletproof! Initially, he hadn’t been too impressed with the vehicle’s armored, bulletproof features. He never expected to benefit from them so soon. Su Xuan looked at Guo Yuxiang’s pickup truck and honked. He wasn’t urging Guo Yuxiang to drive faster but wanted him to stop. He could see that Guo Yuxiang’s truck was already battered and riddled with holes, without a single intact window. Sitting in such a vehicle had to be unbearable, and there was even a risk of injury. It would be best for Guo Yuxiang and the old Village Chief to stop and switch to his Charman. "Village Chief, don’t just sit there doing nothing!" Guo Yuxiang ignored Su Xuan’s kind gesture, instead prodding the old man. "Find something to block the holes in the windows!" "There are too many holes! I can’t block them all!" the old Village Chief lamented miserably. "Use your clothes!" Guo Yuxiang ordered, wiping rainwater from his face. "I think we’d be better off in the car behind us!" The old Village Chief glanced back. "Their car looks completely fine. They just honked at us; they must want us to get in with them!" The old Village Chief was truly filled with regret. He should have just swallowed his pride and gotten into Su Xuan’s car from the start. "Who says his car is fine?" Guo Yuxiang said, deeply humiliated. "The hail has already... inflicted internal damage on his car! It’s about to fall apart any second. They’ll be the ones needing a ride in our truck soon enough!" Latest content publıshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Really?" the old Village Chief asked, his mouth agape. "In any case, we are not getting in that car!" Guo Yuxiang gripped the steering wheel, staring intently at the road ahead. "Why not?" the old Village Chief asked, puzzled. "Uhh..." Guo Yuxiang hesitated, then gritted his teeth. "The owner of that car is my rival in love. Understand?" He had barely finished speaking when a strange sound reached his ears. It sounded like a herd of wild buffalo stampeding overhead. The steering wheel began to tremble in his hands. "Village Chief..." Guo Yuxiang looked at the old man in terror. "Do you know what’s happening?" "I... I know! It must be a landslide! Run for your life!" Without waiting for the truck to stop, the old Village Chief scrambled out of the window with shocking agility. He hit the ground, did a somersault, then sprang to his feet and sprinted back the way they had come. His movements were fluid and seamless, completely belying his age. Guo Yuxiang blinked in astonishment as he watched the old Village Chief vanish from his vehicle. Then, without another word, he threw the truck into reverse. At the same time, rocks of all sizes rained down from the mountain, indiscriminately pounding the vehicle and turning Guo Yuxiang’s face pale with fright. The truck’s body suddenly shuddered and jerked to a violent halt. It seemed a large boulder was blocking it. Guo Yuxiang frantically slammed his foot on the accelerator. The wheels just spun in place, spewing plumes of blue smoke, but the truck didn’t budge an inch. The next second, Guo Yuxiang let go of the steering wheel and covered his head. A torrent of rock, soil, and gravel slid down the mountainside, burying him and the truck completely. His world instantly went black... Time trickled by, second by second. I’m going to die. I shouldn’t have come here for disaster relief just for a woman. I want to live... I really want to live... Guo Yuxiang felt as though he were trapped in a concrete mixer, entombed in cement. He couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, and his consciousness was slowly fading. Suddenly, just when he had given up all hope of survival... A hand punched through the debris, grabbed his arm, and with a powerful yank, pulled him free. Air! He gasped desperately for air. Rainwater washed the mud from his face, and his vision slowly cleared. He saw an incredibly handsome face, one he’d once assessed as being just a little more handsome than his own. "Hey, are you okay?" the face asked with concern. "WAAAAAH!" Guo Yuxiang suddenly threw himself into the man’s arms and began to wail uncontrollably. He felt like a newborn child, and the first person he saw upon opening his eyes was Su Xuan. Indeed, it was Su Xuan who had saved Guo Yuxiang. When the landslide began, Su Xuan had reacted instantly, quickly reversing the Charman to a safe distance, ensuring everyone inside was unharmed. The old Village Chief was also safe. As Su Xuan backed up, the old man had leaped onto the Charman’s hood, clinging tightly to the windshield wipers for dear life, and had successfully escaped the danger. After ensuring everyone else was safe, Su Xuan had braved the continuing danger, charged back alone, and dug through the earth and stone with his bare hands to pull Guo Yuxiang from the crushed vehicle. Luckily, it was only a small-scale landslide, and the burial wasn’t too deep. Otherwise, not even the gods could have saved Guo Yuxiang. "Su Xuan, I know your name is Su Xuan!" Guo Yuxiang sobbed, burying his face in Su Xuan’s chest. "I’ll remember you! I’ll remember you for the rest of my life! You saved my life, and I’ll spend my entire life repaying you! Waaaaah! I was so scared! I thought I was going to die! Thank God you came..." His words were an incoherent jumble as his crying intensified. At that moment, he didn’t care what kind of person Su Xuan was, whether he had money or status. All he knew was that Su Xuan was his savior. If Su Xuan had no money, he would give him all of his. If Su Xuan had no status, he would share his own. He would do anything to repay the man for saving his life. "It’s all right now," Su Xuan said, patting his back. He then lifted Guo Yuxiang’s limp body in a bridal carry and started walking toward the Charman. "Su Xuan, no, Brother Su, I’m so sorry. I need to apologize to you!" Guo Yuxiang suddenly looked up at Su Xuan’s face with a bashful expression. "Did you just wipe your snot on me?" Su Xuan asked. "No," Guo Yuxiang replied. "I shouldn’t have tried to compete with you for a woman." "Oh? When were you competing with me for a woman?" Su Xuan asked. "You really don’t know?" Guo Yuxiang was mortified. It turned out that throughout his entire convoluted effort, Su Xuan had been completely unaware of what he was even fussing about. Oh, no... It seemed Su Xuan had never paid him any mind at all! He’d been the only one treating Su Xuan as an imaginary rival this whole time! The gulf between their character was immense! At that moment, Su Zimo, Lu Dachun, the old Village Chief, and the two medical staff from Kangnai were all standing beside the Charman. As they watched Su Xuan return from his heroic rescue, they couldn’t help but burst into applause. It was a genuine, spontaneous reaction, not some forced gesture. "None of you come with me! I’ll go alone!" Those were the words Su Xuan had left them with before running back without a second’s hesitation to save a life, even as rocks were still tumbling down the mountain. Su Xuan himself had no idea that this casual act of saving Guo Yuxiang would soon bring him a host of unexpected benefits.