Lufangzhi

# 1V1 # MUTUALAFFECTION # BIZARRE
Nan Ge had been thinking about trading her Lamborghini for another car, but she seemed unable to pool more than a few grand together. Nonetheless, as she cajoled and sweet-talked, her brother found her a great job that was brimming with a sense of responsibility: Galactic Guardians of the Stomach, otherwise known as food delivery service. But on the first day of the job, as she drove on with much grit and resolve against the snow, she arrived at the luxury district, making a delivery to Shen Yanqing. *** Shen Yanqing was a legendary magnate in Huai City, but he tended to keep a low profile. Partners often described him as a cool deity with a kind appearance — affable on the outside, but utterly ruthless in reality. Nonetheless, he met a girl he thought well of at their first meeting. He thought there was no chance for them to meet again, but one day, he opened his door to find her familiar figure standing outside. "Good evening, Mr. Shen! I am a delivery person from Irelyn's Diner. Have a pleasant meal!" Shen Yanqing presumed her to be a poor student working part-time to pay for her tuition fees, which was why he kept giving her business... Until one day, he needed to leave the house but his car broke down. After she found out that he had something important to do, she exclaimed, "I have a car!" Shen Yanqing was wondering how he was going to turn down a ride on her electric scooter, only to see her whip out her car keys and press a button. Nearby, the lights of a Lamborghini worth five hundred grand flashed. "Why are you spacing out? Get in!" "..." 

I Deliver Food in a Lamborghini

Assistant Yuan and Miaomiao wanted Nan Ge to go back and rest, but Nan Ge rejected them.

"Didn't the doctor say that he'll be fine after the drip? I'll just wait for the IV drip to finish. I'll be just fine."

Assistant Yuan wanted to say something, but Miaomiao pulled him back. "Alright. If you have any problems, we're just a call away."

"Yes, okay." Nan Ge nodded and watched the two of them leave.

In the corridor, Miaomiao let go of Assistant Yuan's hand and rolled her eyes. "You shouldn't have told her the truth back then."

"I also hesitated." Although Assistant Yuan also blamed himself, he had to say this sooner or later. "President Shen hid it from her and doesn't want her to worry. I get it."

"But this alcohol allergy is not a small matter. President Shen forcefully endured it this time, but there might be a next time. This time, it was quite timely, but what if he goes into shock next time?"

You're Always Lying to Me