After the meal, Gu Wan’er sent the company car back first and took a taxi with Yu Xiaoduo.
“Give me a hint—where are we going?” Yu Xiaoduo nudged Gu Wan’er’s shoulder curiously.
“You’ll know when we get there.”
“So mysterious. You’re making me a little nervous, man.” Yu Xiaoduo sounded kind of excited. What kind of surprise could it be? Was their destination Sister Yun’er’s place?
Gu Wan’er pulled out a blindfold. “Here, put this on first.”
“Gu Wan’er, you’re not planning to harvest my kidneys, are you?!”
“Stop yapping. Put it on.” Gu Wan’er slipped the blindfold over Yu Xiaoduo’s head, and he immediately tensed up—one hand gripping the door handle, the other pressing firmly on Gu Wan’er’s thigh.
That really ticked Gu Wan’er off. “Let go of me!”
“I have severe claustrophobia in the dark. Don’t try anything funny—I might instinctively fight back.”
Gu Wan’er: “…”
The elderly driver had a faint smile on his lips. He couldn’t help but envy this couple—they were playfully bickering the whole way, never a dull moment. Couples like them were rare.
After getting out of the car, Yu Xiaoduo clung tightly to Gu Wan’er’s hand. She was completely speechless. A grown man, scared out of his wits like this—and he’d squeezed her thigh so hard it was already red.
“Where are we? Is this some underground black-market hospital? Are you about to lay me down on an operating table? Gu Wan’er, have you no conscience?” The moment he finished speaking, he heard a girl nearby let out a stifled laugh.
Gu Wan’er was about to lose it. His mouth hadn’t stopped running the entire trip, and now people were staring at her with weird looks.
“Alright. Stand still and don’t move.”
Sensing she was about to let go, Yu Xiaoduo quickly grabbed her hand again. “Don’t leave me!”
Gu Wan’er swore to herself—she was never surprising him again. This was pure torture for her. She yanked the blindfold off Yu Xiaoduo in one swift motion.
Pop! Pop!
Streamers burst into the air, showering down on their shoulders like confetti at a wedding.
Yu Xiaoduo finally got a clear view. Around them stood a few girls trying to hold back their laughter, and a few envious men. On a small table nearby sat a bottle of champagne, pink heart-shaped balloons, and a banner that read:
“Congratulations, Mr. Yu, on becoming a distinguished Porsche owner!”
A large red cloth covered the car. At Gu Wan’er signal, the salesperson slowly pulled it off.
A sleek black body. Yellow brake calipers. All the sport package trimmings. And on the rear, the badge read Panamera Turbo S.
Yu Xiaoduo stared at Gu Wan’er, dumbfounded. And Gu Wan’er finally felt that all the frustration along the way had been worth it in this moment.
But she regretted it almost immediately—because Yu Xiaoduo came charging toward her with an excited look on his face.
“What are you doing?!”
“Give me a hug.”
“No.”
“Just one hug.”
“Get lost!”
Yu Xiaoduo grabbed her by the waist and lifted her clean off the ground, making Gu Wan’er want to scream.
“President Gu, you’re this generous—from now on, whatever you say, I’ll do. No wait—whatever you say, I’ll listen!” With that, he dove into the driver’s seat, running his hands over the carbon-fiber steering wheel like he was caressing a lover.
The male salesperson nearby thought to himself: Man, if only I had a rich, beautiful girlfriend like that.
“Move aside, move aside—let me try it.” Gu Wan’er pulled Yu Xiaoduo out and took the wheel herself to get a feel for it.
“You bought this for me—why are you test-driving it?”
“I’m your ride, aren’t I? I have to drive it too.”
Yu Xiaoduo paused, then narrowed his eyes. “So you bought it for yourself, huh?”
Gu Wan’er batted her pretty eyes and smiled sweetly. “Of course not—it’s for you. It’s all under your name.”
Yu Xiaoduo thought about it. That made sense.
“Hey, other people wait half a year for a custom order. Did you place this way earlier?”
“Nope. I ordered it this morning. Money talks, that’s all.”
Yu Xiaoduo gave her a thumbs-up. “Now that’s my President Gu—the heiress of a financial conglomerate. But wait, you’re even broker than I am. Did you rob a bank?”
Actually, she kind of did—she’d shaken down her little sister. But Gu Wan’er wasn’t about to admit that.
“I closed a big deal, so now I’ve got money. This is your reward.”
“President Gu, I was joking. You actually took me seriously?”
“Fine, I’ll cancel the order then.”
“No, no, no—canceling would be a huge loss. Let me check if this car has power-adjustable steering wheel.” As soon as he said that, the salesperson gave him a weird look.
Yu Xiaoduo noticed that every possible option had been checked off. This thing must’ve cost over three million out the door. What a splurge.
This was the first time he’d ever received a gift from a girl—and she wasn’t even his girlfriend.
“Why are you sighing? Not satisfied?”
“Sigh… You’ve basically taken away my future girlfriend’s privilege. If she ever buys me a car, it’ll be the second time someone’s done that.”
Gu Wan’er immediately turned to the salesperson. “We’re not buying it anymore.”
“She’s kidding—don’t mind her, don’t mind her.”
Gu Wan’er let out a cold huff. The guy was getting a sweet deal and still acting all smug.
After wrapping up the remaining paperwork, Yu Xiaoduo hit the road in his new ride. Instantly, he could feel the surge of power—this was leagues ahead of his old 2.0-liter BMW. At this point, a man’s joy pretty much boiled down to this.
“President Gu, you finally figured out how to buy loyalty.”
“Do I even need to buy your loyalty? If I’m doing badly, you’re in trouble too.”
Yu Xiaoduo grinned. “True, true. You’re the boss today—whatever you say goes.”
“Oh, by the way, I’ve got dinner plans with Lu Zhengzhi and the crew tonight,” Yu Xiaoduo added.
“Mm, we should thank them properly.” Gu Wan’er had barely finished speaking when her phone rang. It was Ye Shishi.
“Hello.”
Ye Shishi said flatly, “We found the person who messed with your brakes last time. Let’s have dinner together tonight.”
“Okay.”
She hung up and frowned slightly. “They found him. What are you planning to do?”
“Give him a taste of what it’s like to have no brakes.”
“Isn’t that a bit harsh?”
“Harsh? If it weren’t for my skills that day, you’d have crashed—your body would be ruined, your face disfigured.”
At the thought of being disfigured, Gu Wan’er’s voice turned cold. “Too light. I want to break both of his hands!”
“Now that sounds like something a real victim would say. You need to be this tough in tomorrow’s meeting too. Be ruthless—if you’re not, no one will fear you.”
Gu Wan’er knew she hadn’t had the confidence to be ruthless before. But with Yu Xiaoduo’s incident as leverage, she finally had some ground to stand on.
Just then, Zhao Liang called.
“Brother Yu! I heard something happened to you! Is it true?!” Zhao Liang asked in a panic. He’d just heard rumors that Brother Yu had suddenly “died”—that was terrifying.
“It’s just a rumor, of course. I’m doing great.”
“So you really got transferred to the Security Department? Even President Gu couldn’t do anything about it?”
Yu Xiaoduo let out a long sigh. “You know, people just can’t stand it when you’re too outstanding. They get jealous.”
“Seems like you’re fine, then. Gotta go—bye, bye, bye…”
Yu Xiaoduo’s mouth twitched. This fatso—some way to console a friend.
Even Gu Wan’er chuckled from the passenger seat. “See? The fat guy knows you well. If you’re still cracking jokes, you’re definitely fine.”
“Says who? Maybe this is just my way of coping.”
“I don’t think anything in this world could actually hurt you, Yu Xiaoduo.”
Hearing that, Yu Xiaoduo paused for a moment, then put on a look of seasoned experience. “Oh, there really is one thing. Being betrayed by a good brother.”
