"Where is your car?" Yang Feilong asked, "You've been drinking, call a designated driver!"
"What about you? Are you coming back with me?" Li Xiya looked at Yang Feilong with hopeful eyes.
"I'm not going back!" Yang Feilong shook his head.
Who knew that if he went back, he might be tempted again on the way. He was afraid that if he couldn't resist and did something impulsive, he felt he might not be able to control this woman!
Besides, it was said that mixed-race women were generally more open. If he really got involved with her, and she wasn't satisfied with him having multiple women and insisted on him breaking up with them, what if he didn't and she cheated on him?
Therefore, it was better not to take that step!
"Ouch!" The next moment, Li Xiya crouched down in pain, clutching her ankle, looking as if she couldn't bear the pain.
"I twisted my ankle!" Li Xiya's eyes welled up with tears, and she looked at Yang Feilong as if she were about to cry, "It seems I can only have you drive me home. Firstly, I don't trust a designated driver, especially since I'm so beautiful and dressed so provocatively. Secondly, in this state, if the designated driver had any ill intentions towards me, I wouldn't be able to escape."
Yang Feilong: "..."
If she did it on purpose, she had twisted it quite badly. Although it was night, one could clearly see her ankle swelling up.
If she didn't do it on purpose, she had twisted it right after he said he wasn't going back.
"I really didn't do it on purpose," Li Xiya seemed to guess Yang Feilong's suspicion and said aggrievedly, "It's just that I was a bit upset when I heard you didn't want to go back with me, so I was distracted and twisted my ankle."
"Alright, my fault." Yang Feilong sighed and helped Li Xiya to her car door.
"Open the car," Yang Feilong said with a sigh.
Li Xiya's face lit up with joy and she did as he asked.
What happened next left Li Xiya a bit bewildered.
Yang Feilong had Li Xiya sit in the driver's seat.
"Take this medicine, and your alcohol breath will dissipate quickly," Yang Feilong said, taking a small bottle from his pocket.
"Even if my alcohol breath dissipates, I can't drive with my twisted ankle!" Li Xiya said pitifully, pointing to her swollen ankle.
Yang Feilong bent down and took off her high heels, revealing her slender, delicate, and fair feet in ankle socks. Her feet were beautiful, not too big, not too small. Her toes were curled up from nervousness, and there was no unpleasant odor, but rather a faint, pleasant fragrance.
Yang Feilong silently recited a calming mantra. This woman was truly a siren, even her feet were so attractive.
As Yang Feilong took off her shoe and held her small foot, a hint of panic flashed in Li Xiya's eyes. Her face flushed as she repeatedly asked, "What... what are you doing?"
Earlier, she had actively tried to seduce him, and he was unmoved. Why was he suddenly so impatient?
"To reduce the swelling!" Yang Feilong smiled at Li Xiya, then took another bottle from his pocket and applied some liquid to Li Xiya's injured ankle. He massaged the injured area with his fingers a few times, and the swollen ankle visibly reduced.
"There, the alcohol is gone, and your ankle is fine now. You can drive home yourself. Don't worry about safety!" Yang Feilong then put Li Xiya's shoes back on, looking at her with a bright smile.
Li Xiya: "..."
At this moment, Li Xiya felt an urge to kick that smiling face.
This was outrageous! How could there be such a man? Was he really impotent?
She thought he had suddenly been moved and changed his mind. She had even endured her embarrassment and hadn't kicked him away when he took off her shoes and touched her feet. But after all that, he just wanted to reduce her swelling.
He had even given her an antidote for alcohol, as if he was afraid she would cling to him!
"What's wrong? Are you very touched?" Yang Feilong clapped his hands and smiled. "It's okay, no need to be too touched. Working hard from now on is the greatest gratitude you can show me!"
Li Xiya: "..."
Hmph, if she could, she really wanted to stuff her sock into that self-satisfied mouth!
Of course, her sock might be a reward for him. Hmph, then she'd choose a pair that hadn't been washed in a long time!
Seeing Li Xiya's expression flicker between anger and resignation, Yang Feilong coughed and said, "Alright, it's getting late, bye!"
He then strode away as if fleeing from a monster.
This was infuriating!
Li Xiya furiously punched the steering wheel, but stopped just before hitting it, perhaps afraid of hurting her hand or damaging the steering wheel.
She sat in the driver's seat, hands on the steering wheel, her eyes vacant. The car door remained open, and she didn't drive away, just stared blankly.
"Little lady, are you heartbroken?"
"Come play with us brothers! We'll make sure you forget your troubles!"
Just then, a few drunken hooligans whistled lewdly and approached Li Xiya. One of them leaned against the car door and reached out to touch Li Xiya.
"Ah!" Li Xiya screamed, her face pale with terror. "Don't!"
Bang!
At that moment, a loud bang echoed.
"Ah!" A scream, and the figure who had tried to touch Li Xiya flew backward, spitting blood.
"Kid, how dare you interfere in our business? Brothers, get him!"
The other men saw the uninvited guest ruining their fun.
Bang bang bang.
A moment later, the few hooligans who had drunk heavily were groaning on the ground.
"Wuwuwu! Feilong, I thought you were leaving me." Li Xiya threw herself into Yang Feilong's arms, crying heartbrokenly, which was enough to make anyone's heart ache.
Yang Feilong also looked helpless. "Why didn't you leave just now? Why were you just spacing out? You're so beautiful..."
He was about to say more, but seeing the sheer terror of a near-death experience written on Li Xiya's beautiful face, he couldn't bring himself to say any more words of reprimand.
"Don't touch randomly!" Yang Feilong's face turned red as he said, grabbing Li Xiya's hands that were fumbling on him.
What was with this girl? She was so scared, yet she was still trying to take advantage of him.
"I was scared," Li Xiya said pitifully, "They wanted to bully me. If you hadn't come back, I really don't know what would have happened to me."
Yang Feilong didn't know what to say. He hadn't agreed to her pursuit, so shouldn't she have defended herself with more enthusiasm? Why was she still so distraught? Was his charm that great?
Yang Feilong hadn't actually gone far. After all, Li Xiya was his admirer. Although he hadn't agreed to her pursuit, how could he truly leave before seeing her drive away? If something happened, it would be too late. And sure enough, something had happened not long after he left.
Moreover, she hadn't taken the hangover medicine earlier, but had put it on the armrest. Yang Feilong was worried she might drive drunk.
"Let's go, I'll drive you home!" Yang Feilong sighed and said.
"Thank you, thank you so much," Li Xiya said excitedly.
"What for." Yang Feilong shook his head, letting Li Xiya sit in the passenger seat while he took the driver's seat.
As for those hooligans, Yang Feilong paid them no mind.
They wouldn't die anyway!