blogombal Chapter 245 Of all the roads, safety is the most important.
Chapter 245 Of all the roads, safety is the most important.
Ye Fan immediately stood up.
Miao Zi had already opened the office door, letting the two of them go first.
As Ye Fan stepped outside, he noticed that Miao Zi hadn't followed, so he turned and asked, "Aren't you coming along?"
Miao Zi was busy at the company all morning and didn't have time to have lunch. Although their relationship was now completely settled, it was all a natural progression, and they both understood each other without saying a word.
As his woman, Ye Fan would naturally not mistreat her.
Even if Miao Zi and Ye Fan have no relationship, Ye Fan would still think highly of her based on her abilities.
Miao Zi stood by the door with a polite smile on her face and gently shook her head: "Thank you, President Ye. I'll just have a simple lunch at the company. I still have a few documents to organize and file."
Her eyes were clear and open, showing neither deliberate aloofness nor any unusual emotion.
Seeing that Miao Zi didn't want to go, Ye Fan didn't force her. He nodded and left the company with Gu Yuejia.
......
The elevator descended smoothly, and the small space was filled with the faint, highly recognizable scent of Gu Yuejia's perfume.
Gu Yuejia turned to the side, her gaze boldly and directly landing on Ye Fan's sharply defined profile. She broke the silence, her voice carrying a hint of genuine admiration: "Mr. Ye, you look so handsome!"
These words came from the bottom of her heart, without any exaggeration. From the moment she entered the office and saw Ye Fan, she thought the man in front of her was very handsome. His unique temperament, which combined youthful vigor with a calm aura, perfectly matched her aesthetic.
"Thank you." Ye Fan smiled faintly, his gaze lingering on her bright and beautiful face for a moment, and replied just as frankly, "Ms. Gu, your appearance is also perfect. You are one of the most outstanding girls I have ever seen."
"Mr. Ye, you flatter me." Gu Yuejia smiled and started chatting with Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye, you look so young. May I ask how old you are?"
"I just turned eighteen!" Ye Fan answered calmly.
"Then you're still in college?" Gu Yuejia's bright eyes widened instantly, and her red lips parted slightly.
"That's right, I just started my freshman year in September."
Gu Yuejia took a deep breath, trying to process the information, her voice filled with amazement and curiosity: "To have such a huge amount of funds to independently run an entertainment company at the age of eighteen? Her true strength is unfathomable."
Her gaze toward Ye Fan held not only admiration but also a deep curiosity.
Ye Fan casually made up an excuse, saying nonchalantly, "It's all thanks to my family's help."
Gu Yuejia made no attempt to hide her envy, her tone tinged with self-deprecation: "This also proves that President Ye's abilities far surpass those of his peers. Otherwise, why would his family be so at ease letting you start your own business? Unlike me..."
She pouted slightly, revealing a girlish demeanor that didn't quite match her mature appearance: "My family still treats me like a child. They even leave me at a friend's company to keep an eye on me, afraid that I'll cause some trouble."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan glanced at her without changing his expression, a knowing smile playing on his lips, but did not reply.
However, judging from Gu Yuejia's words, her family must be quite wealthy. It seems that Gu Yuejia's background is not simple either.
According to her resume, she worked for Alibaba and Tencent! These are two of the most powerful figures in China's internet industry.
Surprisingly, everyone in the company was a friend of her family.
......
As the two chatted and laughed, the elevator arrived at the B2 underground parking lot.
"Take my car, you can give me directions," Ye Fan suggested, his voice echoing slightly in the empty parking lot.
"Okay," Gu Yuejia readily agreed.
The two arrived at Ye Fan's parking space.
"Wow! A McLaren P1." Gu Yuejia's eyes lit up instantly when she saw Ye Fan's car.
She turned to Ye Fan, a slight blush creeping onto her face, and said, "Mr. Ye, I have a favor to ask. Could I possibly try out your McLaren P1?"
Her fingers unconsciously twitched, betraying her inner excitement.
"Oh? You like cars?" Ye Fan raised an eyebrow in surprise.
He'd seen plenty of men who were passionate about sports cars, but women who expressed their desire to drive so directly, with such pure love shining in their eyes, were truly rare.
"Yes! I really like it!" Gu Yuejia nodded without hesitation, her gaze returning to the orange "work of art" with undisguised admiration and longing.
"I've always loved sports cars and motorcycles... On the track, pushing the car to its limits, feeling the roar of the engine and the speed of the wind, that adrenaline rush, that adrenaline-pumping feeling... that feeling is indescribable."
She squinted her eyes in ecstasy, then her shoulders slumped in disappointment, and she said regretfully, "It's a pity. My family is very strict. They say it's too dangerous for me to play with these things. If I dare to buy one, they've threatened to break my legs! Besides, I really can't afford a car like the P1 right now. I can only look at videos and magazines with envy. Every time I see the real car, I can't help but feel my heart race."
She shrugged helplessly.
Ye Fan was not surprised by this. It was perfectly normal for her elders to worry about a girl who was passionate about racing and pursuing speed and passion.
"Okay, here's the key." Ye Fan tossed the key over readily.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Ye!" Gu Yuejia caught it, her fingertips gripping the cold metal tightly, a childlike smile of pure joy blooming on her face.
"Beep—" The unlock button was pressed, and the McLaren's sharp LED headlights instantly lit up, like a sleeping beast opening its eyes, with a deep electronic sound echoing in the quiet garage.
Gu Yuejia's eyes seemed to be ignited by the light, sparkling with an unusual brilliance. The key to the top-of-the-line supercar she had longed for was in her palm, and the feeling of her dream being within reach made her fingertips tremble slightly.
Just as she was about to pull the iconic butterfly door, Ye Fan gently placed his hand on the door frame, stopping her.
"Wait a minute," Ye Fan's gaze fell on the sexy red-soled high heels beneath her slender ankles, a playful smile on his face, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to drive in high heels?"
As a seasoned driver by nature, he strictly adheres to traffic rules.
There are thousands of roads, safety first.
It's not that I'm upset about the car getting damaged or scratched; compared to the car, my dog's life is more important.
He was destined to be rich in this life, and he didn't want to lose his life before he could even enjoy it.
That would be such a damn injustice.
Gu Yuejia looked down and immediately slapped her forehead in annoyance: "Oh dear! What a lapse in judgment! I was so excited about P1 that I completely forgot about this! Mr. Ye, please wait a moment!"