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Chapter 167: The Goddess Sends Him Home

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Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat; he never expected that Qin Bore would finally speak first, letting him add her WeChat.

Lin Yuan hurriedly took out his phone, scanned her QR code, and added her as a friend.

Qin Bore quickly approved the friend request.

Her WeChat avatar was a selfie of hers.

The background of the selfie was at the foot of the Swiss Alps.

She really is beautiful; the avatar in the photo is that beautiful.

However, although they added each other as friends, Lin Yuan still remembered that day, when she threatened him with those words in the hotel.

A frog could never be together with a phoenix.

Lin Yuan's eyes grew dim; adding her on WeChat was useless—he and Qin Bore could never be together.

The barbecue restaurant server quickly brought out another large plate of meat skewers.

Everyone chatted and laughed while eating, enjoying it immensely.

Qin Bore happened to sit right beside Lin Yuan, neither leaning left nor right.

The two were sitting very close.

It could only be said to be a sheer coincidence.

Lin Yuan could smell a pleasant fragrance coming from her.

The evening breeze blew, lifting a strand of Qin Bore's silky hair; its alluring scent reached Lin Yuan's nostrils, making his mind even more unsettled.

He felt he was too close to Qin Bore, so he subtly shifted a little away.

Qin Bore noticed his oddness—this man, why did he deliberately shift his body away?

Qin Bore picked up her phone and secretly sent Lin Yuan a WeChat message.

Lin Yuan's phone vibrated once; he picked it up, puzzled, and saw it was a message from Qin Bore...

Qin Bore: 【Last time I spoke too harshly. Don't take it to heart. Frogs can actually be cute too. I don't dislike frogs.】

This?

Does this mean she doesn't dislike Lin Yuan?

Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Yuan subconsciously moved closer to Qin Bore again.

At that moment, Fei Fanjin sat on Lin Yuan's left, and Qin Bore on his right.

Two top-tier beauties surrounded him.

This made the three Xia Jinlong brothers simply envious, jealous, and resentful.

We're all losers—how can you be like that!

"Miss Qin, do you often go mountain running? You love speeding, don't you?" Xia Jinlong asked enviously.

"Yeah, I go often, my driving skills are great." Qin Bore said, blinking her beautiful eyes while skewering meat.

Cao Bin couldn't help but ask, "Miss Qin, your limited-edition Ferrari worth over 30 million, you use it for speeding—don't you feel bad?"

Speeding, however, does great damage to the car.

Qin Bore blinked and said, "No, I don't feel bad—a sports car is meant to be driven fast."

"Miss Qin, have you ever driven on a track? With that car, you'd definitely be faster." Cao Bin said, full of envy.

Qin Bore blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "I've driven on tracks—I hold the highest records at the Zhejiang and Shanghai circuits. I'm still an F1 driver. The world's top seven-time consecutive champion, Hamilton—his championship record from last year is the one I broke."

Upon hearing this, Cao Bin, Xia Jinlong, and the others didn't believe it.

Even Lin Yuan didn't believe it.

Although none of us can afford racing, we've still heard of F1.

Training an F1 driver is extremely difficult; to produce a professional F1 driver requires at least an investment of hundreds of millions!

And although China has a population of 1.4 billion, it has so far produced only a single F1 driver, Zhou Guanyu.

Worldwide, female F1 drivers are even rarer—almost no woman can compete professionally.

Therefore, nobody believed Qin Bore's statement.

Moreover, she supposedly beat Hamilton??

How could that be possible?

"Miss Qin, could you take us next time? Can we sit in the passenger seat of your sports car?" Xia Jinlong asked, fawning.

He wanted to sit in the passenger seat, take a few photos, post them on Moments, and show off.

"Sure, just call me next time." Qin Bore said, blinking her beautiful eyes with a sweet smile.

Her dimples when she smiled were truly beautiful—sweet enough to melt hearts.

Lin Yuan, standing aside, felt his heart race and his mind become a little disordered.

This late-night snack lasted over an hour.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they finally got up.

Fei Fanjin wanted to pay the bill, but Qin Bore insisted on paying.

In the end, Qin Bore paid the bill.

"Lin Yuan, I've called a designated driver; let's ride in my car for a while—I'll have the driver take you home." Fei Fanjin said.

She had drunk alcohol and couldn't drive, so she called a designated driver.

"Okay." Lin Yuan nodded, preparing to get into the car with Fei Fanjin.

But Qin Bore suddenly said, "Lin Yuan, ride in my car—I haven't drunk, and it's on my way to take you home."

Huh?

Fei Fanjin's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and she looked suspiciously at Qin Fanruo.

This woman, absolutely beautiful to the bone, is she trying to steal a man from her?

Although she thought it impossible, Fei Fanjin's womanly sixth sense made her feel… that Qin Bore before her gave her a slight sense of being a romantic rival.

Qin Bore stuck out her tongue at Fei Fanjin and explained, "We're on the same route, all in Binjiang CBD; he lives in my rented apartment, and my home is also nearby."

Only then did Fei Fanjin realize—she was actually Lin Yuan's landlord?

At this moment, Lin Yuan also said, "Director Fei, giving me a ride is quite troublesome, and you'd have to make the chauffeur do an extra trip, wasting money. I'll just take Miss Qin's car."

Fei Fanjin could only nod helplessly.

Fei Fanjin felt a bit disappointed and also a bit jealous.

Lin Yuan actually preferred to ride in Qin Bore's car rather than hers.

However, thinking about it, Qin Bore, this top-tier rich beauty, drives a car worth tens of millions, and her looks are equally top-notch.

How could she and Lin Yuan possibly be together?

She looks down on Lin Yuan.

Thinking this, Fei Fanjin shook her head. No more thinking.

Lin Yuan got into Qin Bore's Ferrari LaFerrari.

This sports car worth over thirty million yuan, he was still sitting in it for the first time.

Sitting in the bucket seat, his whole body felt as if he were lying in a race car's cockpit.

The engine started, and Qin Bore's rich-second-generation friends drove their sports cars off with a roar.

Qin Bore also stepped on the accelerator, and the Ferrari LaFerrari roared instantly, shooting out onto the midnight street.

Lin Yuan hastily grabbed the handrail.

By then the speed had already shot up to 150.

Holy shit. Lin Yuan was scared stiff.

This woman's speeding is truly fierce.

Not at all inferior to Zhao Yuyan.

Ahead was an intersection with traffic lights.

Qin Bore wanted to turn; at this moment the speed was 120, she couldn't be bothered to brake, and directly performed a gorgeous drift tail‑swing.

The whole Ferrari slid sideways through the turn.

That move was gorgeous, done in one fluid motion.

Qin Bore's graceful figure sat in the cockpit, her long hair following the drift's trajectory, lightly swaying.

At this moment she looked utterly spirited and heroic.

It's hard to imagine that a sweet‑to‑the‑bone top beauty would drive so aggressively.

This formed a stark contrast with her appearance.

"Miss Qin, please slow down…," Lin Yuan reminded, fearing a collision.

"Don't worry, my driving skills are excellent—I've competed on the same track as Hamilton, F1‑level driving, you can relax," Qin Bore said calmly.

Lin Yuan: "……"

"I thought you usually liked flower arranging, so I assumed your personality was rather quiet…," Lin Yuan said, gripping the handrail tightly.

Qin Bore, while speeding, replied, "I'm the type who likes to play; I'm interested in everything—racing, martial arts, fencing… tennis, I know a bit. By the way, I'm also quite interested in your calligraphy and cooking; let's exchange sometime."

"Er, okay." Lin Yuan nodded.

Qin Bore thought a moment and then said, "Next time I'll bring ingredients to your place, you cook for us. I'll invite my friends to come."

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "Sure, no problem."

The Ferrari sped through the midnight streets; inside the cabin floated her faint fragrance, quite pleasant.

Lin Yuan's heart was somewhat in turmoil.

Ten minutes later, the Ferrari stopped below the Shidai Gongyu Lou.

"We're here," Qin Bore reminded.

"Thank you, Miss Qin, then I'll be going," Lin Yuan said gratefully, then got out.

"Bye‑bye," Qin Bore waved at him, then the Ferrari did a U‑in‑place tail‑swing and roared off.

Lin Yuan watched her taillights fade away, sighed helplessly, and returned to his apartment.

Lin Yuan took a shower, then prepared to go to bed.

But as soon as he lay down on the bed, Qin Bore's image flashed through his mind.

This woman, as if she had a spell, simply lingered in Lin Yuan's heart, impossible to dispel.

Just then, a WeChat message suddenly arrived on Lin Yuan's phone.

He picked it up and looked…

Fei Fanjin: 【Have you gotten home?】

It was a WeChat from Director Fei.

Lin Yuan replied: 【I'm home, already showered, how about you?】

Fei Fanjin replied: 【I just got home too, and I've showered.】

In the WeChat chat, the two fell into silence.

After a long while, Fei Fanjin sent a message: 【Your friends today were interesting; today it was Miss Qin who treated, next time I'll treat.】

Lin Yuan replied in one line: 【Okay.】

Fei Fanjin hesitated a few seconds, then sent another message: 【Lin Yuan, what do you usually like to do at home on weekends?】

When a woman starts asking a man what he does on weekends, that woman is already smitten.

When a woman asks a man what he does on weekends, there's really only one possibility: she wants more dating opportunities with Lin Yuan on weekends.

It's a pity, Lin Yuan didn't see her message.

Unable to resist curiosity, Lin Yuan clicked into Qin Bore's WeChat Moments and was browsing her Moments.

The cover photo of Qin Bore's Moments was a cute cat, like a pet she kept.

Lin Yuan entered her Moments, but discovered that her Moments were set to visible for only three days.

Only visible was a selfie from two days ago of herself trimming flowers, showing the trimmed flowers and her selfie; it was very beautiful, beautiful as a fairy.

It's a pity, it's only visible for three days.

Posts from three days ago cannot be seen at all.

Lin Yuan sighed, preparing to close her Moments.

But just as Lin Yuan was about to close Moments, he suddenly noticed that the three-day-visible posts refreshed, and her Moments became always visible?

Huh?

Lin Yuan was stunned?

What's going on?

He refreshed Qin Bore's Moments again.

Indeed, at this moment the Moments posts have become always visible.

Lin Yuan was surprised; he remembered that Qin Bore's Moments had clearly been set to three-day visibility just moments ago.

Did she open her Moments?

Why did she suddenly open her Moments late at night?

Is she intending to show it to someone? Lin Yuan speculated.

Lin Yuan was browsing her Moments.

He discovered that Qin Bore's Moments were all travel photos.

This wealthy young lady travels abroad dozens of times a year, touring all over the world, her life is extremely colorful. There are also photos of her driving a Ferrari on the racetrack.

Lin Yuan was stunned?

She really has gone to the racetrack.

Her Moments are all about eating, drinking and having fun, with no posts about her work or her family.

She loves sports, also loves racing, and loves traveling.

These are all money-burning hobbies.

Ordinary people can't afford these hobbies at all.

The more Lin Yuan looked at her Moments, the more he felt the gap between him and Qin Bore was too great.

Lin Yuan browsed for over half an hour and still hadn't finished; he was full of curiosity about this woman and really wanted to know her.

This woman is too mysterious, unfathomable, as if she had a deadly attraction that was drawing Lin Yuan in.

And just as Lin Yuan was browsing Qin Bore's Moments.

Suddenly, Qin Bore sent a WeChat message.

When a WeChat message arrives on the phone, it pops up a window displaying the content.

Lin Yuan saw it was a message from Qin Bore and glanced at it.

Upon seeing Qin Bore's message, his heart jumped!

Qin Bore: 【Are you browsing my Moments?】

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