Chapter 1431: In the Critical Moment, Your Life Is More Important

"Why are you so slow? Don't tell me you have to put on makeup and dress up just to go out?" Gu Yuxin began to nitpick.

"Stop looking for trouble, or you can go yourself; I'm not going." Zichen pretended to walk back.

Gu Yuxin didn't stop him, silently counting in her heart: "One, two, three..."

She counted to three, and he turned back: "I'll give you a chance to apologize to me, and I'll forgive you."

"Pfft! You want me to apologize? Keep dreaming. If you aren't going, forget it, I'll go with someone else."

Because the hot and sour rice noodles were so popular, Gao Feng had to reserve a number when he went, otherwise he would have to wait in a very long line; it wasn't something you could just eat whenever you wanted.

"Fine, I forgive you!"

Zichen followed along.

The two bickered as they walked, making the journey quite lively.

At the entrance of the Normal University.

Beside a flashy red Ferrari sports car stood a rich second-generation heir, who kept lifting his wrist to check the time, his face full of impatience.

This chick was already half an hour late.

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't even bother.

The key was that he hadn't gotten his hands on her yet, and she looked different from the girls who went out to play often, which was why he valued her and had the patience to wait a while longer.

After waiting another ten minutes, Lu Feifei finally arrived fashionably late.

Today she was wearing a camel-colored thin wool coat, a white base skirt, white cloth Spring Shoes, her long hair tied in a casual ponytail behind her head, and she had come out with a bare face.

No makeup, and she still made him wait this long?

The rich heir wasn't angry; instead, he felt his eyes light up.

He was used to girls with heavy makeup, so he found this bare-faced look rare.

"Young lady, you finally arrived; I've waited until the flowers have withered."

The rich heir picked up a large bouquet of perfume lilies from the car seat and handed them over: "A gift for you, do you like them?"

"They're okay."

Lu Feifei glanced at them haughtily, took them casually, tossed them onto the car seat, and stared straight ahead.

The rich heir: "It's too early to go to a bar at this hour, why don't we go eat first? I've booked a table at the Hilton Hotel..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he realized Lu Feifei wasn't listening at all; her eyes remained fixed ahead, her fingernails digging deep into the flesh of her palms.

He followed her gaze and understood; a man and a woman were walking ahead talking about something, and her eyes looked as if she wanted to gouge holes in the woman's face.

"Is that your ex-boyfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Do you want to go over and make him jealous? I'll help you."

Lu Feifei looked at him; the rich heir was full of confidence in himself.

True, he wasn't bad-looking, and his old man had money, but compared to Sheng Zichen... he couldn't compare in any way.

This rich heir had been introduced by a classmate, who said that since she didn't have a boyfriend anyway, she might as well meet more people.

The one from the sports academy before had been okay with sending flowers and snacks, but he suddenly stopped sending them and stopped showing up; she didn't know the reason, but there were thousands of backup options, so if one didn't work, she'd just swap.

Xiao Qian had said it often, so Lu Feifei felt it made sense.

So she met this rich heir; she didn't like his slacker attitude, but she didn't refuse him either.

The rich heir had been captivated the moment he saw her and had asked her out several times, but she had pushed them off saying she didn't have time, mainly because it was too late and it wasn't safe for a girl to be out late at night.

Today, in order to get her out, the rich heir had specifically gotten up early, so she agreed, but she hadn't expected to see Sheng Zichen and that woman again!

When the rich heir said he would help her, she said without hesitation: "Help me? How? I don't need to make him jealous, I want you to hit that woman to death, do you dare?"

"I dare! But how will you thank me?"

The man's eyes scanned her body unscrupulously, and his hands weren't behaving either, so she hardened her heart: "Anything you want is fine."

"Sister, are you kidding me? Killing someone with a car is against the law; do you think I don't know the law?"

Just when she thought her scheme to kill with a borrowed knife was about to succeed, the man in front of her changed his mind.

"If you don't dare, forget it, coward."

Lu Feifei turned to leave, and the rich heir was provoked.

"Come back, who are you calling a coward?"

She stopped and looked back: "Don't push yourself, after all, this is against the law, and you know the law!"

"Hey, don't try to provoke me; reverse psychology doesn't work on me. Fine, I'll do it for you."

The rich heir said this and jumped into the car, not forgetting to drag Lu Feifei in as well, then stepped on the gas and charged toward Gu Yuxin.

If he could get away, that would be best.

If he couldn't get away, he could push the responsibility onto the chick beside him.

Sheng Zichen went to the convenience store nearby to buy iced yogurt, and Gu Yuxin stood by the roadside waiting for him.

By the time she realized a red sports car was racing toward her, it was too late to run.

The car mounted the sidewalk and headed straight for Gu Yuxin... the screams of passersby were constant!

Zichen came out of the convenience store and happened to see this scene; he threw away the yogurt, took two quick steps, and lunged—pushing Gu Yuxin out of the way!

When he came out of the convenience store, Lu Feifei had sharp eyes and saw him.

"Brake, hurry up and brake!"

"Screech—"

The brake pads made a harsh noise, but the car was truly high-quality; when slammed on in an emergency, it stopped right where it was.

When the car stopped, the front bumper was less than a fist's distance away from Sheng Zichen.

"Whoosh—"

The rich second-generation kid's reaction was truly fast; after braking, he made a turn, the car drifted one hundred and eighty degrees, and he turned around and fled.

All of this happened in an instant; the passersby didn't even see the license plate clearly.

The first thing Gu Yuxin did after climbing up was to check on Zichen's injuries: "Zichen, Sheng Zichen, are you alright? Say something, don't scare me..."

She spoke with a sobbing tone, tears falling down continuously.

Sheng Zichen didn't move at all, not responding no matter how she called him.

"Call 120, I hope he didn't hit his head."

Right!

Gu Yuxin had been so panicked she lost her wits, and only after being reminded did she remember to call for an ambulance.

Her hands were trembling; even though her phone was right in her pocket, she had to reach for it twice to get it out, but before she could dial, a hand held hers down: "No need to call 120, I'm fine."

"Zichen, don't mess around..."

Zichen!

She looked back and saw Sheng Zichen lying on the ground perfectly fine, his smiling eyes filled with playfulness.

"You're fine? Sheng Zichen, you bastard, if you were fine, why didn't you get up earlier? You scared me to death, do you know I was about to be scared to death by you..."

That Sheng Zichen was fine was a joyous occasion; Gu Yuxin wept with joy, wailing loudly.

Her fists rained down on his shoulders like raindrops.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"So painful!"

The two of them cried out in pain in unison, both using their left hands to cover their right wrists.

After Gu Yuxin had been pushed away earlier, she fell to the ground and injured her right wrist.

As luck would have it, Sheng Zichen had also landed on his right wrist after falling.

Among the onlookers, a kind person helped call 120, and they arrived quite quickly; upon discovering the wrist injuries, they went to get them checked out.

Hospital.

Gu Yuxin acted out of character; she made Zichen wait on a bench, while she ran around for the small tasks like check-ups and getting the results.

Usually, he was always being bullied by her, and now that it had suddenly reversed, Zichen wasn't quite used to it.