London.
The sun brightly shone on the Cambridge University campus. Several teenage girls were walking and laughing as they carried their books. Amongst the foreign faces that stood out, a Chinese face was especially eminent.
She had a very intricate face with fine brows, brown eyes, a tall nose, a small mouth, and pale skin. While she was 168 cm tall, she was, however, slender and had well-defined curves. Her long hair gently blew in the wind. She, in her red dress, was carrying books in her hand and seemed elegant despite her nerdy temperament.
She was happily chatting with a few British girls that surrounded her.
“Xu Xing, your birthday’s the day after tomorrow. How would you plan to spend it?” A blonde-haired brown-eyed girl asked.
Xu Xing’s red dress fluttered beautifully as she gently blushed. “Somebody will be celebrating my birthday with me.”
The bashfulness in her eyes had the teenage girls around her crowd her curiously and asked her in a gossiping manner whether she was attached. Their relentless questioning sent Xu Xing slightly blushing to the point she had to cover her face with the books and said, “He’s not my boyfriend.”
“Nonsense! How could you be so happy if he isn’t your boyfriend?”
“Is he the Ye Ningyuan you once mentioned?”
…
Their chatter left Xu Xing blushing even more. Following British royalty, these few girls were the next closest to Xu Xing as they grew up with her. They were very close with each other and talked about everything. The few of them continually pestered Xu Xing to tell them who the secret person was that would be celebrating her birthday with her.
Xu Xing remained tight-lipped.
The girls pestered each other for a moment before they headed for the school gate.
Just as they reached the school gate, a silver sports car suddenly rushed toward them. The teenage girls were so shocked that they shrieked as the silver car made a high-difficulty turn and suddenly stopped. A svelte man in white casual wear who seemed to be in his early twenties came out of the car. Xu Xing’s eyes lit up and she slightly blushed as she ran over excitedly.
“Ningyuan!”
Ye Ningyuan, elegantly taking off his glasses, showed his pale and good-looking face. His features were even more delicate than Xu Xing’s. It was as though they were a drawing coming alive. His imperceptibly dark eyes, gentle smile, and slightly lifted corners of his eyes had a few hints of naughtiness and gorgeousness, yet gentle. He was elegant yet overbearing. While his smile seemed harmless, it was determined and resolute.
Simply put, he was gentleness, gorgeousness, and elegance all in one.
Xu Xing excitedly leaped into his embrace and asked, “What brings you back so much earlier? Weren’t you supposed to return the day after tomorrow?”
Ye Ningyuan gently pushed away Xu Xing and smiled. “Well, I was ordered to return to celebrate your birthday.”
Xu Xing’s eyes were slightly saddened, but she quickly broke into a smile. “My birthday is the day after tomorrow. Could you accompany me for two days, until my birthday?”
“Sure!”
The sadness on her face disappeared so quickly almost nobody could perceive it. But Ye Ningyuan was not just anybody who would allow it to slip. He did not call her out on it and simply turned to look at the school gate to let Xu Xing bid farewell to her friends. When Xu Xing saw Ye Ningyuan look at the school gate, she asked him in puzzlement, “Ningyuan, what are you looking at? It’s time to go.”
Ye Ningyuan nodded. Just as he opened the car door and was about to get into the car, he heard a calm voice call out. “Ophelia…”
When he turned to look, his happy eyes became solemn, and his grip on the steering wheel became tighter. A girl in red high heels wore a short fire-red dress with what seemed like a white belt. While others saw a white belt, he saw a whip. She also had fluffy hair, pale skin, and delicate features that clearly identify her as a person of mixed heritage. Her immense beauty, especially her cold gaze, made her seem like still water that emanated a domineering streak that even men could not overlook. If Xu Xing were a pure lily, she was a cold snow plum.
“Elder brother!” An Xunuo called out. When she was about to get onto Harry’s chopper, she felt somebody looking at her. When she turned around, she saw Xu Xing and Ye Ningyuan. As Xu Xing’s mother was her godmother, she knew Xu Xing and could be taken to having grown up with Xu Xing. Xu Xing, however, disliked her. An Xunuo’s gaze landed on Ye Ningyuan and quickly shifted away before getting into Harry’s chopper.
Ye Ningyuan’s gaze became darker as he broke into a cold and seeming smile. His uneasiness grew as he looked at Xu Xing.
“Ningyuan?”
“I’ll send you home.” Ye Ningyuan elegantly smiled to wipe away the coldness on his face and sent Xu Xing home.
An Xunuo and Harry’s chopper was just ahead of them, and there were few vehicles on the broad boulevard. Deep darkness flashed across Ye Ningyuan’s eyes, and he floored the throttle to catch up with Harry and An Xunuo.
When the silver sports car passed by An Xunuo and Harry, he whistled before flooring the accelerator and overtaking them. Anger flashed across Harry’s eyes. Damn it! Which rich man’s son was provoking him?
He’d teach him a lesson!
Harry suddenly sped up before overtaking Ye Ningyuan and throwing Ye Ningyuan a provocative gaze. Ye Ningyuan broke into a gentle smile and maxed out his car’s speed. Xu Xing, whose face was pale from shock, held the handlebar tightly and said, “Ningyuan, drive slower.”
Ye Ningyuan, who seemed to not have heard her, left Harry and An Xunuo behind by some distance that was so perfect that he could still see them from the rearview mirrors.
They took turns to catch up with each other, but Ye Ningyuan was often able to leave them in the dust.
An Xunuo’s gaze became cold. “Elder brother, my turn.”
Harry stopped and moved behind to let An Xunuo take the driver’s seat. An Xunuo floored the throttle and the chopper caught up with Ye Ningyuan as though it were lightning. When Ye Ningyuan saw An Xunuo driving the chopper, exhilaration blinked across his eyes. He coldly harrumphed and suddenly accelerated the car. Xu Xing was shrieking, but he was unfazed. Instead, he blatantly raced the chopper down the road, disregarding the traffic rules. An Xunuo’s control of the chopper that had reached a pinnacle allowed her to weave through the traffic like lightning. Ye Ningyuan, who was no slouch either, competed with her on the road, focusing on sprinting at max speed.
As they entered another boulevard, the two of them were abreast of each other and they were so fast to the point the scenery around them became blurred. An Xunuo, however, coldly looked at Ye Ningyuan before suddenly pulling left toward a three-forked road, whereas Ye Ningyuan turned right.
