PFC Chapter 242 Okay, close your eyes.
Chapter 242 Okay, close your eyes.
Chen Youen glanced at Shen Feiwan, whose eyes were still tightly closed, through the rearview mirror, and her brows furrowed deeply.
She gripped the steering wheel tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to turn around and leave.
Since we can't afford to offend him, we should avoid this plague.
But just as she sat up straight and prepared to turn the steering wheel, she caught a glimpse of a tall, slender figure in front of the car out of the corner of her eye.
Lin Xiaoyan appeared out of nowhere, silently blocking their path.
Chen Youen gasped, speechless. This person was like a ghost; she had only glanced back at Shen Feiwan when he was already right in front of the car.
Lin Xiaoyan walked straight to Shen Feiwan's side, his well-defined fingers lightly tapping on the car window.
Shen Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes. When she turned her head to follow the sound, she still looked a little sleepy and confused.
But the moment she saw the figure outside the window, the drowsiness in her eyes was immediately replaced by disgust, and her brows furrowed tightly.
"Should I just run him over with my car?" Chen Youen said through gritted teeth, her voice low, her fingers tapping a frustrated rhythm on the steering wheel.
Shen Feiwan's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and she chuckled at her friend's words, "You really are my best friend. But since you care about me so much, I can't let you down."
She paused, then added, "If I were driving today, I would have crashed right into it. You should go inside first; you know the door code."
Chen Youen knew the two were going to talk, so she reluctantly unbuckled her seatbelt, but couldn't help turning back to remind him, "I'll be watching from the window. If he dares to bully you, just yell."
"How could that be?" Shen Feiwan chuckled. "Don't you know me? If anyone bullies me, I'll only retaliate. What's with all the yelling? It's beneath me."
“Alright then,” Chen Youen nodded, opened the car door, and got out.
Seeing her leave, Lin Xiaoyan went around to the other side, deftly opened the car door, and sat down next to Shen Feiwan.
“Wanwan,” his gaze lingered on Shen Feiwan’s pale face, his brows furrowing slightly, “Why did you make yourself look so disheveled? Your complexion is terrible.”
Shen Feiwan didn't even lift her eyelids. "I don't want to waste time on you. Get straight to the point."
"Didn't you know I've been waiting for you?" Lin Xiaoyan leaned closer, the distance between them instantly shrinking. "But you haven't contacted me even once in the past two weeks. The person who reported the teacher is named Chai Ming."
"Stop pretending to be a good person in front of me." Shen Feiwan turned her head sharply, meeting his gaze an inch closer, interrupting him, "Do you think I don't know who Chai Ming is? I haven't even entered the house yet, and you're already blocking my way. You should know exactly what I've been doing these past few days, right?"
She sneered, "You're bringing me this useless information to tell me how disgusting you are? Well, let me tell you, you've succeeded."
Lin Xiaoyan frowned even more deeply. "I found out about this person before you did."
His voice deepened, "Wanwan, I'm just waiting for you to come to me. If you're willing to come to me, you won't have to go through all these detours, you won't have to find someone to set up that ridiculous scheme for Chai Ming, otherwise you'll just get yourself into trouble, you know that?"
Shen Feiwan raised her hand impatiently, her fingertips almost poking his chest. "Stop talking nonsense. If you're so capable, tell me something I don't know."
“Okay,” Lin Xiaoyan grabbed her wrist, which was dangling in the air, “then you have to promise to marry me.”
"Heh, what good would marrying you do?" Shen Feiwan chuckled, using the momentum to move closer, her red lips almost touching his earlobe. "Can't we still get a divorce?"
“Yes,” Lin Xiaoyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice hoarse, “So what? That’s why you won’t marry me.”
Shen Feiwan narrowed her eyes and suddenly grabbed his chin with her other hand. "Lin Xiaoyan, show some sincerity."
“Xu Bai is a talented young man,” Lin Xiaoyan said, letting her restrain him, a dark glint flashing in his eyes, “He’s blocking other people’s way.”
"Who?" Shen Feiwan tightened her grip.
Lin Xiaoyan suddenly turned his head, his thin lips brushing against her fingertips, "Wanwan, it's been a very, very long time since you kissed me."
He looked at Shen Feiwan, his breath hot, "Kiss me and I'll tell you."
"Kiss you?" Shen Feiwan pushed him away abruptly, a mocking smile curving her red lips. "Heh..."
“Wanwan,” Lin Xiaoyan stared at the mocking look on Shen Feiwan’s face, his brows suddenly furrowing, “Don’t smile at me like that, I don’t like it.”
Shen Feiwan's smile deepened upon hearing this. "What? Have you realized you're a joke?"
Lin Xiaoyan's face instantly darkened. He stared intently at Shen Feiwan. "This matter is clearly very simple. Is your family less important than a kiss?"
"Ha!" Shen Feiwan suddenly laughed, "Now you've switched to PUA?"
She parted her red lips slightly, "Okay, then close your eyes."
Lin Xiaoyan didn't budge. "Close your eyes and then you just use two fingers to fool me? Wanwan, look at me properly..."
His Adam's apple bobbed. "You won't regret following me."
Shen Feiwan found it truly laughable. "Ever since my family members got into trouble, all you've done is threaten them."
At this point, her eyes suddenly sharpened, "If I can find Chai Ming, I can find the person who harmed my brother."
"I'm afraid of getting you dirty," Shen Feiwan said, emphasizing each word.
She turned to pull the car door open, and the lock made a soft "click".
Lin Xiaoyan suddenly grabbed her shoulder, stopping her from getting out of the car.
Shen Feiwan didn't even flinch as she calmly took a small bottle out of her bag.
"Sizzle..." The white mist exploded just inches away. She looked at Lin Xiaoyan's eyes, which instantly reddened, and slowly put the item back. "Pepper spray. You can tell the doctor that when you go to the hospital, so they don't have to ask you a question. You're welcome."
Lin Xiaoyan gritted her teeth and covered her stinging eyes, squeezing out her voice through clenched teeth, "Wanwan, I don't blame you."
"Heh," Shen Feiwan let out a cold laugh, "Even green tea isn't as good as you."
She strode away and quickly returned to the house.
As soon as she entered, Chen Youen quickly came up to her and took her hand, "How did it go? What did you talk about?"
Chen Youen's voice was filled with worry, and she considerately took her bag with her other hand. "Did you get any useful information?"
As she spoke, Chen Youen pulled Shen Feiwan to sit on the sofa.
Shen Feiwan had just sat down when she heard the sound of a car starting outside—Lin Xiaoyan had left.
She leaned back on the sofa and recounted her conversation with Lin Xiaoyan in the car to Chen Youen in detail.
After listening, Chen Youen sat up straight. Her gaze swept over Shen Feiwan's face, and she suddenly said seriously, "But Wanwan, it's really too much trouble for us to investigate on our own. We investigated Chai Ming for seven days and seven nights and almost died from exhaustion."