President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 145 I Love You

The corner of Su Yaoyang's mouth raised a playful smile, and he ordered the driver, "Follow the car in front..."

As the night darkened, Chang Yihuan's eyes began to blur. She was a little nervous. She kept holding her right hand with her left hand and squeezed it hard. The thin white flesh was faintly purple.

A pair of slender hands stretched out and held her hand, "Yihuan, don't be nervous, I just want to have dinner with you, catch up with you, like an old friend who hasn't seen you for many years."

like an old friend...

I still remember how he helped her like that five years ago.

"Yes, like an old friend." Chang Yihuan murmured.

These words are not only for Su Yaohui, but also for herself.

"Mr. Su, there is a car following us..." The driver sitting in the front row stared at the rearview mirror and reported to Su Yaohui.

Chang Yihuan raised his eyes, the familiar silver-gray Aston Martin was the only one in Fengcheng, who else could it be?

It's just that chasing Su Yaohui's car is not his style.

That man is a born king, for him, everyone can only look up and worship him.

Chang Yihuan was surprised, the twilight had not yet covered the whole city, her eyes were blurred, but she was very familiar with the white-thorned license plate number.

That person, as if afraid that the whole world would forget his birthday, used his birthday arrogantly for everything that could be put on the table.

Su Yaohui smiled, glanced at Chang Yihuan beside her, put his hand on her shoulder, and winked at the driver, "It's okay, just ignore him, speed up, and throw him away."

The driver slammed on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like a puff of smoke, driving on the empty road like the wind.

Su Yaoyang naturally saw the car in front speeding up, and calmly ordered the driver, "Follow!"

Fortunately, this is a high-end villa area, there are not many cars in the first place, and the rush hour for commuting has passed, so the road looks more and more empty.

Su Yaohui's car moved forward like lightning, and Su Yaoyang's car followed closely behind, not to be outdone.

The two chase each other, insisting on a result.

Sitting in the car, Chang Yihuan couldn't stand such a high-speed running, and his entire stomach was almost thrown out.

Chang Yihuan only felt dizzy, and the speed of the car made her dizzy.

She was too scared to open her eyes, and she lay down by the window, vomiting from time to time.

She didn't eat anything, she had nothing to vomit, she just covered her mouth and retched.

Seeing that Su Yaoyang's car was about to catch up, Su Yaohui ordered the driver to continue to speed up. The driver ignored Chang Yihuan's eyes asking for help and continued to step on the accelerator.

Chang Yihuan felt as if her entire lungs and stomach were about to fly out, she opened her mouth wide and breathed in desperately.

Seeing that she was really vomiting, the driver pressed the button and opened some windows for her.

Before Chang Yihuan could say his thanks, he vomited again.

She lay by the window, vomited and vomited non-stop, and the acid water flew all the way to Su Yaoyang's front windshield.

"Driver, slow down, don't chase anymore." Su Yaohui ordered in a deep voice.

The driver was puzzled, but he did it anyway.

He could see the vomit falling on the front windshield clearly. An untrained person like Chang Yihuan couldn't stand such a high speed. The reason why she vomited was because the speed of the car was too fast.

Although he also wanted to compete with Su Yaohui, but now is not the time.

As long as he is still chasing Su Yaohui's car, Su Yaohui will keep accelerating, and the injured person must be Chang Yihuan, not someone else.

That victory or defeat is nothing, it is not as good as her Chang Yihuan's.

As long as he stopped chasing Su Yaoyang, he would no longer speed up, and Chang Yihuan would no longer feel uncomfortable.

Su Yaoyang's car didn't chase any further, he asked the driver to get off the viaduct on the ramp, and the race that didn't need to go on was meaningless to him.

All he wanted was for her to be well.

Naturally, Su Yaohui could see that Su Yaoyang's car was missing, and he smiled slightly towards the empty field in the rearview mirror, "Su Yaoyang, you godlike person finally lost..."

Su Yaohui was in a good mood. He glanced at Chang Yihuan who was lying on the side of the car window breathing with his mouth wide open, and he patted her on the shoulder.

"Yihuan, are you okay?"

Chang Yihuan's face was as white as paper, and the dim lights in the carriage reflected her face, making her look like a realistic female ghost staged.

"I...it's fine..." Chang Yihuan replied, wanting to vomit again.

It was too late to turn around, all the stomach acid vomited on Su Yaohui's body.

The expensive clothes were also stained with vomit.

Chang Yihuan panicked even more, trying to wipe Su Yaohui clean, but spit on Su Yaohui again.

"sorry…"

Chang Yihuan apologized.

Su Yaohui's driver stopped in a hurry to clean up for the boss, while Chang Yihuan stood by the side of the road, vomiting non-stop.

The luxurious sports car was full of stomach acid she vomited out, exuding a strange stench, Chang Yihuan hated herself very much, how could she vomit in such an expensive sports car?

"I'm sorry..." Chang Yihuan finally vomited everything, and managed to stand firm in front of Su Yaohui.

Su Yaohui looked at her, "Yihuan, you don't need to say sorry to me, remember, you always have the right not to say those three words in front of me..."

He pinched her cheek pamperingly, and a stream of warmth poured into Chang Yihuan's body from his slender fingertips.

Chang Yihuan is not used to such intimate contact between friends, she lowered her head, blushing, "But... I'm really sorry for messing up your car."

Chang Yihuan apologized cautiously. After all, no one wants to face someone else's car being dirty.

"If you really feel sorry for me, then come and have dinner with me."

Chang Yihuan raised her head, the smile in Su Yaohui's eyes overwhelmed her, she felt as if she had returned to the age of seventeen or eighteen.

I blush when I see a strange man.

"What? Don't you want to?" Su Yaohui frowned, his eyes fixed on Chang Yihuan's.

There seemed to be something wrong with her eyes. During the long time of staring at each other, her eyes never met his. What's more, he couldn't see her blinking.

Su Yaohui stretched out his hand hesitantly, and shook it in front of Chang Yihuan's eyes, only to realize that her eyes were not moving at all.

Su Yaohui knew it clearly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Uh...no..." Chang Yihuan couldn't say a word of rejection.

Su Yaohui took her hand, "Then let's go."

The luxury private sports car started again, but its speed was much slower than before.

And the eyes of Su Yaohui who was sitting next to Chang Yihuan also brightened a lot, he stared at Chang Yihuan with his eyes closed and rested without blinking, no one knew what he was thinking.

Twilight is beautiful.

(End of this chapter)