"Injured?" Wen Tingxue turned to look at Yu Wenli.
"It's... Shang Ziqian?" she guessed.
Yu Wenli shook his head, "No, it's A Rui who had an accident during a race."
Chi Zerui had been playing with cars with Chi Ye since he was four or five years old.
That day, there happened to be a karting race.
It wasn't very formal, just a casual race among wealthy heirs.
Precisely because it wasn't formal.
Mu Chen called him and Jiahe to go together.
Chi Zerui was young at the time, the youngest among those rich second-generation heirs.
Yu Wenli was afraid he would be bullied, so he came along.
As it turned out, something did happen that day.
Perhaps seeing that Chi Ye was not present, those rich second-generation heirs took advantage of the situation and targeted Chi Zerui.
Chi Zerui also had a temper, and he retaliated against them in the same way they targeted him.
Soon, the two sides clashed, neither willing to back down.
Chi Zerui won first place on the track, and they naturally wouldn't let Chi Zerui have an easy time off the track.
Those people brought bodyguards, and they came aggressively.
They, along with Chi Zerui's bodyguards, barely won.
But it was a messy victory.
The car was smashed into scrap metal, and the four of them had no choice but to walk home.
Passing by the Song family's house, Chi Zerui was so thirsty he couldn't bear it and wanted to ask for a drink of water.
Unexpectedly, their destiny was thus forged.
That day, Aunt Qin, seeing their injured state, took pity on them and specially cooked many dishes.
Yu Wenli, being a picky eater, found the food to his liking and persuaded them to continue running their shop.
Then he brought up the matter of them being cheated.
Yu Wenli and Chi Zerui immediately found someone to handle the issue.
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiuxiu and Chi Ye both stepped in to help.
As the saying goes, many hands make light work. The two of them had wide connections, and within a few moves, they resolved the shop's matters.
...
"Chi Zerui can race cars?"
Wen Tingxue truly hadn't expected this.
She had always thought of him as just a playboy.
Song Jiamiao quickly said, "Sister-in-law, don't underestimate A Rui. He's the king of racers in our Jiangcheng!
"He won the national karting championship for the youth group at the age of twelve and even competed abroad last year.
"Although he didn't win first place, achieving second place in a competition with so many formidable players is already incredible!"
Song Jiamiao was clearly a fanboy.
Wen Tingxue's mouth gaped in astonishment.
Although she didn't understand, she sensed it was very impressive.
As they were talking, Chi Zerui's video call popped up.
Song Jiamiao immediately answered it, pulling Wen Tingxue along to watch as proof.
On the screen, the young man wore a white vest and sat casually on gym equipment, his entire body drenched in sweat.
His usually frivolous face was now covered in sweat, dripping down his chin. The aura of his masculinity could be felt even through the screen.
"When is the food coming?"
Chi Zerui panted slightly, not looking at the screen, as if listening to someone.
His gaze was firm and powerful, a look Wen Tingxue had never seen before.
Song Jiamiao thought for a moment, "In half an hour."
"Okay."
Presumably, the other person had left, and Chi Zerui turned to look at the screen.
The moment his eyes landed on Wen Tingxue, he seemed to falter slightly.
Even his mood, which had been gloomy all day, inexplicably improved.
However, he didn't pay it much mind. After a simple nod, he turned to speak to Song Jiamiao.
Wen Tingxue consciously withdrew from the camera's view and quietly ate her meal.
Everything was fine initially.
People were on their phones, eating, serving themselves, and drinking.
Then!
A jarring, off-key singing suddenly rang out—
"I like your smiling eyes! Even sunsets look like lip prints! I like following you like this, wherever you take me~"
"..."
The moment the voice sounded, everyone at the table simultaneously stopped what they were doing.
Even Chi Zerui on the screen froze.
It wasn't until the eerie, unspeakable singing ended that everyone belatedly remembered that the voice... sounded familiar.
It seemed like...
Before anyone could look, Wen Tingxue had already covered her face and buried it in the table.
She wished everyone couldn't see her.
Ahhh! Yu Wenli is truly a dog!
How could she have believed his nonsense?!
He said he would sing a simple song, but he didn't say he would change her song into her phone's ringtone!!!
How would she ever face anyone after this!
Even though everyone was quite familiar, but but but...
Aiya~!
Wen Tingxue was so embarrassed she wanted to pounce on him and bite him. This guy's schemes were too deep!!
If she ever trusted his kindness again, she'd be the biggest fool in the world!
"Ahem."
Yu Wenli, with lightning speed, activated do not disturb mode, his voice calmly saying, "Actually, you sing quite well."
It was, in a way... creating a new rhythm.
Wen Tingxue, unable to stand it any longer, raised her head and glared at him. Her flushed cheeks were completely unthreatening, instead making her look even more alluring.
Song Jiamiao's camera tilted slightly, and Chi Zerui happened to see this scene. His heart tightened slightly.
His mouth, out of his control, offered words of comfort, "Yes, I think it's... quite cute."
Although it wasn't in tune, it was genuinely sung with a charming interest.
It had a kind of youthful cuteness.
Song Jiamiao chimed in, "Yeah, Sister-in-law sings so sweetly."
It's just that the pitch isn't quite right.
Aunt Qin and Uncle Song also offered words of comfort.
The more the young girl heard, the more uncomfortable she felt. With a strained smile, she got up and walked outside.
Yu Wenli's brows furrowed, and he quickly followed her out.