"Aren't you going to help look?" Jiang Ziyu glanced at him, asking casually.
Di Mingjue's gaze swept over her, and the corners of his lips curved upwards. "Do you want me to?"
Of course not!
Jiang Ziyu was extremely selfish when it came to emotions; she couldn't bear to share them with anyone else.
Her fingers were grasped, and Di Mingjue pulled her closer. "Hm?"
His upward inflection carried a hint of languor, and a touch of ambiguity. He pressed his fingertips firmly against hers, as if punishing her lack of focus.
"Whatever. There's nothing you can do that I can prevent," Jiang Ziyu freed herself, responding to his question with an air of solemnity.
The moment she took a step back, Di Mingjue pulled her back into his embrace. This time, his arms wrapped around her waist, completely enclosing her within his arms. "You can decide. I'll listen to whatever you say."
*Thump-thump.*
The sound of her heartbeat echoed in her ears.
Jiang Ziyu listened to his heartfelt confession, gazing at his gentle and sincere face.
*Bang!*
Qianqian, still at the dining table, accidentally knocked over a cup. The sound interrupted the burgeoning intimacy between them.
Qianqian covered her eyes, peeking at them through her fingers with bashfulness.
"Hurry and let me go, Qianqian is watching!" Jiang Ziyu urged him anxiously.
Di Mingjue not only didn't release her but held her tighter, even planting a kiss on her cheek. "Qianqian is happy that we're like this."
Indeed, even though the lower half of her face was covered, it was clear from her expression that she was very happy.
"That's still not okay!" Jiang Ziyu forcefully pried his arms open and retreated several steps.
Di Mingjue stopped teasing her and asked her to join them for breakfast in the dining room.
As the three of them sat around the dining table, their harmonious scene made Jiang Ziyu want to tell him about Xiao Ran and Yu Ze. However, her rationality prevailed over her momentary impulse.
...
The car's speed kept increasing. Under the driver's command, the speed was pushed to its maximum. The wheels spun rapidly, and the car seemed to sprout wings, racing furiously down the road.
"Why aren't you answering the phone!" Di Jianhan held his phone, repeatedly dialing Lu Sisi's number.
Lu Sisi's hometown was a mountain village far from the capital. It took five to six hours to drive there, and the road conditions worsened as they approached the village.
"Why is it so slow!"
With the calls unanswered, Di Jianhan took his anger out on the driver ahead.
The driver was also helpless. There were speed limits on the road. He was already exceeding the limit, and any further acceleration would make the car smoke.
"Sir, we cannot accelerate further," the driver said.
In Di Jianhan's mind, there was nothing that couldn't be done. He ignored the advice and said, "Accelerate!"
Having taken the money, the driver had to obey the orders.
His foot pressed down, the accelerator was floored, and the car shot forward.
More vehicles suddenly appeared ahead. The driver wanted to brake and swerve, but the excessive speed made it impossible to slow down, so he had to weave through the gaps.
Di Jianhan, in the back seat, was thrown from side to side. The bumpy ride caused his phone to fall into the gap between the seats.
Bending over, he carefully fumbled with his fingers beneath the seat.
The phone was stuck in the crevice, and no matter how he searched with his fingernails, it was difficult to retrieve.
"Careful!"
Having finally retrieved his phone, Di Jianhan saw a large truck approaching. The wide front of the truck loomed closer, and it seemed the two vehicles were about to collide.
The driver quickly turned the steering wheel to the side, and at a distance of only a few centimeters, they narrowly avoided a head-on collision.