The central building of Zhu Yuan’s racing club stood three stories tall, built alongside the racetrack itself.
Designed in a Baroque architectural style, the exterior looked grand and imposing.
The irregular curved walls were filled with artistic flair.
Situated atop Huai Mountain and backed by a primitive forest, the place carried an added sense of mystery and luxury.
The entertainment area was located on the top floor.
As night fell, rain began drifting down from the sky.
A transparent canopy extended over the rooftop terrace.
The raindrops landing on the roof made no sound, yet under the glow of the lights, they resembled falling stars.
Shen Nanyue leaned against the sofa, one ear listening to Zhu Yuan’s nonstop chatter while the other absorbed the surrounding noise and laughter.
Tilting her head slightly upward, she gazed at the “stars” on the ceiling, her expression calm and quiet.
“Shen Nanyue.”
A sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.
She turned her head to look and saw Meng Zhishuo, who had supposedly fled the club in humiliation earlier, had somehow returned.
Standing nearby, he stared at Shen Nanyue with a complicated expression.
Zhu Yuan frowned and shot him a glare. “Didn’t you run away with your tail tucked between your legs? Why are you back? Want to call me ‘Dad’ one more time?”
Meng Zhishuo clicked his tongue and glared back at her. “Are you done yet? Stop acting so smug!”
“I won—why shouldn’t I be smug? Quit the nonsense. What are you back for?”
Meng Zhishuo’s gaze lingered on Shen Nanyue for two seconds before he suddenly slid into the seat opposite her.
Stretching his neck forward, he asked eagerly,
“I want to know where you learned your racing skills. You’re even better than Lao Jiu from the racing world. How about joining my racing team and having some fun with us?”
Shen Nanyue pursed her lips as she looked at him, her beautiful eyes filled with speechless disbelief.
Beside her, Zhu Yuan slammed her wine glass down hard and glared at Meng Zhishuo.
“You’re poaching talent right in front of me? Meng Zhishuo, do you have no shame?”
“Your club only gets lively during annual races anyway. Hiding away a racing god like this is a complete waste of talent. There’s no future for someone like her staying here!”
Meng Zhishuo cast Zhu Yuan a contemptuous glance before turning back to Shen Nanyue.
“Master, my racing team is seriously good. We’ve been established for five years and won championships big and small in international competitions. We’re recognized worldwide. If you join us, fame and money will come pouring in!”
Shen Nanyue lounged lazily on the sofa, not even bothering to give him a proper look.
“Do I look like I lack money or fame?”
As the only daughter of the Shen family, money was naturally the last thing she lacked.
As for fame…
Well, she was infamous enough already.
Meng Zhishuo awkwardly cleared his throat.
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart for the sake of recruiting her, he continued,
“Then name your conditions. As long as you join my team, I’ll agree to anything!”
“Not interested.”
Shen Nanyue rejected him instantly without even a second of consideration.
When she lifted her eyes to look at him, a sharp coldness reflected in her pupils, carrying a heavy warning.
“And stop bothering me.”
After speaking, she stood up.
Turning her head, she patted Zhu Yuan on the head and smiled.
“I’ll leave him to you. I’m going to the restroom.”
She turned and walked away.
“Hey, Master!”
Meng Zhishuo started to get up and chase after her, but Zhu Yuan suddenly shoved him back onto the sofa with all her strength.
Crossing her arms, she bent down and narrowed her eyes at him.
“Meng Zhishuo, since it’s my first day being your dad, I need to teach you a proper lesson so you understand this—my people are not someone you can touch.”
“Zhu Yuan! Who the hell do you think you are?!”
“Oh wow, you’re actually fighting back seriously! You believe I won’t hit back? Hey—hey, hey—!”
……
When Shen Nanyue came out of the restroom, she saw Meng Yan standing against the hallway wall.
She flicked the water off her hands, looked away, and walked past him.
Meng Yan stepped forward and blocked her path.
“Young Master Meng, what are you doing?”
The sudden closeness made her frown.
She took a step back and looked at him coldly.
Meng Yan’s lips curved slightly upward.
The black diamond stud in his ear glittered under the lights.
A faint exotic fragrance drifted from him—light, yet unexpectedly pleasant.
“I saw Miss Shen’s heroic performance on the racetrack earlier. I came specially to congratulate you on winning.”
“Following someone all the way to the restroom just to congratulate them? Young Master Meng’s hobbies are pretty pervert too.”
Not only did Meng Yan not get angry, he smiled instead.
Hidden within his gaze toward Shen Nanyue was an unmistakable heat of desire.
He lifted a hand to brush the loose strands of hair from his forehead.
The motion was elegant, his fingertips tracing a graceful arc through the air.
Even such an intentional gesture didn’t come across as greasy or pretentious.
Shen Nanyue frowned, suddenly feeling her throat grow dry.
“Miss Shen, how is your mother doing now? The company has been busy these past few days, so I haven’t had the chance to visit her. How about tomorrow we visit my future mother-in-law together?”
As Meng Yan moved, the exotic fragrance in the air grew stronger.
Listening to his meaningless chatter, Shen Nanyue took two more steps back and raised her eyes toward him.
“What’s that smell on you?”
Meng Yan lightly waved his hand twice in front of her.
Shen Nanyue immediately covered her nose and retreated, her face flushing red, her breathing becoming uneven.
Meng Yan’s eyes lit up, the smile on his lips widening.
“I think Miss Shen has some misunderstandings about me. That’s why I wanted to have a deeper exchange with you. Once the misunderstandings are cleared up, Miss Shen won’t reject our engagement anymore.”
Shen Nanyue gritted her teeth, fury surging violently inside her.
Clear up misunderstandings, my ass!
He wanted to force the issue and corner her into agreeing to marriage!
Seeing Meng Yan step closer toward her, Shen Nanyue bit down hard on the tip of her tongue.
The sharp pain brought her back to clarity.
Clenching one fist, she punched Meng Yan viciously across the face.
She used all her strength in that blow.
Caught off guard, Meng Yan fell to the ground.
Shen Nanyue rushed past him and ran off.
“SHEN! NAN! YUE!”
Meng Yan’s cheek twitched painfully.
He quickly got up and chased after her.
As soon as he rounded the hallway corner, the noisy sounds of the main hall flooded over him.
Lights and shadows intertwined among the crowd—
But Shen Nanyue was nowhere to be seen.
Holding his head, Meng Yan’s breathing became increasingly chaotic.
A strange fire surged through his body.
Grinding his teeth fiercely, he cursed under his breath.
Then he casually grabbed a racing model nearby who had been flirting with him and turned back toward the restroom.
…..
Meanwhile, on the other side, the moment Shen Nanyue stepped out of the hallway, she crashed straight into Zhou Yushen’s chest.
Instinctively, Zhou Yushen steadied her.
Seeing that she seemed unable to stand properly, he lowered his voice and asked,
“What’s wrong?”
His familiar voice and scent surrounded her.
As though she had found a lifeline, Shen Nanyue grabbed Zhou Yushen and dragged him downstairs to the second floor.
She pushed open the door to a lounge room and locked it behind them.
Before Zhou Yushen could react, a layer of softness pressed against his lips.
The room lights were off.
The unique fragrance of a young woman enveloped him, and within the cramped doorway, only their tangled breaths lingered in the ambiguous darkness.
After a brief moment of shock, Zhou Yushen held Shen Nanyue by the shoulders.
“Using me as an antidote again?”
Shen Nanyue climbed against his chest, her bright voice carrying a soft, almost spoiled sweetness.
“I’m just giving you a chance to get ahead. If I’m satisfied, maybe I’ll agree to your proposal.”
Zhou Yushen’s fingers brushed over the smooth warmth of Shen Nanyue’s neck.
In the darkness, something unusual flickered through his eyes.
The next second, he bent down and lifted Shen Nanyue into his arms before carrying her deeper into the room.
In the darkness, the man’s low voice carried a trace of dangerous sharpness.
“I guarantee I’ll satisfy you.”
— The end of the Chapter–
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