"Enough, enough... you can calm down..."

The manager is convinced.

Chu Ziyan's face was full of excitement: "Thank you so much, I will just ride this bike away?"

"Ride away, but don't make any fuss on the road, you know, safety comes first..."

"boom--"

What answered him was a string of exhaust fumes.

manager:……

The manager took out his mobile phone in a complicated mood, and was thinking about how to report the situation here to Young Master Shen tactfully, when he heard a roar again.

After that, Chu Ziyan made a sharp turn, made a "swish" in front of him, and stopped steadily.

Safety first!

Safety first, do you know that?

The manager yelled frantically in his heart.

But there was a warm smile on his face: "Miss Chu, you have figured it out, do you still want to choose a car and drive away?"

"No, I forgot to take my red wine."

Chu Ziyan opened the helmet, walked over and picked up the red wine that he forgot beside the car, and put it on the motorcycle.

Seeing the manager's strange expression, Chu Ziyan was a little puzzled.

"What's wrong? Do you have anything to say?"

Manager: "...No, as long as you are happy."

Hearing this, Chu Ziyan waved his hand coolly: "Then let's go, goodbye."

"A small journey..."

"boom--"

Another string of exhaust fumes.

manager:……

This job is too difficult.

……

Chu Ziyan drove all the way, and soon returned to the Chu family's villa.

When she reached the door, she braked sharply and stopped the motorcycle steadily.

Chu Ziyan made a phone call and confirmed with Aunt Li that his father was not there, so he carefully rode the bike back.

Chu Zhenyuan has always been old-fashioned, and he thinks that girls should be gentle and generous, and they can't be outside like a mad dog all day, so he definitely doesn't like her riding a motorcycle.

What's more, her current image stinks, she finally got better, and she can't be overturned.

Chu Ziyan sneaked all the way to the garage.

At this time, Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, saw her, hurried over and shouted, "Miss, this motorcycle..."

"Shh~"

Chu Ziyan put his index finger to his mouth, and desperately signaled Uncle Zhong to keep quiet.

"Uncle Zhong, this was given to me by a friend of mine. You must not let my dad know. Now that the car is in this garage, if someone asks you, just say it belongs to your elder brother."

Chu Ziyan confessed.

The eldest brother has already become independent outside, and has his own company, which is very successful.

So Chu Zhenyuan usually doesn't ask much about what to do.

This pot belongs to him.

Although Uncle Zhong didn't know why, he watched the young lady grow up, and he always doted on her.

This motorcycle is not a big deal, so he nodded unequivocally.

"Okay, don't worry, miss."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhong."

Chu Ziyan put the car into the spare garage with a smile, and then happily returned to the villa.

Chu Zhenyuan hadn't come back yet, and Su Wenqing was the only one at home.

Seeing her, Chu Ziyan's smile immediately disappeared.

Damn, seeing someone you don't want to see as soon as you come back is a disappointment!

Seeing that only Chu Ziyan came back alone, Su Wenqing was a little surprised: "Xiaoyan, why did you come back alone, where is Yixia?"

"Oh, Miss Yixia, she's still playing with her friends, I have something to do, so I'll be back first!"

"You are good sisters, how can you leave her behind, you won't allow it next time."

Su Wenqing was holding the cup, holding the airs like a lady.

The tone was still soft, but with a hint of command.

All these years, Chu Ziyan has obeyed her and never felt that there was anything wrong.

But now, no matter how she listens, it's awkward.

Chu Ziyan showed an innocent look: "Aunt Su, sister Yixia is with her friends, what can happen, I went home alone, why don't you care about me?"

Su Wenqing was stunned.

She hurriedly said: "What stupid things are you talking about? Of course I care about you, but... I just asked casually."

"Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you, are you not in a good mood?"

Su Wenqing frowned.

Hearing Chu Ziyan speak to her in such an aggressive tone, he was really not used to it.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm going upstairs first." Chu Ziyan replied calmly, then carried her bag and went upstairs.

As soon as he turned around, Chu Ziyan's expression changed immediately.

Heh, I thought I was that idiot from before, let her knead me.

What kind of garlic is she, Su Wenqing!

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