Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"Buzz..."

With the roar of the engine, a bright red Ferrari convertible was speeding through the bustling streets of Shanghai.

No one loves him when he puts on sunglasses. Lin Lang holds the steering wheel of the Ferrari with one hand, looks at the road ahead, steps on the accelerator and drives fast, his face filled with confidence and unruliness.

The cool and charming Han Zaiyin sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari, feeling a strong push on her back. Her delicate face and indifferent expression seemed to be indifferent to everything around her, but exuded a different kind of charm.

"Buzz..."

The car was filled with the faint scent of Han Jae-in's perfume. This unique scent intertwined with the roar of the Ferrari, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

Every acceleration and every turn of Lin Lang made Han Zaiyin feel unprecedented excitement. Her adrenaline continued to soar, as if the whole world was controlled by Lin Lang.

Pedestrians along the road cast envious glances, and some even stopped just to catch a glimpse of the stunning scene of luxury cars and beautiful women whizzing by.

In the car radio, the local FM music broadcast was playing Zhou Mengyao's new album song "Gangnam Style". Lin Lang's fingers on the steering wheel could not help but follow the rhythm.

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang, who was driving the Ferrari with one hand, and asked curiously, "Did you also write this dynamic and exciting Korean song for Zhou Mengyao?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "Yes!"

Han Zaiyin couldn't help but praise: "Lin Lang, you are really talented! Not to mention that the style of this Korean song is very advanced, when did you learn Korean, Lin Lang?"

Lin Lang naturally couldn't answer. He possessed the skill of [Mastery of World Languages] and could even communicate with isolated savage tribes.

So, Lin Lang lied and said, "My college roommate was a South Korean student. He and I learned Korean during our four years in college."

"So you taught yourself Korean, and you can create such a trendy Korean song. That's really amazing." Han Jae-in showed an expression of admiration.

Lin Lang smiled, secretly congratulating himself on his cleverness.

AI generates beautiful picture of painter Han Jae-in

Han Zaiyin asked with a smirk, "Lin Lang, in your eyes, is Chu Yiren prettier, or is Zhou Mengyao prettier?"

While driving, Lin Lang replied perfunctorily: "Curiosity kills the cat. It's better for you to not ask too much about social affairs."

"Lin Lang, stop playing dumb and tell me who you think is prettier between the two of them?"

Lin Lang jokingly replied: "I think you are prettier than both of them!"

"fart!"

Han Zaiyin half-jokingly said, "You think I'm prettier than Zhou Mengyao and Chu Yiren, so why don't you pursue me?"

Lin Lang replied: "Zaiyin, stop kidding me. If I pursue you, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

"Hey……"

"Why are you asking for trouble by pursuing me?"

"When I was with you, you argued with me all the time. You felt uncomfortable if I didn't make fun of me. Isn't it asking for trouble for me to date you?"

"Hehe..." Han Jae-in laughed at himself.

Lin Lang slowly drove the Ferrari into the auxiliary road and stopped in front of a pharmacy.

Han Jae-in asked, "What are you doing at the pharmacy?"

Lin Lang unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. He held onto the door and smiled at Han Zaiyin, "I'll go buy you some protective gear."

"Protective gear for me?"

"Protecting against what?"

Han Zaiyin reacted immediately, her face slightly red as she said, "Hey..."

"Lin Lang, I just asked you to take me back to the gallery. I don't want to have any unhealthy relationship with you. You... don't think of buying contraceptives."

Lin Lang just threw a wink at Han Zaiyin, and then walked into the pharmacy on the side of the road.

"Uh……"

Han Zaiyin covered her hot cheeks and thought, "Lin Lang is so open now. He is so scumbag that he would attack female classmates as soon as he met them. Did he just check into a hotel?"

"Oh my God!"

"what should I do now?"

"Get out of the car and run away?"

Han Zaiyin was a little overwhelmed by Lin Lang for a moment. She looked towards the drugstore with confusion. Lin Lang was paying the bill with a small box in his hand that looked like a family planning product.

"It's over, it's over!"

"This is developing too fast. It's so embarrassing!"

Before Han Zaiyin could think more, she saw Lin Lang put a box of something into his trouser pocket, hurried out of the pharmacy, stopped beside the passenger seat of the Ferrari, opened the door, and helped Han Zaiyin take off her high heels without saying a word.

Han Zaiyin was stunned for a moment by Lin Lang's sudden action of taking off her high heels. She blushed and said with a beating heart: "Uh... Lin Lang, what are you trying to do?"

"This is on the street, what are you going to do to me in the car?"

Lin Lang held Han Zaiyin's fair and delicate feet and replied with a sly smile: "Zaiyin! Your little feet are so white and beautiful!"

Han Zaiyin hurriedly looked at the pedestrians along the road, and said with a blushing face: "Lin Lang, you are crazy. This is a two-seater convertible sports car, parked on the side of the road without any privacy. What do you want to do to me?"

Lin Lang looked directly into Han Zaiyin's clear eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then do you want me to do something to you?"

Han Zaiyin's face turned even redder after hearing this, but she let Lin Lang hold her feet with both hands and replied embarrassedly: "No! Lin Lang, don't mess around. We are classmates. You don't want us to be unable to be friends, right?"

Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh, he took out a box of Band-Aids from his trouser pocket, tore off a Band-Aid, and gently put it on Han Zaiyin's heel.

It turned out that Han Zaiyin's high heels were rubbing her feet, and the skin on her heels was rubbed red by the shoes. The considerate Lin Lang bought her a Band-Aid and put it on her red heels.

"Zaiyin!"

"Look at you, you've demonized me. How could I be such a jerk? We were good high school classmates. How could I have any bad intentions towards you?"

Lin Lang's gentle and loving behavior warmed Han Zaiyin's heart.

But more than that, Han Zaiyin felt embarrassed because she mistakenly thought that Lin Lang was going to buy family planning products and took off her shoes because he wanted to do something unspeakable with her in the car.

"Uh...thank you, Lin Lang!"

Han Zaiyin sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari, watching Lin Lang putting a Band-Aid on her heel. She felt so embarrassed for a moment that she could have carved out a two-bedroom apartment.

"I'm really sorry, I was just thinking the wrong thing!" Han Jae-in laughed awkwardly.

Lin Lang put on Han Zaiyin's shoes again. His movements were so gentle, as if he was protecting a priceless treasure, which made Han Zaiyin's heart flutter.

"Okay, Jae-in, I'll give you this box of Band-Aids as well. Put it in your bag for later use. Don't wear high heels just because you want to look pretty, or your pretty feet will suffer from the pain."

"Thank you..." Han Jae-in's voice was like the hum of a mosquito.

Lin Lang smiled, returned to the driver's seat of the Ferrari, fastened his seat belt, and slowly drove away from the pharmacy.

There is a subtle atmosphere in the car.

AI generates beautiful painter Han Zaiyin

Although Lin Lang was driving attentively, he could feel Han Zaiyin was secretly looking at him, and there seemed to be some ambiguous changes in the relationship between them.

Han Zaiyin cleared his throat tactically, and then said jokingly: "Lin Lang, I finally understand why Chu Yiren and Zhou Mengyao, two beautiful young ladies, fell in love with you at the same time."

"why?"

"Because you're the kind of sea king who's both scumbag and warmhearted. If the Earth was a sissy, you could tease the Earth."

After hearing this, Lin Lang laughed and said, "Zaiyin, you are demonizing me again. I can't even touch you, whose heart is sealed with cement, so how can I touch the earth?"

"Ha ha……"

"But now that you mention it, I am a little curious. In your eyes, what kind of person am I?"

Lin Lang turned his head to glance at the cool and charming Han Zaiyin, then continued driving in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "You...you are a very complicated woman."

"You are also a very conflicted woman."

"You are sensitive, fragile, suspicious, and lonely. Sometimes you are warm and caring, but sometimes you are a little cold and hard to understand."

"In short, you are like a hedgehog, hiding in the sad country you have created. You feel that the world has nothing to do with you. It is terrible to isolate yourself."

"You lack a sense of security and are used to facing everything alone, so you are indifferent to others and always pretend to be strong. Only when you are alone will you take off your disguise."

"Ah..." Han Zaiyin never expected that Lin Lang could say such words that he really understood her, and she was a little shocked.

While driving, Lin Lang continued, "Women like you are very special. You have your own worries, but you never tell others. You like to vent your emotions through art works and use painting to heal yourself."

"Zaiyin!"

"You are kind and hate deception, but you hate that you have a soft heart."

"When a man wants to be nice to you, you will subconsciously push him away, wrap yourself up in a ball, and not let anyone get close to you, mistakenly thinking that this way you won't be hurt."

"In fact, it is you who has been hurting yourself, falling into brokenness again and again, and healing yourself through painting. That is why you have become a talented and beautiful painter in the eyes of the world."

"In fact, you have intertwined your passion for art with your fragile soul. Your stubborn, crazy, pure, sensitive, painful, and escapist character has unexpectedly sublimated your artistic attainments."

"Your unfortunate family background and paranoid personality have made you a lonely yet brilliant beautiful painter."

“The world only sees your talent and ability in painting, but not your inner anxiety and sorrow, and the loneliness deep in your heart.”

Han Zaiyin was stunned after hearing this. She stared blankly at Lin Lang who was driving. She didn't expect that Lin Lang knew her so well.

At this moment, the beautiful painter Han Zaiyin realized that she had finally met the man who understood her best in her life.

It’s a pity that the man in front of her is already taken.

"Click..." the sound of a lighter lighting a cigarette.

Han Zaiyin lit a Kapilon cigarette. She took a deep puff of the cigarette and exhaled a light smoke. She looked at Lin Lang for a long time, then asked with a resentful look, "Why you?"

Lin Feihuai asked in confusion: "Why me?"

"Why is it that the man who understands me best in this world is a scumbag like you?"

Lin Lang smiled bitterly. He certainly knew why Han Zaiyin said that.

But Lin Lang did not explain. Instead, he snatched the cigarette from Han Zaiyin's hand, held it in his mouth and smoked it in a rogue manner. He drove the Ferrari with one hand and replied: "Because, so. Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang with affectionate eyes and said jokingly: "What you said is the same as not saying anything. This is the second time you smoked a cigarette that I smoked. You don't really want to kiss me indirectly, do you?"

Because they were stopped at a one-way intersection waiting for the red light, Lin Lang unexpectedly kissed Han Zaiyin who was joking in the passenger seat.

"Uh..." Han Zaiyin was suddenly kissed by Lin Lang. She was stunned. Her heart was pounding and her mind went blank.

Because Han Zaiyin did not push Lin Lang away, she just blinked her big eyes in great surprise and looked at Lin Lang with disbelief.

Lin Lang mistakenly thought that Han Zaiyin agreed to let him kiss her, so he held her beautiful face and continued to kiss Han Zaiyin passionately in the car.

Because it was Han Zaiyin's first kiss, she only felt her face blushing and her heart beating fast. She wanted to push Lin Lang away, but she was also greedy for Lin Lang's tenderness. For a while, she was stunned in the passenger seat and was kissed by Lin Lang in a domineering manner.

"Drip..."

"Drip drip..."

The red light had turned green, and the drivers waiting in line for the red light honked their horns, cursing and urging Lin Lang to cross the traffic light.

"Uh..." Han Zaiyin wanted to push Lin Lang away and tell him that the car behind was honking.

Lin Lang ignored him and continued to kiss Han Zaiyin greedily. The drivers waiting for the red light behind were so angry that they got out of their cars and walked towards the Ferrari to talk to Lin Lang.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Driving a Ferrari convertible is so cool, right?"

"If you want to show off your affection, go home. If that doesn't work, go to a hotel. You're blocking the intersection when the light is green and you're kissing each other nonstop, right?"

"Oh shit!"

"Can you please stop kissing me? Don't you know that a good dog doesn't block the road?"

While Lin Lang continued to kiss Han Zaiyin, he took out a thick stack of cash from the armrest box of the Ferrari and threw it outside the Ferrari.

On the one-way street, brand new red hundred-dollar bills are flying around. It would be a waste not to pick one up. It is so exciting.

The drivers of the following cars who had just cursed at Lin Lang were blinded by the money and bent over to grab the red bills that Lin Lang threw outside the car. Their attitudes changed 180 degrees and they said, "Fuck! The boss is awesome!"

"You can kiss me as long as you want!"

Han Zaiyin was shocked by Lin Lang's domineering kiss and his arrogant behavior. She forgot to resist for a moment and let Lin Lang hug and kiss her in the street, her heart beating so fast.

"Uh..." Han Zaiyin felt like she was about to be suffocated by Lin Lang's kiss.