Soon, they returned to the bustling and lively main street. Just after exiting the intersection, they saw an extremely eye-catching red limited-edition Ferrari parked by the roadside.
The car was like a burning flame, shimmering brilliantly in the night, drawing attention. It sat there quietly, as if waiting for its owner’s return.
At that moment, two sharp beeps sounded, and the Ferrari’s headlights instantly lit up, illuminating everything around them. The dazzling light danced in the darkness, intertwining with the neon glow in the distance to form a beautiful scene.
It attracted the gaze of many passersby.
Wen Zhi didn’t need to look back to know it definitely belonged to the young master behind her.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting a parking ticket from the traffic police with your car parked here?” Wen Zhi had already recovered from her earlier embarrassment and turned to ask him.
Su Wenjing curled his lips indifferently, his gaze casual and slightly provocative.
“Who would dare?”
“It’s a society governed by law now, President Su.” Wen Zhi drew out her words, her tone hinting at him.
Su Wenjing chuckled softly. “I’m a law-abiding citizen.”
“It’s just that sometimes, people are afraid of me. What can I do?”
He raised his wrist to check the time. The Richard Mille watch worth over ten million seemed remarkably understated on his wrist.
Not yet nine o’clock. In Hong Kong, the nightlife was just beginning.
“Back to the hotel, or get in the car? I’ll take you for a spin.” Su Wenjing leaned lazily against the car, asking her calmly and composedly.
Hearing this, Wen Zhi felt a flutter in her heart.
At this hour, going back to the hotel would just mean boringly killing time. Moreover, Hong Kong’s nightscape was among the best.
She hadn’t truly experienced it yet.
So, she looked at Su Wenjing excitedly, her large eyes sparkling. “Then I’ll gladly accept your offer!”
Su Wenjing gave a faint smile. “Alright.”
He gently opened the passenger door. “Get in, little sister.”
Wen Zhi let out a soft laugh. She had unknowingly grown accustomed to him calling her “little sister.”
With light steps, she lowered her head and bent to sit in the passenger seat.
With the roar of the engine, the Ferrari sped off, weaving through the bustling streets of Hong Kong. Su Wenjing skillfully navigated between vehicles, each acceleration and turn making Wen Zhi’s heart race.
“We’re still on a busy main street! You’re driving so fast!” Wen Zhi said with a hint of fear.
This guy’s driving was just too reckless!
Su Wenjing tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingertips and casually hummed in acknowledgment.
Then he glanced sideways at her, a smile curling his lips. “What’s there to be afraid of? Don’t worry, nothing will happen to you in my car.”
Su Wenjing didn’t tease her further, looking away, though a flicker of amusement passed through his eyes.
His voice was slightly hoarse.
But despite saying that, the car’s speed subtly began to slow down.
Wen Zhi noticed and secretly glanced at him. The young man had his elbow resting on the window frame, his jawline sharp and well-defined, his profile clear and distinct.
The wind whistled past her ears, carrying the salty scent of the sea and the city’s vibrant energy.
Su Wenjing drove all the way to the mountaintop, an excellent spot for viewing the nightscape. As the car slowly came to a stop, Wen Zhi gently tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing her delicate face.
Her eyes were as bright as stars, shimmering with joy.
“Come take a look.” Su Wenjing opened the car door, stepped out with long strides, and beckoned Wen Zhi to get out.
“Mhm.”
Standing side by side, the first thing that caught Wen Zhi’s eye was the sprawling night view of Hong Kong, unfolding before her like a vast canvas.
Although high-rise buildings were also common in Shanghai, they weren’t as densely packed or as intricately lit as here, forming a dazzling sea of lights.
“So beautiful…” Wen Zhi couldn’t help but sigh as she gazed at the starry lights before her.
Su Wenjing wasn’t looking at the view—he had long grown tired of this scenery.
Instead, he was staring at Wen Zhi’s profile. Moonlight spilled over her delicate features, outlining her perfect curves. Her eyes sparkled with starlight, a mesmerizing brightness that seemed to pierce straight through one’s soul.
A gentle breeze swept by, lifting her hair softly, like a moving painting. He could almost catch the faint fragrance drifting from her strands.
The girl seemed utterly delighted, taking photos with her phone. Her face was clear and dewy, soft and tender, as if it could be squeezed to release water.
Just one glance made his breath feel lighter.
For some reason, Su Wenjing felt his throat grow dry. He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the stirring within him.
He raised a hand to his mouth and coughed lightly, thinking it was time to look away.
If he kept staring, he’d truly be acting like a rogue.
“But…”
Wen Zhi suddenly turned her head to look at Su Wenjing, only to meet his deep gaze.
She had meant to ask him something, but now she was at a loss for words.
“Senior, have you been staring at me?” Neither of them looked away, unsure how long they had been gazing at each other, but Wen Zhi asked him bluntly.
Hearing this, Su Wenjing didn’t evade the question. The corners of his lips lifted, and his voice was cool, low, and husky, carrying a tantalizing allure. “If you weren’t looking at me, how would you know I was looking at you?”
The girl’s dark, clear eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. “I didn’t turn around just to look at you, okay!”
“Fine. What did you want to ask me earlier?”
Su Wenjing chuckled lightly and stopped looking at her. He turned his body to face the night view at the foot of the mountain, leaning lazily against the car.
“Hmph, turning the tables…”
“Are you going to ask or not?” He tugged at the corner of his lips.
“I’ll ask!”
Wen Zhi remembered now. “How were you able to drive up here directly?”
She hadn’t seen him register, and the security guard had simply waved him through after seeing his license plate.
“Because I’m amazing. Who do you think I am?” Su Wenjing wasn’t the least bit embarrassed. His low, husky voice held a hint of laughter as he praised himself.
“Can you speak like a normal person?” Wen Zhi wasn’t about to indulge him.
“Speaking like a normal person, my grandfather lives in one of the villas halfway up this mountain.”
“So, as the old Chinese saying goes—since we’re already here, would you be interested in coming with me to see the old man?”
“I… won’t go.”
Showing up unannounced would be too impolite.
Besides, she and Su Wenjing—they weren’t anything to each other.
Hearing the girl’s refusal, Su Wenjing had expected it. If Wen Zhi had agreed, she wouldn’t be someone he’d take an interest in.
“Alright, if you don’t want to go, then don’t. There’ll be plenty of opportunities in the future.”
Wen Zhi: “?”
“What opportunities?”
“Nothing.” The man brushed it off lightly, refusing to elaborate.
“Speaking in riddles…” Wen Zhi muttered under her breath.
Seeing how adorable she was, Su Wenjing couldn’t help but reach out and stroke her smooth, dark hair. “Why overthink things? Are you done? Should I take you back to the hotel now?”
“Stop touching my hair! I’m not your pet dog,” Wen Zhi pulled his hand away, giving him a glare as she complained.
Even when annoyed, her expression remained lovely and endearing, creating a charming contrast with her usual delicate allure.
“Can’t help it—our Wen Zhi is just too cute.”
“I couldn’t resist.”