Song Yunfei was frightened too. She let out a small “oh” and awkwardly pulled her hand back.
Once they passed that terrible stretch of road, the e-bike finally smoothed out.
“I didn’t expect that after delivering food for a few months, you’ve practically memorized all these roads,” she said, a little impressed.
This was clearly a shortcut. According to the navigation app, this road wasn’t even part of the route.
Chu Jinhán didn’t respond, focusing on riding.
There weren’t many cars on the road—probably because the area was so remote.
Still, Song Yunfei noticed a Bentley slowly approaching from behind and couldn’t help glancing at it.
What she didn’t expect was for the Bentley to slow down and pull level with their e-bike.
Chu Jinhán noticed too and turned his head to look.
The Bentley’s front passenger window rolled down, and a man in his twenties leaned out, waving his phone.
“Hey, beauty—add me as a friend?”
Seeing the teasing look in his eyes, Song Yunfei snorted and turned her head away, ignoring him.
The man clicked his tongue and muttered an insult under his breath when she didn’t respond.
Song Yunfei felt Chu Jinhán’s body tense. Veins stood out on his forearms, like he might explode at any moment.
Her heart jumped. She tightened her arms around his waist and whispered, “Don’t bother with him. Let’s just go.”
The man, having lost face, refused to let it go and continued driving alongside them.
“Hey, beauty, isn’t this crappy e-bike hot to sit on? Want me to give you a ride?”
As soon as the words fell, Chu Jinhán slammed on the brakes.
The e-bike came to a steady stop by the roadside.
He stared coldly at the Bentley.
But the Bentley didn’t stop. It sped past them instead.
The man in the passenger seat flipped him the middle finger and laughed mockingly.
“Not happy, bro? Got the guts to chase us and fight?”
After that, laughter erupted inside the car—it clearly wasn’t just two people.
The e-bike stood alone by the roadside. The Bentley roared off, kicking up a wave of hot air, making Song Yunfei and Chu Jinhán look like a pair of fools.
Song Yunfei tugged at his sleeve, trying to calm him. “Don’t stoop to their level. That car was definitely rented for show. Real rich people wouldn’t be that childish.”
Chu Jinhán’s expression didn’t change. He glanced at her sideways. “You seem very sure.”
She said confidently, “Would a real rich guy act like he’s never seen a woman before? That car was absolutely rented!”
“So that’s why you didn’t add him?”
Song Yunfei froze again. His logic was truly something else.
She snapped, “Is that what you think of me?! That I’d shamelessly latch onto anyone with money?”
Chu Jinhán didn’t answer—he just looked at her.
She deflated. Fine. The original owner really was like that.
Otherwise, Chu Jinhán wouldn’t still be riding an e-bike.
A thought flashed through her mind. She glared at him and blurted out, “Since that’s how you see it, then let’s break up!”
After saying it, she turned her head angrily, though she watched his reaction from the corner of her eye.
If it didn’t provoke him too much, breaking up like this wouldn’t be bad.
Chu Jinhán’s face remained expressionless.
Then he said, “So you finally said it.”
Song Yunfei froze.
He continued, “Who’s that man?”
“??”
“Are you sick?” She was genuinely speechless. This was the first time she’d seen someone rush to put a green hat on himself.
“Is he very rich?”
“……”
She completely lost her patience and snapped, “Yes! He’s richer than you, more handsome than you, more considerate than you—happy now? So let’s break up!”
“From now on, you walk your broad road, I’ll cross my narrow bridge. Goodbye!”
Fuming, Song Yunfei got off the e-bike and strode ahead.
What a lunatic! Why was he so convinced she was cheating?!
Chu Jinhán didn’t chase after her. He stood by the e-bike, watching her angry retreating figure.
The sun climbed higher, nearly overhead.
After walking for a short while, Song Yunfei was drenched in sweat, her head spinning from the heat.
This awful place didn’t even have taxis.
She checked the map and realized Mr. Zhao’s place wasn’t far—another ten or so minutes on foot.
But she overestimated her stamina. After less than ten minutes, she could barely keep going.
Just as she was about to find some shade to rest—
She turned her head and saw a familiar e-bike following her, stopping right in front of her.
She shot him a look. “Why are you following me?”
Chu Jinhán stared at her for a moment before saying, “I misunderstood you.”
Seeing him apologize, her expression softened noticeably.
She hadn’t actually wanted to break up using that excuse.
She’d already deceived him badly enough—on top of that, slapping a green hat on him?
Once he recovered his memory, she wouldn’t even need to go to prison. She could just disappear from the world.
She’d already started regretting it while walking. Now that he’d come to give her a way out, of course she’d take it.
Still, her tone remained stiff. “So now you think it was a misunderstanding?”
Chu Jinhán said, “What I meant is—if you have a better option, you can tell me directly. You don’t need to hide it. I’ll let go.”
Before she could blow up, he continued, “If you don’t, then don’t talk about breaking up so lightly.”
She eyed him suspiciously. “What do you mean? Can’t bear to let me go?”
“That’s not it,” he said. “I’m afraid you’ll starve to death.”
“You—” Song Yunfei took a deep breath and forced a smile. “So you’re saying I can’t survive without you?”
Chu Jinhán sighed softly, his gaze growing more complicated.
Slowly, he said, “Since you’ve given so much for me, I should take responsibility to the end—whether that means you finding someone better, or making sure you can live independently.”
“If you really want to separate, at least wait until your job is stable.”
It was rare for him to say so much. As she listened, the expression on Song Yunfei’s face gradually settled.
Meeting his serious gaze, her emotions grew complicated too.
She had to admit—he was truly a good man.
Even when his girlfriend wanted to break up, he was still thinking for her sake.
If the original owner hadn’t lied to him… who knew how happy she might’ve been?
Over these six months, perhaps more than anyone else, the original owner had hoped that the lies she’d made up could somehow become reality.
Even Song Yunfei herself, at this moment…
She smiled helplessly. Fake was fake—it would never become real.
The day the truth came out would be her death sentence. That much was real.
Seeing her silent, Chu Jinhán took a cup of milk tea from the storage box and handed it to her.
She stared at it, stunned. “When did you buy this?”
“Just now.”
“So you took so long to catch up… because you went to buy milk tea?”
He nodded slightly. “I happened to pass by and saw it.”
Her heart softened.
After walking so long, she really was thirsty. She took it and drank.
After a couple of sips, she climbed back onto the e-bike.
“That’s the end of this. We’re making up. And you’re not allowed to suspect me of cheating again.”
Chu Jinhán was silent for a moment, then gave a low “Mm.”