Lu Sui took off his helmet and said: “Sorry, I’m rushing to meet a client. You know, old women are all perverts.”

Wu Mangmang felt like she was choking.

Wu Mangmang dropped her shoulders and lowered her head: “Mr. Lu, I’m sorry. I had an episode earlier – I forgot to take my medicine when I left home today.”

Look how well Wu Mangmang could make fun of herself.

Looking down, she saw her big toe had broken through the restraint of her stockings. Ugh, how embarrassing – Wu Mangmang didn’t dare lift her head.

“You can’t stop taking your medicine,” Lu Sui said.

“Mm.” Wu Mangmang responded without backbone. She felt her heels must have peeled, and her little toe hurt badly – probably blistered.

“Get on.” Lu Sui’s bike didn’t have another helmet, so he handed his own helmet to Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang hesitated without taking it: “What about you if I take it?”

So she waved her hand: “I’m fine, Mr. Lu. My brain has problems anyway – if I accidentally fall, maybe two negatives will make a positive.”

Lu Sui simply said: “When I tell you to take it, just take it.”

Fine, men on motorcycles were the coolest. Wu Mangmang obediently took the helmet and fastened it.

Inside seemed to still have Lu Sui’s lingering scent – the smell wasn’t unpleasant.

When Wu Mangmang breathed, she unconsciously took in a breath, feeling the scent was actually quite nice.

When getting on the bike, Wu Mangmang belatedly discovered that Lu Sui was actually wearing leather pants today.

No wonder she hadn’t felt it was very incongruous when she saw Lu Sui riding the motorcycle.

Someone who usually looked so proper, yet now showed lazy decadence.

Bad boys were really much more attractive than good boys.

Wu Mangmang resisted the urge to get a nosebleed, placing her hands on Lu Sui’s waist and grabbing his clothes to steady herself.

If she were that old woman, she really would want to grab Lu Sui’s butt.

Dear electric motor, giddy up.

When the motorcycle started, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help “accidentally” sliding her hands to Lu Sui’s hips.

“Don’t touch randomly,” Lu Sui’s voice drifted over from the wind.

Wu Mangmang blushed and quickly put her hands back on his waist.

Really, why be so sensitive?

The motorcycle went faster and faster, weaving freely through the crowds. Several times Wu Mangmang screamed in fright, afraid Lu Sui would hit someone.

Lu Sui seemed to say something several times, but the noise was too loud for Wu Mangmang to hear clearly. She could only keep asking: “What did you say? What did you say?”

When the bike got on the elevated road, Wu Mangmang fully experienced the feeling of racing like lightning. Actually the speed wasn’t faster than a car, and they weren’t speeding, but the feeling on a motorcycle was much more thrilling than in a car.

Her heart was pounding so hard it was about to jump out of her mouth.

Wu Mangmang couldn’t help standing up, spreading her arms to embrace the wind: “Ah, so comfortable!”

This action was too dangerous. Wu Mangmang probably only enjoyed it for half a second before quickly leaning forward to hug or strangle Lu Sui’s neck.

Wu Mangmang had never ridden such an exhilarating motorcycle. She couldn’t help bursting into song, hugging Lu Sui’s neck and bellowing at the top of her lungs: “I stand in the fierce wind, wishing I could sweep away all lingering heartache. Looking at the sky, clouds move in all directions. Sword in hand, I ask who in the world is a hero…”

It didn’t seem exciting enough – the tune was too low. Wu Mangmang improvised a line: “I really want to live another five hundred years!”

Though Wu Mangmang sang off-key and out of tune, her ability was really quite good. After this line, she smoothly and naturally connected with: “This is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau…”

Finally, the motorcycle stopped downstairs from Wu Mangmang’s apartment with an extremely graceful and beautiful arc.

Wu Mangmang got off the bike in a daze, her body light as air. When she reached to take off the helmet, Lu Sui was faster, directly helping her unfasten the buckle.

Wu Mangmang had just said “thank you” when she saw Lu Sui lean toward her.

Just as Wu Mangmang was struggling whether to dodge or not, her ear felt the breath from Lu Sui’s nose tip, making her body instantly feel a bit weak.

“You’re too noisy—”

Wu Mangmang instantly stiffened.

Rigid.

Because Lu Sui’s voice was too loud, she had to jump back a big step, then kept rubbing her ears: “What are you doing?!”

Lu Sui didn’t speak, just took the helmet, turned around to get on the bike, and started it.

Wu Mangmang quickly ran over. Though her ears were still ringing, she couldn’t care about that: “Was I like that to you just now? Sorry, sorry, I thought my voice couldn’t penetrate the helmet.”

“Don’t sing in front of me next time.” Lu Sui’s tone seemed somewhat gritted.

Wu Mangmang nodded, raised her hand to her forehead in a military salute, and even clicked her heels together: “Yes, Sir.”

When Lu Sui started the bike and sped away, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help cupping her hands around her mouth like a trumpet again, shouting: “Uncle, you were very handsome today!”

She didn’t know if Lu Sui heard, but Wu Mangmang happily skipped back to her home. Only when entering did Wu Mangmang feel like something was missing.

After thinking for ages, she discovered the high heels in her hands had disappeared at some point.

Painful – several thousand yuan gone.

Wu Mangmang regretted for one second, then ran to the bathroom to start a bubble bath. While drinking Sprite-mixed red wine, she soaked in the bathtub uploading photos to Weibo.

This was what she’d risked her life to take tonight.

According to surveys, more people die from selfies each year than from tsunamis. Fortunately, Wu Mangmang didn’t enter the statistics tonight.

In the photo, she was standing on the motorcycle with one hand hooked around Lu Sui’s neck, taking a selfie from above.

Really heroic and spirited.

Weibo had its experts – soon people were praising Lu Sui’s physique. It was strange how they could tell he had a good body when only the back of his head and a few body parts showed.

The motorcycle’s model and price were also quickly exposed.

Below was a neat row of “tycoon” characters.

There were two unread private messages that seemed coordinated.

“Are you riding Lu Sui’s bike?”

Wu Mangmang was scared silly. These two were not only her acquaintances but even more so Lu Sui’s acquaintances.

Wu Mangmang took a deep breath and clicked on their Weibos. One person was using an alternate account because they only followed her, with no posts.

The other followed a chaotic mix of people with no pattern, also with no posts. Wu Mangmang guessed they were afraid of revealing their identity, so this should also be an alternate account.

This naturally made Wu Mangmang curious – who were these two?

Asking directly, they definitely wouldn’t say, or would mislead her.

Wu Mangmang smiled slyly, having an idea. Since she was bored anyway, and this was private messaging that wouldn’t violate someone’s reputation rights, she replied to both messages:

“What’s wrong with riding my bf’s bike?”

Wu Mangmang looked at her reply and gave herself a fierce thumbs up.

She hadn’t directly admitted this was Lu Sui’s bike, so even if Lu Sui wanted to sue her for spreading rumors, she wasn’t afraid.

Besides, bf could be boyfriend, or the initials for “bo fu” (uncle). At Lu Sui’s age, being her uncle was more than appropriate.

“I don’t believe it.” The account called “Yisheng Shunsui” instantly replied to Wu Mangmang’s private message.

Wu Mangmang basically judged this was a female who should have a secret or open crush on Lu Sui. Otherwise, she wouldn’t pay such attention to her or wait for her to reply to private messages.

The other one called “Zhenwo Fengcai” didn’t reply to Wu Mangmang’s message until the next morning: “How’s your bf’s performance?”

Wu Mangmang speculated this should be one of her male secret admirers.

Just like women liked to compare who was prettier, men couldn’t help comparing size or length.

She shouldn’t reply.

But this was the internet world – how could she resist?

“Big equipment, good performance.” Wu Mangmang quickly typed four characters.

“What about duration and frequency?” The other party quickly replied.

Asking in too much detail, right?

Wu Mangmang was a bit uncertain – was the other party secretly in love with her, or wanting to know Lu Sui’s private information?

But who would be so bored as to care so much about Lu Sui’s various parameters? The comparison mentality was so naked – they should be someone close to Lu Sui.

Actually, anyone who could recognize Lu Sui from one-eighth of his back should be extremely familiar with him, so Wu Mangmang still couldn’t guess who was so bored.

But with female intuition, Wu Mangmang felt it was likely Ning Zheng.

But Ning Zheng managed a pharmaceutical group after all – would he be so idle as to pay attention to her?

“Half an hour, three times a day. What about you?” Wu Mangmang bragged all out for Uncle Lu (bf), in case he found out from elsewhere someday and wouldn’t blame her too much.

“Welcome to try.” The other party sent a smiley face.

So perverted – really couldn’t guess who it was.

Wu Mangmang lost enthusiasm. Her pre-work Weibo warm-up time should end. She turned to put on her white coat and walked into the work room.

Wu Mangmang picked up her phone again during lunch time.

“Zhenwo Fengcai” had sent two private messages: “Alright, I was just teasing you. But girls shouldn’t randomly claim bfs, and shouldn’t lack common sense.”

Lack common sense, your sister! Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean she lacks common sense?

Wu Mangmang snorted coldly through her nose.

The next message was from half an hour ago: “Why no reply?”

Dude, you think private messaging is real-time chat?

“Why do you say I randomly claim a bf? Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean others can’t either. I think you’re the one lacking common sense.” Wu Mangmang replied rudely.

“Even if he could do it, you definitely couldn’t handle it.” The other party replied promptly.

What?! How did he know she Wu Mangmang couldn’t handle it?

With such a certain tone, he definitely had inside information.

Wu Mangmang immediately became interested: “Why?”

“He’s not your bf. Case closed.”

Wu Mangmang felt a herd of mythical beasts running through her mind. Her IQ was still insufficient – originally wanting to trick the other party into talking, but ending up being tricked instead.

At times like this, she should of course deny to the death.

As long as you persist in denying, the other party will start doubting their own judgment.

“Heh, if you don’t believe it, go ask him yourself.” Then Wu Mangmang decisively let her phone screen go black and focused on eating.

But if she could resist not looking at her phone, she wouldn’t be Wu Mangmang. While eating, she swiped her phone – the other party sent no more messages.