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Chapter 117: Extreme Frenzy
"These two pieces of glass are indeed full of passion; I can't stand it anymore."
"This is too ridiculous. This guy seems to be a celebrity; doesn't he care about his image at all?"
"Someone get me a bucket; I think I'm going to be sick."
"…"
Faced with such disgusting events, the seemingly noble guests couldn't help but express their true feelings. White Mist listened to their words, his face turning from green to white, which was quite amusing.
Wei Yuan decisively tarnished White Mist, using a bucket of dirty water to smear the one who used countless alternate accounts to flirt, disregarding the feelings of his fellow disciples. At last, he avenged Yang Ying's pursuit.
After doing all this, Wei Yuan had already thought of a way to escape. As White Mist was furious and forcefully pushed him away, Wei Yuan simply went along with it and continued the act.
"You hit me, and I can't go on living," Wei Yuan said with a sobbing tone.
Then, taking advantage of the fact that no one had fully noticed his appearance yet, he quickly covered his face and left, leaving behind a crowd of stunned people. After leaving the social gathering of socialites, Wei Yuan walked to the parking lot. The evening gown that Yuan Ziyi wore earlier couldn't hide the keys at all, so the keys to the Lamborghini were now in Wei Yuan's hands.
"That piece of glass ran away, haha."
"Flirting like this happens often; it seems even back-to-back lilies are the same."
Fortunately, when Wei Yuan rushed up to hug White Mist, he had already carefully observed that those girls who greeted Han Jing and the Lan Bo Couple were not around, which gave him the courage to act.
Aside from Yuan Ziyi, only White Mist had a slight impression of him. However, it had been a month since they last met, and at that time, White Mist's focus was on Yang Ying, so it was unlikely he would recognize him now.
After discussing the topic of being two-timed with Han Jing, and failing in his plan to matchmake him with Han Ling, Wei Yuan first exited that room. By the time Han Jing came out from inside, everything had already happened.
Although she had some doubts after listening to the girls' accounts about whether Wei Yuan was involved, by the time Yuan Ziyi had already left, she didn't have the chance to ask. In any case, when those girls pressed her about whether she knew that "dead glass," Han Jing always shook her head and said, "You know glass; your whole family knows glass."
As for the "glass" Wei Yuan, who was treated like a scapegoat, he sacrificed his reputation to deal with White Mist. It could be said that the sacrifice was not insignificant, but it didn't matter much since hardly anyone in the room recognized him. They were merely watching a monkey show; once it was over, who would remember what the performer was like?
Meanwhile, the monkey being played with, White Mist, suddenly realized that amidst all the chaos, the senior sister Yuan Ziyi, whom he had been fixated on, had vanished. This threw him into disarray and completely extinguished his mood for flirting.
In fact, after Wei Yuan stirred things up, almost everyone present regarded him as a man with peculiar tastes. They were more concerned about whether he might have some strange illness. No matter how handsome he was or how much of a star he might be, who would dare approach him?
At this moment, Yuan Ziyi took advantage of everyone's attention being on this farce to decisively apologize and take her leave. She elegantly walked out of the banquet hall with the hem of her evening gown trailing behind her and exited the villa's main door. Wei Yuan was waiting for her outside in his Lamborghini.
Dressed in an expensive dark striped suit, Wei Yuan gentlemanly opened the car door for her. Even though Yuan Ziyi wasn't wearing glass slippers and there was no carriage, the entire atmosphere felt like a beautiful urban fairy tale. Of course, some might call this an idol drama.
However, as soon as Yuan Ziyi got into the car and spoke her first words, she shattered that atmosphere. She angrily exclaimed, "You jerk! What are you playing at?"
Wei Yuan was taken aback. Although they hadn't known each other long, Yuan Ziyi had always given him the impression of being an elegant and intelligent woman. Her noble and graceful demeanor was now tarnished. Of course, he forgot one thing: Yuan Ziyi was also a high-ranking executive in a modern enterprise and needed to exhibit a certain assertiveness.
At this moment, she displayed that assertiveness. Although it was hard for Wei Yuan to accept it, her confusion about his previous actions only deepened: what kind of brain did this guy have to come up with such things while disregarding his own reputation?
Of course, she didn't know that in Wei Yuan's eyes, among that group of wealthy individuals, he was just a stranger passing through; who cared about his reputation?
Wei Yuan didn't pay too much attention to her attitude because while she could display that corporate assertiveness, he could also choose not to comply since he wasn't her employee or a disciple of her Purple Robe Pavilion.
When facing Yuan Ziyi, he had indeed been overwhelmed by her presence initially; he couldn't keep up with her thoughts or felt like she had him in the palm of her hand. However, now Wei Yuan had gradually learned how to reverse that situation.
He didn't stop the car to argue with her but pressed down on the accelerator and let the Sports Car fly freely. Then, steering the vehicle confidently, he casually remarked, “Yang Ying told me that White Mist has been eyeing you as a senior sister since you were at Purple Robe Pavilion. What I did today is also for your sake; you should be applauding me!”
“You're just making a fool of yourself; do you know that?”
Wei Yuan shrugged and said, "What does it matter? Just like yours, this is just a farce. After tonight, no one will remember it. Anyway, in everyone's subconscious, all sorts of nonsense can be associated with people in the entertainment industry. They’ve seen it all before, haven’t they?"
Yuan Ziyi was momentarily speechless by his rebuttal, but she had to admit there was some truth to his words: "But you don't need to do this. Offending White Mist won't do you any good, right?"
Wei Yuan did not directly answer her question and could only smile it off. Seeing Yuan Ziyi looking quite worried, Wei Yuan couldn't help but tease her, saying, "Why are you so concerned about me?"
He didn't even know why he felt this way. When interacting with a pure and innocent girl, he would become particularly introverted and a bit shy. However, his initial interaction with Yuan Ziyi was dominated by her powerful aura.
He began to feel a sense of inferiority, which later seemed to explode into a strong desire to have control over her, or perhaps it was the male dignity within him that was at play.
Driving past the luxurious villa complex, Wei Yuan turned a corner and continued along the straight road. Yuan Ziyi asked a few more questions at first, but when she saw Wei Yuan focused on driving without distraction, she fell silent.
About five minutes later, they both suddenly noticed a car behind them shining its bright headlights directly at them. Following the intense light from the rear of the car, Wei Yuan even felt that the car seemed to be intentionally trying to crash into them.
Wei Yuan quickly jerked the steering wheel, and then that high-performance Sports Car shot off the road like a whirlwind. During this process, the rear of the Sports Car was still grazed by the other vehicle, but fortunately, the situation wasn't serious.
Was this guy trying to scam them? Or was White Mist sending someone for revenge? It shouldn't be happening so soon, right?
Several thoughts suddenly flashed through Wei Yuan's mind. But after an accident, they had to get out of the car to check the situation. However, when he and Yuan Ziyi got out of the car simultaneously, Wei Yuan noticed something unusual.
The other party also got out of their car. Suddenly, under the faint moonlight, Wei Yuan seemed to see something shiny in their hand—a glimmering light with a metallic sheen...
"What is that? A gun?"
It was just a minor car accident. Was it necessary to pull out a weapon?
Moreover, it looked like there were more than one person in that car—at least four or five. In the middle of the night, having so many people in one car on a quiet road and then getting into an accident? And it seemed like they were armed?
Wei Yuan felt increasingly uneasy. He grabbed Yuan Ziyi's hand and pulled her body closer, opening the driver's seat of the car, and the two of them crawled inside together.
At that moment, Yuan Ziyi was positioned right over Wei Yuan's most sensitive area, a position often seen in romantic films, particularly suitable for oral activities. However, Wei Yuan had no time to think about such trivial matters; after all, the other party had drawn a gun. Although he also had a gun, it was only effective against women...
He slammed on the gas pedal, and the high-performance Sports Car showcased its value, quickly pulling away from the pursuers. Looking at the tachometer inside the car, which had already exceeded one hundred, Wei Yuan glanced back and saw that several people from the other side had also gotten into their car and were rapidly closing in.
"Boss, could this be your enemy?" Wei Yuan asked.
At that moment, Yuan Ziyi looked equally confused and replied, "Who knows who they're targeting?"
"I don't have any enemies with guns; I can't afford to get hurt."
In this life-and-death situation, while Wei Yuan was confident he wouldn't be caught, he wondered if they had any other ambushes waiting.
Wei Yuan kept his foot firmly on the gas pedal, not daring to let up. As he noticed the distance between them narrowing, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, Yuan Ziyi, who was still half-leaning on him, had her body pressing against him in a rather intimate manner, her long hair exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Wei Yuan initially intended to stand up and give her space to sit properly. However, as he straightened up while pressing down on the gas pedal, their bodies once again made intimate contact. If it weren't for the tense situation, Yuan Ziyi would have wanted to punch him right then.
She had never been humiliated like this before. Yet in this critical moment, Wei Yuan wasn't doing it on purpose; she could only blush and say, "Stop moving around and let's hurry to escape."
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