After her daily work in the flower shop was over, Wen Yan began to tinker with Xiao Mou's book. After He Xueqing told her last time, she kept it in her heart.
After registering an account, she picked out a few of the bouquets she ordered and her usual practice, and sent them up without bothering to check them again.
The cell phone rings.
Wen Yan glanced at it and saw that it was the dry cleaning shop's phone number.
That day she wore Lu Yili's windbreaker. It was a high-end item and difficult to take care of. It was too conspicuous in the small bungalow. She wanted to return it to its original owner, so she found a dry cleaner with a high rating.
"Hello, Ms. Wen, your clothes have been cleaned. Are you free to pick them up today?"
Wen Yan didn't have much work on hand, so he took a taxi and went straight to the dry cleaning shop.
This dry cleaning shop is not large in scale, but it is clean and stylish, and it takes a high-end route. As soon as Wen Yan walked in, the sharp-eyed clerk immediately greeted him and served him tea attentively.
The shop owner sat opposite Wen Yan, apologetic: "I'm really sorry, Ms. Wen, it was our negligence that caused you trouble."
"What happened? You might as well just tell me." Wen Yan couldn't figure it out.
The shop owner wiped his cold sweat and said, "Your windbreaker, with a small box in its pocket, was stolen yesterday. Can you please tell us the specific value of the item so that we can compensate you accordingly."
After Wen Yan understood the true story of the matter, she understood why the shop owner was so anxious, but she didn't know what was inside.
As for the small box the shopkeeper mentioned, it was probably not an important item, and Lu Yili wouldn't care if it was lost.
She pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for taking the initiative to remedy the situation, but there is no need to pay for it. I'm here to pick up my clothes today."
The shop owner breathed a sigh of relief and waived the dry cleaning fee for Wen Yan.
Wen Yan took this windbreaker and went to the racing track where Lu Yili visited most.
The racing track is located on the top of a mountain and covers an area of more than 300 acres. It is an FIA first-class racing track.
Racing cars flew past her like arrows, the turbid heat waves and the roar of high-speed engines stimulated the adrenalin rush.
What is going on should be a training session, and the red car is always in first place. The sound of the friction between the tires and the ground is sometimes exciting and sometimes low.
Outside the stadium, the audience cheered one after another.
In these short and long seconds, the red car drove through the curve unstoppably and crossed the finish line with a sharp sound.
A tall figure stepped out of the red racing car. He took off his helmet, raised his hand, and combed his hair casually.
Lu Yili didn't know when he stood next to Wen Yan. Under the bright sunshine, he squinted slightly, put his hands in his pockets, and leaned casually on the railing.
"Where's my water?"
Wen Yan handed him a bottle of mineral water.
He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it. The water flowed along his jawline into his racing suit until it disappeared.
After the training match, other people in the team stepped forward and looked back and forth between Wen Yan and Lu Yili.
"Brother Lu, new girlfriend? Have you changed your style?" A teammate said with teasing in his eyes.
Lu Yili sneered, "Ask her if she wants to follow me."
He glanced sideways at Wen Yan meaningfully.
Everyone also looked at Wen Yan with some expectancy.
Wen Yan didn't move, moved the packaging bag forward, and said, "Your windbreaker."
Lu Yili's collar was slightly open. These words made him stop suddenly and look down at her, his amber eyes with unclear emotions.
"That's it? I won't regret throwing it away." Lu Yili stood with his arms crossed, his thick eyebrows raised, and his smile appeared shallow: "It's hard for you to go all the way."
Looking awkward, Wen Yan was about to say something when he was interrupted by a young male voice.
"Lu Yili, how about we have a competition? As always, whoever reaches the top of the mountain first wins."
The person who made the invitation was the thorny guy in the team. He was young and energetic, and he had been unhappy with Lu Yili for a long time.
Let’s get straight to the point and start the afternoon.
Dissatisfied chatter gradually arose in the team.
The captain frowned, "Lin Chuang, in terms of seniority, it's not your turn to challenge Yi Li."
The young man named Lin Chuang looked at Lu Yili with an unconvinced expression.
Lu Yili stretched out his hand and pulled the captain behind him, his thin lips moved and his eyes held a lazy smile.
"Okay, it's not interesting to have more than just a lot of money, just ask for a lucky break."
Lin Chuang raised his chin, full of provocation: "Whoever loses will give the car to the winner, Lu Yili, you can't afford it, can you?"
Wen Yan raised his eyelids slightly, a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect it to be so big.
Lu Yili's sports car has a unique appearance and a design-like painting. It is worth a lot of money at a glance.
She flexed her knuckles, lowered her voice and asked, "Are you okay?"
Hearing her words, Lu Yili pressed his lips to the roof of his mouth. He caught a glimpse of her serious look in her eyes and her eyebrows moved slightly.
"What do you think of my driving skills?"
"It's awesome."
Wen Yan had to admit that Lu Yili was very talented in this area.
Otherwise, he would not have won the championship for three consecutive years and was known as the 'Beacon Mountain Racing God'.
Lu Yili quietly admired her expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Then it's over? It's clear who wins and who loses."
"Lu Yili, let's wait and see!"
Lin Chuang, who was ignored, opened the car door and got in after uttering harsh words.
