Chapter 1687: Are You Rich?

“Are you very rich?”

Yaen Chi raised his brow, “Not bad, got a lot of money.”

“Throwing it around for fun?”

“Yes.”

The pretty boy seemed skeptical. He stared at Yaen Chi for a long time, suddenly downed several gulps of alcohol as if making up his mind, “Let’s make a deal, I’ll take you out of here, you give me some money.”

Yaen Chi asked, “How much?”

“Whatever you think is fair.”

The pretty boy tapped the car body with his heel, signaling Yaen Chi to look at his car inside, grinning, “Enough to support a few women.”

Yaen Chi locked eyes with the woman, who leaned against the car window waving at him, the diamond stud at the corner of her mouth sparkled under the light, quite dazzling.

He chuckled, “That would be a lot.”

The pretty boy’s face tensed, “Not agreeing?”

“Agree.”

“Straightforward!”

The pretty boy jumped off the car roof, circled Yaen Chi’s car, “If you repair this car, it’ll be a pain. Why not just ditch it?”

Yaen Chi finished the rest of his drink, one hand supporting the car roof, jumped down, crushed the drink can in his hand to play with, the other hand pressing the car roof, gave it a pat, and clicked his tongue like a pro, “Been a partner for long, can’t bear to part with it. As long as I’m alive, it lives. Let’s get it out of here.”

The pretty boy scrutinized him, as they spoke, the sky turned completely dark. His face increasingly hid in the shadows, expression unreadable.

The woman switched the light to high beam.

The sudden light gleamed on the pretty boy’s face, he blinked, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, “Oh, an old partner huh, shouldn’t be abandoned.”

He opened the trunk and shouted, “Come help.”

Yaen Chi walked over, helped him take out the tow rope and hooked it up, he didn’t get into his own car but sat in the back seat of the pretty boy’s car.

“Why not sit in your own car?”

“Dangerous.” Yaen Chi just tossed two words.

The pretty boy said, “I’m suddenly regretting saving you, feeling you’re all sorts of off, you wouldn’t be trying to screw me over, right?”

Yaen Chi kicked the backrest, “Raise the price.”

“Grandpa, I’m sorry, my mouth is dumb, shouldn’t have asked. So, Grandpa, do you want my bank account details now?”

Yaen Chi snorted, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Had that arrogant look, surprisingly you couldn’t help but trust him.

The woman secretly put something into the bottle, turned and smiled at the pretty boy, then handed the drink to Yaen Chi.

“Want some? It’s on me.”

Yaen Chi opened his eyes, his gaze mysterious, a slight curve on his mouth, he laughed softly, “Little sister, brother’s gonna nap, be good, bother me later.”

The woman’s heart skipped a beat, covered her face, and turned away.

This man was so audacious, flirting right in front of another man.

That face was simply deadly!

The woman quietly pinched the pretty boy’s hem, shook it like a spoiled child, squeaked twice catching his attention.

The pretty boy switched to driving with one hand, wrapped her hand, fingers slipping in, tickled her palm.

Whispered, “Got it, bear with it.”

The woman was satisfied too, tickled his hand, then sat back.

Yaen Chi slept quite deeply.

When he woke up, it was at a gas station.

The surroundings were noisy, lights colorful, all reflecting on the window glass, various shouts, laughter, and curses, mixed with heavy metal music, cluttering piercingly into ears.

He felt it was noisy, so he simply closed his eyes to rest a bit more.

The car window was knocked several times, and Yaen Chi finally lowered the window.