Chapter 31: I Have My Own Car
Ruan Wei was momentarily stunned, the word “rooftop” getting stuck awkwardly in her throat.
“Where do you want me to go with you?” Ruan Cha looked at her with indifferent eyes, her slender figure standing perfectly straight.
Ruan Wei forced a sheepish smile. “Cha…Chacha, who are all these people?”
“None of your damn business.”
Ruan Wei’s breath caught, blocked by those words.
“You just asked me to go somewhere with you?” Ruan Cha, seeing her lost in thought, pressed impatiently.
“N-no, it’s nothing.” Ruan Wei quickly swallowed her words. With all these people accompanying Ruan Cha, no matter how tough Xu Jie and his friends were, they’d be overpowered easily. “Dad asked me to bring you back to see Grandpa. Let’s go together.”
“No need. I have my own car.”
With that, Ruan Cha turned and walked away.
The men in black suits followed her in perfect unison.
The scene was so strange it bordered on eerie.
It wasn’t until Ruan Cha’s figure disappeared around the stairwell that Ruan Wei hurried after her.
By now, only a few scattered students remained at the school gate.
The Ruan family’s driver waited out front, and when Ruan Cha appeared, he swept her with a look of disdain. “Second Miss, please get in the car.”
Ruan Cha passed by him with a cold expression, walking straight ahead.
Moments later, Ruan Wei emerged from the school entrance. The driver quickly approached, taking her backpack from her hands. “Miss, sir and madam have already arrived at the old house. They’re just waiting for me to bring you back.”
Ruan Wei smiled politely at the driver, then hurried to catch up with Ruan Cha. “Chacha, let’s take this car. It’s more comfortable.”
In her mind, what kind of car could Ruan Cha possibly have? With her shabby appearance, it was probably a bicycle.
Before Ruan Cha could reply, a roar grew louder, followed by the shrill screech of brakes piercing the air.
A jet-black motorcycle halted sharply in front of Ruan Cha.
The man on the bike, helmeted, propped up the motorcycle, walked over, and respectfully placed the keys in Ruan Cha’s palm.
Ruan Wei stared at the motorcycle—nearly twice Ruan Cha’s size—and stepped to her side. “Chacha, are you really going to ride a motorcycle? Our family’s not that hard up. If you show up at the old house on a beat-up bike, the uncles and elders are going to look down on you…”
At Ruan Wei’s words, a mocking smile curled at the edge of Ruan Cha’s lips. Without a word, she deftly donned the helmet, swung her leg over, and mounted the bike.
As the motorcycle sped away and vanished from sight, the boys who’d been watching erupted with a shout.
“Holy shit! Wasn’t that the globally limited edition VS released this year?!”
With that reminder, the group of boys standing nearby started boiling over with excitement.
“VS!”
“Damn! Is that the celebrity limited edition worth over ninety million—the one you can’t buy even with money?!”
“I’m losing my mind! Why didn’t I get a better look just now?!”
“To think I’d see a real VS in my lifetime… They say this model demands insane driving skills!”
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Listening to their excited chatter, Ruan Wei gazed in the direction where Ruan Cha had disappeared, her fists clenching slightly.
She’d just called it a beat-up motorcycle?
How could she… be so wealthy?
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The Ruan family estate.
By the time Ruan Wei arrived, Ruan Cha was still not there.
Ruan Yingzhe saw her enter alone. “Weiwei, where’s Ruan Cha?”
Because of the old master’s orders, the entire Ruan family had gathered at the ancestral home. Hearing Ruan Yingzhe’s question, Ruan Wei lowered her eyes with a sigh.
“Dad, I wanted to bring my little sister back by car, but she must’ve gotten her hands on some ridiculously expensive motorcycle and rode off on her own.”
“Ridiculously expensive?” The wife of the Ruan family’s eldest son let out a light laugh. “The Ruan family isn’t exactly short on money. What could possibly be so expensive that even Weiwei has to remark on it?”