Chapter 244 : A Man’s Desire to Win
Chapter 244: A Man’s Desire to Win
Sure enough, his guess had been right—it was just that plans couldn’t keep up with changes. Who could have expected that his cousin would suddenly turn around and follow?
“Why aren’t you staying in your own car? What are you doing here?” Liu Rushuang rolled her eyes at her and said.
By now, she had no choice but to believe what Lin Mo had said earlier. This classmate of hers really did seem to have a divine talent for running into traffic jams.
Honestly, she couldn’t even remember the last time she had been caught in such a massive traffic jam. Normally, she only drove within the city. Whenever she went farther away, it was by high-speed rail or plane, so she rarely encountered this sort of situation.
Fortunately, she had filled up her tank before setting out this morning, or else they would have been in real trouble.
“Mine’s an electric car, okay? Who knows how long this jam will last? I just came over to enjoy your air conditioning for a while. Anyway, whether it’s two people or three, the car’s still running,” Su He said with a laugh.
Lin Mo gave her a thumbs up. “You’re the wise elder here—so thrifty and practical. I respect that!”
“It’s mainly because we’re not that far apart, right? Hehe, but tell me, if you had taken the highway with me, wouldn’t we already be there by now?” Su He said smugly from the back seat, showing off the fruit his mom had packed him, wearing an expression that said, See, this is what you get for not listening to me.
Lin Mo and Liu Rushuang exchanged a glance and sighed in unison.
Yes, they regretted it—regretted not pretending to agree to his plan, then taking the highway and leaving him stuck here alone.
“By the way, I don’t even know why, but this time on the way back, I noticed a bunch of people taking pictures of my car with their phones—especially the cars behind me. They’ve been keeping a five-meter distance the whole time. My car isn’t even that fancy,” Su He muttered while biting into an apple.
Lin Mo couldn’t help but chuckle. “Go back and write ‘5 yuan per photo’ on a sign, stick it on your car, and stand in front of it. You might even make a fortune.”
“After all, you’re the mighty owner of a 2888t! South City’s Grade-A public nuisance! Anyone who knows your car trembles a little when they see it, hahaha!”
“Exactly, you should try it!” Liu Rushuang giggled behind her hand.
But their teasing clearly struck Su He’s fragile pride. “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean? It’s not like I told them to follow me! I’m a victim here, okay?”
After saying that, she pulled a bottle of water and two bananas from her backpack, opened the car door, and continued, “I’m leaving. My pride’s too hurt.”
Once his cousin had left, Lin Mo finally realized, “Wait… was she just here for free food and drinks?”
“You only just realized? Wasn’t that obvious?” Liu Rushuang said helplessly, rolling her eyes again.
Before they set out, neither had expected to run into traffic. Even taking the side road, it was supposed to be just over two hours, so they hadn’t brought any food or drinks.
Whether it was Liu Rushuang’s luck or not, the jam only lasted a little over an hour before the convoy began to move slowly again. Clearly, some police officers had already handled the accident up ahead.
“Get out.”
“What for?”
“You’re driving, of course! My back’s killing me from sitting up here while you’ve been lounging in the passenger seat eating and drinking. Don’t you feel even a little guilty?” Liu Rushuang pulled Lin Mo out of the passenger seat before the car started moving and switched to the back seat herself.
As soon as Lin Mo sat in the driver’s seat, Liu Rushuang in the back had already taken off her shoes.
“What are you staring at? I’m wearing socks, aren’t I? Say another word and I’ll stuff them in your mouth!” she snapped, glaring at him when she caught his look.
Lin Mo: …
Fine. Can’t provoke her, can’t escape her either. But wasn’t this a bit too insulting? Even when she insulted him, she had to imply he had some weird fetish—wasn’t that going too far?
But Liu Rushuang didn’t care. The moment she noticed Lin Mo’s gaze land on her feet, she decided his thoughts couldn’t be pure.
That, right there, was what they called reputation.
The road ahead had been cleared and reopened, but there were so many vehicles that they couldn’t go fast. Still, it was progress—they could finally see hope. Even if it was slow, at least they were moving forward.
As noon approached, the temperature outside rose steadily. Even with the air conditioning on, sunlight streamed through the windows, making it warm inside the car.
Lin Mo’s arm felt uncomfortable from gripping the steering wheel, and when he glanced back, he saw Liu Rushuang curled up in the back seat, eating fruit and watching short videos—completely relaxed. He couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. As expected of the boss—she really knew how to enjoy herself.
The two lanes on the right side of the road were moving slowly forward. Lin Mo’s car was on the outermost lane when suddenly, the lane to his left began to move much faster. Lin Mo didn’t intend to cut in—cars behind him wouldn’t let him anyway.
Sure enough, cars passed one after another with no gaps between them. But soon, the left lane slowed down again, and a Wuling minivan ended up right beside him.
Just then, the driver of the Wuling rolled down his window and honked twice.
Since the two cars were so close, Lin Mo instinctively turned his head to look.
The driver was a young guy with dyed yellow hair, who grinned and shouted, “Bro, how much did your car cost? It’s so cool!”
Lin Mo rolled down his window and smiled. “No idea. I’m just the driver.”
“How about my car then? What do you think?” the young man asked again.
Lin Mo: ???
It wasn’t that he looked down on the Wuling—it was just, well, what was there to show off?
“It’s… fine, I guess?”
As soon as he said that, the rear window of the Wuling slowly rolled down, revealing four or five young women in skimpy clothes, waving at him.
“Hi, handsome~~”
“Bro, now who’s cooler, huh?”
Lin Mo: …
Oh, so that’s how it is, huh? He had been waiting for him to take the bait! What, was this some kind of contest?
A single guy in a Maybach versus a playboy in a Wuling? Looked like he was winning—but in truth, he’d lost miserably?
Bullshit! He was a man with cheats, the nemesis of Rushuang herself, a carefree senior in his fourth year—how could he let some yellow-haired punk mock him?
He turned toward the back seat. Liu Rushuang had clearly noticed the scene too and was laughing so hard she could barely sit upright.
When she caught his gaze, she lifted her chin slightly and said in a teasing voice, “Beg me. If you beg me, I’ll help. Otherwise, even if you roll down the window, I’ll just lie down and stay that way.”
Lin Mo: …
“Rushuang-jie, please! Your little brother’s pride depends on you!”
Come on—it wasn’t like begging cost him anything. He wasn’t so proud he couldn’t ask. His moral standards weren’t that high.
Liu Rushuang hadn’t expected him to give in so quickly. She raised an eyebrow. Indeed, men were just boys at heart—so easily driven by silly pride. A man’s damnable desire to win.
Still, since she’d agreed, she wouldn’t go back on her word. She sat up, took the half-eaten banana in her hand, and passed it forward.
At that moment, Lin Mo didn’t care that it was imported fruit. He quickly took a bite.
From the Wuling, the yellow-haired driver saw only a pale, delicate arm reaching from the back seat.
Then, the rear window of the Maybach slowly rolled down, revealing a face so beautiful it could’ve been illegal.
Liu Rushuang didn’t say a word. She simply glanced sideways at the girls in the other car, lifting her chin slightly. The aura of a noble heiress radiated from her instantly.
Even though she was alone, her presence was so overwhelming that the girls couldn’t even lift their heads. They hastily rolled up their window.
The yellow-haired driver froze, his eyes wide. But when he noticed Lin Mo’s faint, knowing smile, he awkwardly rolled his own window up too. He had wanted to act cool, but instead, he’d been completely outclassed. It was embarrassingly poetic.
Just then, Lin Mo’s lane began to move faster. He waved at the car beside him, then drove off smoothly.
As the Maybach picked up speed and the window closed, Lin Mo felt a rush of satisfaction. No wonder people loved showing off—it really did feel amazing, like he was flying.
He glanced at the rearview mirror, ready to thank her—but there was Liu Rushuang, arms crossed, a cold smirk on her lips as she said:
“Show-off~”
Lin Mo: …