Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 113: Jumping from the Car

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Jumping from the Car

Ou Jue circled around to the driver’s seat, skillfully shifted gears, and slammed on the accelerator.

A loud vroom.

The sports car accelerated instantly.

Xia Xiyan’s body was thrown backward by the sudden speed. She turned her head to look at the boy next to her, "Hey, aren’t you driving a bit too fast?"

Ou Jue kept his face composed, staring straight ahead, his voice as cold as ice, "Is my name ’Hey’?"

Just a while ago, she was calling that man ’Zeyu’, ’Brother Zeyu,’ sweetly—now, when it comes to him, he doesn’t even get a proper name?

Damned woman!

"Ou Jue, slow down, will you!"

As if deliberately defying Xiyan, Ou Jue not only didn’t reduce the speed but sped toward the broader roads outside the suburbs!

"You..." Xiyan was truly at her wit’s end. She took a few deep breaths and looked at him seriously to explain. "You misunderstood earlier. Zeyu and I aren’t like what you think. He’s just a brother a few years older than me who’s always looked out for me, and..."

Ou Jue interrupted her, "Say one more nice word about him, I dare you."

Xiyan was completely speechless. That counts as nice words?

And besides, isn’t he meddling a bit too much, trying to control even who she compliments?

Unbeknownst to her, Ou Jue’s sports car had already sped out of the city and was now racing along the asphalt roads in the suburbs.

"Fine, what happened earlier was just my hair getting caught in one of his cuff buttons. It’s not how you think it was!"

"..." The Demon kept his face cold.

Fearing Ou Jue wouldn’t believe her, Xiyan quickly added, "I’m serious!"

Screech—

The sports car came to a sudden halt.

Ou Jue turned to look at Xiyan, his gaze icy. "And that’s why you were buying him a tie?"

A tie?

No, Zeyu was only helping her pick out the tie; it wasn’t for him at all.

The tie was clearly meant for...

Before Xiyan could explain, Ou Jue’s piercing gaze landed on the gift bag she’d been holding in her hand all this time.

His stare grew colder the longer he looked at it, increasingly contemptuous.

Without hesitation, he snatched the gift bag from Xiyan’s hand, rolled down the car window, and mercilessly threw it out!

"What are you doing?" Xiyan screamed. "That gift bag belongs to Zeyu!"

Earlier, while Mu Zeyu was trying on the tie, Xiyan had helped him carry it, completely forgetting to return it—that’s how it ended up here.

The gift bag contained something Zeyu meant to give to someone else!

And now Ou Jue had just tossed it like that!

"What, feeling heartache now?" Ou Jue smirked mockingly, his lips curving in ridicule. "Whatever was inside, I’ll pay double for it!"

That arrogant, insufferable capitalist tone.

Xiyan glared at him angrily, refusing to say a word. She opened the car door, fully intending to step out.

But in the next second, Ou Jue locked the car doors and restarted the sports car, "Xia Xiyan, you better give up the idea of retrieving that thing."

"You think having money makes you so great, you bastard!" Xiyan grew angrier the more she thought about it. "I want to get off the car!"

"Let me advise you—don’t go against me again." Or else, he couldn’t guarantee what he might do to this woman.

"I want to get off the car!!" Xiyan wouldn’t back down, raising her voice further.

Ou Jue didn’t respond, stepping on the accelerator instead.

But in the very next second, Xiyan pressed the car window button. As the vehicle slowly began to move, she jumped out through the window without hesitation!

That crazy woman! Does she not value her life?

Ou Jue immediately slammed on the brakes, turning his head to