The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 36: New Car

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: New Car

Lin Qiming was fortunate enough to see the finished product, and he was very impressed with the maker. Even if he studied for another ten years, he might not be able to create such a perfect mechanical piece.

Academician Zhao wasn’t the type to lie, and there was no benefit in deceiving him.

So, only one possibility could be true.

That is, Rong Zhi is truly that mechanical genius!

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Qiming was dumbfounded.

Zhao Hecheng saw someone else shocked just like he had been initially, and he drank his tea with satisfaction.

Rong Zhi said softly, "Grandpa Zhao, you scared him."

Zhao Hecheng responded with an "Oh," saying, "Pathetic."

Lin Qiming, who had just snapped back to his senses and heard himself being called pathetic, thought, "..."

Sorry, compared to Rong Zhi, he really was pathetic.

...

After eating, Rong Zhi decided to stroll around the car dealership.

In the end, Lin Qiming couldn’t stay with her. Zhao Hecheng sighed, "Whenever you’re ready, just send me a message, the doors of the Engineering College are always open for you."

Rong Zhi smiled but didn’t reply, and flagged down a taxi, bidding farewell to Zhao Hecheng.

Arrived at the car dealership.

Rong Zhi got out of the car and walked inside.

The store was spacious, with blue and white floor-to-ceiling glass reflecting the dazzling sunlight, making the sports cars even more stunning.

Beside each car, there were computer displays showcasing full information about the vehicle.

Rong Zhi entered, her gaze lingered for a few seconds on a fiery Lamborghini.

The salesperson saw someone coming and immediately greeted with a smile, "Hello, welcome. Have you made an appointment with any salesperson?"

"No."

The salesperson started introducing a few car models from the store to her, Rong Zhi nodded while listening, then decided on the first one she was introduced to.

With the commission from last night’s job, Rong Zhi swiftly signed the papers.

She was casually flipping through the contract when her phone suddenly vibrated, ringing.

She took it out and saw it was a call from Bai Su, and answered without much thought.

The other side didn’t speak immediately.

Rong Zhi handed back the contract and then glanced at the screen, freezing for a moment.

At some point, the call had turned into a video, with Bai Su’s tall figure occupying the center of the screen.

The man was casually leaning against the edge of a podium. Judging from the camera angle, the phone was pointing upward, but even so, it didn’t detract from his striking good looks.

"Are you outside?"

In his beautifully boned hand, he held a stylus pen, twirling it absentmindedly.

With a lift of his brows and eyes, he immediately spotted the 4S store logo behind the young man.

Rong Zhi picked up the car keys and nodded at the question, "Something up?"

Bai Su chuckled, his tone lazy and deep, with a bit of teasing sarcasm, "Little student, do you remember it’s class time now?"

Class?

Oh, Bai Su seemed to still be her private tutor right now.

Rong Zhi twirled the car keys around her fingers, raising an eyebrow slightly, "When did the old man say to let you resign?"

Bai Su’s eyes paused, and his tone suddenly became aggrieved, "Where was I lacking in teaching, making you feel I might be fired?"

Rong Zhi pursed her lips, lowering her eyes to quietly meet his captivating peach blossom eyes.

Bai Su’s appearance, even among the myriad of people Rong Zhi had seen, could be praised as perfect, with a noble and indifferent elegance cultivated by a prestigious family, exuding a mysterious air that was hard to grasp.

His demeanor was as graceful and amiable as a magnolia, an exemplar of the noble family lineage.

—Where was he lacking?

Flawless.

Rong Zhi’s lips curved slightly, "I’ll be there in half an hour."

Bai Su’s eyelashes fluttered once, and he smiled, "I’ll wait for you."

...

Rong Family.

Bai Su closed his eyes, mentally counting the time, as the study door was pulled open from the outside, and a tall, cool figure walked in.

Hearing the sound, Bai Su opened his eyes and looked at the clock hanging behind the study.

Precisely half an hour—

Not a second off.

Rong Zhi fished out her textbooks and a pen from the drawer, propped her chin, biting a candy in her mouth, her expression relaxed and indifferent.

"Let’s start, Teacher Bai."

Sounding lazy, as if about to drift off at any moment.

Bai Su paused for a moment, looking down with a wry smile, "Alright."

Rong Zhi slowly lifted her eyelids, her gaze landing on Bai Su, eyes filled with probing and a hint of estrangement.

Admittedly, though this person seemed unreliable, his teaching had its own flair, with angles that were both sharp and accurate.

He was good-looking and clever.

Who exactly was he?

The atmosphere was peaceful and quiet, time passing slowly, and for once, Rong Zhi felt a bit drowsy.

"Boom!"

The sky roared with thunder, a jagged lightning tearing through the endless sky.

Bai Su’s fingertip paused, he put down his pen, looking outside at the gradually gathering dark clouds as black as ink. The wind was stirring the branches, the air oppressive, a rainstorm was imminent.

A heavy downpour was likely soon.

Rong Zhi squinted her foxy eyes, "You can clock out."

If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to later, judging by this situation, it might be a typhoon.

The risk of driving during a typhoon increased significantly.

Bai Su turned to look at Rong Zhi, and a ’good’ word rolled in his mouth, turning into, "Jiang Gujun drove me here and went back. It’s hard to find a taxi here. By the time he comes, the rain will be heavy."

By then, he wouldn’t be able to leave.

Rong Zhi said in a calm voice, "Have Housekeeper Lin arrange a driver."

"Third Young Master," Bai Su left the podium, leaning close, almost brushing her forehead, his tone slightly regretful, "Housekeeper Lin told me not long ago that it’s the weekend, all the servants are on leave."

"So, in the entire Rong Family, it’s just you and me."

Rong Zhi paused with the candy in her hand.

The first reaction was, Bai Su was talking nonsense.

But another thought popped into her mind.

Rong Meng had cello lessons on weekends, Ying Man was still in the hospital, Rong Xian’an and his father were nowhere to be found, leaving her alone in the massive Rong home. Housekeeper Lin disdained her; he certainly wouldn’t leave anyone.

Rong Zhi pulled back her thoughts, took out a lollipop, peeled the wrapper, and bit it in her mouth, hooking the car keys from the table, her tone casual and vague, "I’ll take you."

Bai Su followed, his gaze brushed past her lips, and as she moved, a string in his heart seemed gently plucked. He slightly turned up his lips, speaking slowly, "Thank you."

...

In the car.

Bai Su sat in the passenger seat, his eyes sweeping over the young man’s face.

In the dim light, her skin was pale, her brows well-defined, and her fox eyes held a vague misty chill, her features exquisite.

Her features weren’t as sharp and distinct as a boy’s, to the point of being so beautiful to blur the line of gender.

His fingertips habitually rubbed together, Bai Su thought, if her hair were a bit longer, and she wore a cheongsam, she would be stunning.

"Finished looking?"

Rong Zhi spoke slowly, pulling him back to reality.

"People can’t help but pursue beautiful things," Bai Su chuckled softly, turning to gaze at the road ahead, "Is the car new? I don’t see a license plate."

Rong Zhi: "Yeah, just bought it half a day ago."

She wasn’t much in the mood to talk, but not answering seemed rude.

Bai Su nodded, "If you take me back and don’t have time to return, at mine..."

"There’s time."

Bai Su looked at her, somewhat surprised, seeming to just realize, elongating his tone slightly, "Ah," he said, "I was going to say if you can’t make it back, you could stay at my place, my bed is quite soft."

He wore an expression of disappointment and regret.

Rong Zhi remained silent, her grip on the steering wheel subtly tightened, saying coolly, "Hold on tight."

Bai Su: "?"

"Fasten your seatbelt," Rong Zhi paused, her voice light and teasing, "Watch your head."

Bai Su: "..."

Without giving Bai Su time to react, almost as the words left her mouth, the car’s speed rapidly transitioned.

At the same moment, Bai Su saw the youth methodically floor the gas pedal, the roadside scene flashing by in a blur.