The Bet

"What, you don't want to go back with me, and you don't even want the car I got you?" Wen Tingsheng pretended to be sad.

An Zhiyan took the car keys. It was a Koenigsegg— a world-class luxury car.

Even An Zhiyan, who had been reborn, would have to work for a long time before she could buy one.

Wen Tingsheng was afraid that she would refuse, so he immediately said, "Daddy has never given you anything. Consider this a welcome gift." 

An Zhiyan looked at his nervous expression and felt a little complicated.

She grabbed Wen Tingsheng's arm and pulled him over. Wen Tingsheng was stunned, thinking that she had been moved. He became excited.

Then, An Zhiyan threw the car keys back into his pocket. She said coldly, "I don't need it." 

Wen Tingsheng's shoulders instantly slumped. Little Yan had rejected him.

"Little Yan..." Wen Tingsheng was very upset, but An Zhiyan opened the car door for him. "Mr. Wen, it's time to go." 

Wen Tingsheng was silent for a while.

"Alright." Wen Tingsheng finally gave in. He gave An Zhiyan a gentle hug. "Little Yan, Daddy won't give up. One day, you'll be willing to come home." 

He would do everything in his power to move his daughter's heart.

The car roared away. An Zhiyan stood under the streetlight and didn't turn around until the car disappeared into the alley.

She could feel that Wen Tingsheng was a good person. However, she didn't have the right to make decisions for Jiang Xinlan. Jiang Xinlan was obviously still unwilling to reconcile with Wen Tingsheng.

An Zhiyan put both hands in her pockets and went home. She was suddenly stunned. Her hand slowly came out of her pocket. In her hand lay a set of car keys. It was the car that Wen Tingsheng had given her.

Wen Tingsheng had slipped it into her pocket when he was hugging her.

It was obviously too late to turn around and chase after Wen Tingsheng. An Zhiyan frowned helplessly. She would find an opportunity to return it in the future.

An Zhiyan's attitude towards her studies and grades had obviously improved recently. The teachers in the school had become more friendly towards her. However, at the same time, those who hated her naturally hated her even more.

An Zhiyan had just walked out of the administrative building when she ran into Fu Ziheng.

"What's the matter?" An Zhiyan laughed mockingly. "Young master Fu felt that the person he hired was incompetent and didn't succeed in destroying me, so now he wants to do it himself?" 

With every word An Zhiyan spoke, she would take a step forward. Fu Ziheng also subconsciously took two steps back. An Zhiyan's words made his heart tighten. Could it be that she knew that he had hired someone to beat her up?

An Zhiyan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Fu Ziheng's body froze, but he would never admit that he had been afraid of An Zhiyan at that moment.

He sneered. "So what if I instigated it? It's not impossible for me to let you go, as long as you do two things." 

An Zhiyan crossed her arms and looked at him calmly.

"First, you are not allowed to appear in front of me in the future. Second, you are to disappear from Jiangzhou and not do anything harmful to An Yimo." 

Some students on campus saw Fu Ziheng and An Zhiyan together and quickly gathered around to watch.

Fu Ziheng was An Zhiyan's rumored boyfriend. And An Yimo had courted Fu Ziheng before. Now that the two of them were standing together, there was bound to be gossip.

"Since you want this..." An Zhiyan sneered. "Then, why don't we make a bet?" 

Fu Ziheng looked at An Zhiyan suspiciously.

"Three days from now, the DM Club will have a 1v1 race. Do you dare challenge me?" An Zhiyan deliberately provoked him.

Fu Ziheng was angered by her tone. "Why wouldn't I dare?!" 

Fu Ziheng's driving skills were not bad. Moreover, he was also a member of the DM Club, so he agreed immediately.

An Zhiyan said, "Okay, if I lose, I'll agree to what you just said. If I win, you can call me 'daddy' three times." 

An Zhiyan turned around and walked a few steps before she remembered something. She added, "The one who doesn't come is a loser." 

Fu Ziheng was so angry that his face was red and he clenched his fists.