Chapter 96 Don't Get Any Ideas About Me

Chu Yuxuan remembered that while they were halfway through their meal, two cars had stopped not far from the food stall. At that time, one of the cars had its headlights on, shining into his eyes, which made him take a closer look.

From that moment until they finished eating, nearly twenty minutes had passed, yet no one got out of those cars. Just as they started to leave, those cars began following them, which made Chu Yuxuan a bit wary.

But could it just be a coincidence?

To verify his suspicion, Chu Yuxuan deliberately took a few detours, but the two cars continued to follow closely behind. It couldn't be that much of a coincidence, could it?

It was definitely a tail.

Chu Yuxuan pondered who could be behind this. Given recent events, it was likely people associated with Mr. Jin. They had tried to use Mr. Jin against him and his father, but it hadn't worked out and even led to Mr. Jin being silenced. There was no way they would just give up after such an effort; they were bound to try something else.

Besides them, who else could it be? It couldn't be that Aida Jing, could it? A so-called celebrity from Beijing wouldn't have the guts to challenge the Chumen family here in Jiangcheng.

Chu Yuxuan kept glancing at the rearview mirror while occasionally stealing a look at Zhao Yanan. After some consideration, he shifted gears and hit the gas. With the superior performance of his GTR, he quickly lost the two cars in the twists and turns of the road.

Although finding out who was following them was important, it wasn't more important than ensuring his wife's safety. So, Chu Yuxuan decided to drop off the beautiful lady at home first. Later, he could go out alone to draw them out—it wouldn't be difficult.

The sudden acceleration made Zhao Yanan feel uneasy. She glanced at the speedometer, which read nearly 130 km/h.

"Chu Yuxuan, the speed limit is 90."

Chu Yuxuan grinned, reached out to press a green button on the center console, and calmly said, "No worries."

Zhao Yanan eyed him suspiciously.

"That button is for changing the license plate," Chu Yuxuan explained.

Zhao Yanan was momentarily shocked, not understanding why his car had such a high-tech feature. But what she meant wasn't about getting caught for speeding; she was genuinely afraid and frowned, saying, "It's too fast. Aren't you worried about an accident?"

Chu Yuxuan raised an eyebrow, smiling oddly. "Yanan, you might not believe it, but you're the first person who thinks driving at 130 is fast and is worried about an accident."

Hearing this, Zhao Yanan examined the complicated center console and the unusually long gear stick. She realized that, aside from its ordinary appearance, this car was far from ordinary. She asked, puzzled, "Are you really good at driving?"

Chu Yuxuan glanced at her with a smile in his eyes, but he didn't respond.

Soon, they arrived at the underground parking garage of their apartment complex.

Zhao Yanan had been anxious the entire ride, but in the end, her worry was for nothing. This playboy really could drive. No matter how fast he went, the car remained steady, and she didn't feel car sick.

However, she had originally planned to have Chu Yuxuan drop her off at the entrance of the complex so she could buy something at the supermarket, but her anxiety had made her forget.

"Chu Yuxuan, you go upstairs first. I'm going to buy something at the complex entrance."

As they entered the elevator, Zhao Yanan pressed the button for the first floor.

Chu Yuxuan didn't press the button for their floor but smiled and said, "I need to buy something too. Let's go together."

In the quiet of the night, they walked side by side. The dim streetlights of the complex cast a soft glow, and the moonlight was cold and serene. Chu Yuxuan occasionally turned his head to admire the beautiful profile of the woman beside him, a smile playing on his lips.

Zhao Yanan felt his gaze, which made her uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything. They walked in silence until they finished shopping at the supermarket and were about to return to the complex. By coincidence, they ran into Li Bin and his group.

"Well, well, Brother Chu!"

A man in his thirties, surrounded by seven or eight rowdy younger men, greeted Chu Yuxuan with a flattering smile, even though Chu Yuxuan was several years younger than him.

"Do you live here?" Chu Yuxuan asked, curling his lips.

"Yeah... Brother Chu, don't call me that; it feels weird."

Li Bin forced a smile and then looked at Zhao Yanan beside Chu Yuxuan. "Is this sister-in-law? Hello, sister-in-law!"

The younger men behind him all chimed in, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

Zhao Yanan was speechless...

Chu Yuxuan also felt awkward. Seeing that Li Bin was slightly tipsy, he asked, "What are you doing here so late? Do you live here?"

Li Bin waved his hands repeatedly. "I can't afford a place here..."

He pointed to a nearby barbecue joint. "Had a few drinks with the brothers and came over for some grilled meat. Chu... Chief Chu, want to join us?"

Chu Yuxuan shook his head. "No, you guys go ahead. My wife and I are heading home."

"Alright, alright..."

As they re-entered the complex, Zhao Yanan asked, "How do you know people like that? They don't look like decent folks."

Chu Yuxuan responded nonchalantly, "Met them while drinking at a bar."

"Why do they call you 'Brother'? And that big guy too—he called you 'Brother'," Zhao Yanan said suspiciously.

After a moment's thought, Chu Yuxuan shrugged it off. "Maybe because I'm handsome and rich."

Zhao Yanan rolled her eyes. "Shameless."

"Thanks, that's what everyone says."

Zhao Yanan was at a loss for words. After walking a bit further, she suddenly stopped, looked up at Chu Yuxuan, and asked abruptly, "Chu Yuxuan, do you have feelings for me?"

Chu Yuxuan didn't deny it. "Having feelings for my own wife isn't too much, is it?"

Zhao Yanan gradually slowed her pace, lifted her face to look at him, and said seriously, "It's not possible between us. Don't waste your time on me, and don't be too nice to me. I think the way we interact now is just right."

Chu Yuxuan smiled softly. "How do you know it's not possible if you don't try?"

"I..." Zhao Yanan hesitated, struggling to speak. After a long pause, she said, "You've probably noticed—I can't interact normally with men... Chu Yuxuan, I'm sick. It's a serious psychological illness."

A hint of concern flashed in Chu Yuxuan's eyes, and he spoke gently, "It's not terminal; it doesn't matter."

Zhao Yanan frowned, her voice cool. "Even if I wasn't sick, we wouldn't be suitable... Chu Yuxuan, you're a frivolous person. Your feelings for me are probably just because I'm pretty, and you want to have some fun, right?"

Chu Yuxuan took a deep breath, his gaze flickering. He wanted to explain but didn't know how. Instead, he mumbled, "You know me too well..."

They didn't speak further and walked home in silence.

When Zhao Yanan opened the door, she paused and turned to look at Chu Yuxuan standing behind her, her expression awkward. "Good night."

Chu Yuxuan extended his hand. "Good night."

Zhao Yanan pursed her lips and lightly shook his hand. "Thank you."

Then she entered the house and closed the door.

Chu Yuxuan let out a helpless sigh, not planning to stay home. Instead, he entered the elevator and pressed the button for the second basement level. As he did, he pulled out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Lao Wu: "Don't go to sleep yet. I'll be there soon; there's something I need to handle."

"Ding..."

The elevator arrived at the second basement level. As the doors slowly opened with a "whoosh," Chu Yuxuan pocketed his phone and looked up, only to be shocked by the sight before him. Standing in front of him was a large group of people—at least fourteen or fifteen—each tall and imposing, wearing hats and masks, and all holding machetes!