Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 405 - 405 401 Shen Yan's Plea

405: Chapter 401 Shen Yan’s Plea 405: Chapter 401 Shen Yan’s Plea Although the paparazzi were essentially shaken off, Shen Yan was still quite scared.

She’d never experienced such a thrilling scene before, believing several times that they were going to crash, which scared her so much that she grabbed the seat with her hand behind her back and shut her beautiful eyes, screaming continuously.

A little over ten minutes later, after making turns at over a dozen intersections, they no longer needed to worry about the paparazzi catching up, and Ye Fan finally slowed down to a normal speed, driving with the rolling traffic.

“Hehe, sorry to have scared you,” Ye Fan said, apologizing to Shen Yan as he turned his head.

Shen Yan finally caught her breath and gently patted her lovely chest, releasing a sigh of relief.

“It’s alright, it’s alright.” After a short recovery, Shen Yan turned excitedly to Ye Fan and said, “Quite thrilling.

No wonder so many like to risk their lives racing.”

Seeing that Shen Yan didn’t appear to be uncomfortable, Ye Fan was reassured and turned back to continue driving.

At that moment, Shen Yan curiously asked, “Ye Fan, I didn’t expect you to be such an amazing driver.

Have you ever raced in Longwan Mountain?”

She wasn’t unfamiliar with Hua Hai city.

She studied at the Huahai Music College, and because of her astonishing talent, she was chosen by Yan Yusong as his Direct Disciple.

She had heard of the racing haven, Longwan Mountain.

“I’m not into street racing,” Ye Fan shook his head.

Shen Yan giggled lightly and said, “I don’t have a negative opinion of racers at all.

Come on, tell me, how did you learn to drive so well?”

“I’m really not a street racer,” Ye Fan denied, “I’m not interested in racing.”

“Ah, that’s too bad,” Shen Yan said with regret, “I was actually hoping you’d take me to Longwan Mountain to see it for myself.”

“You’re a big star, aren’t you afraid of being recognized and ruining your career?” Ye Fan said.

Shen Yan scoffed coyly, “What’s there to fear?

I could wear a mask just like you, and as long as I don’t get out of the car, who would guess I’d be at Longwan Mountain racing?”

Seeing Shen Yan like this, Ye Fan said, “Actually, Longwan Mountain isn’t that fun.

I’ve been there twice.”

“Then you have to take me there, please?

Pretty please?” Shen Yan begged with bright eyes.

If the paparazzi had caught up at that moment and snapped a photo of Shen Yan acting coquettishly towards Ye Fan, probably countless people would be gaping at the picture that very evening, stunned that the top idol in Asia, with tens of millions of fans, was fawning over a seemingly ordinary young man!

Many obsessive fans would likely cry their eyes out overnight.

After a moment of contemplation, Ye Fan said, “Alright.”

Shen Yan cheered joyfully.

The two of them chatted and laughed for a while, and finally, a few minutes later, they arrived near a crosswalk with many pedestrians.

Ye Fan parked the car, told Shen Yan “bye,” took the bag with the mask, got out of the car, and quickly blended into the crowd, disappearing in no time.

Shen Yan stared blankly at the crowd where Ye Fan had vanished for a while, then snapped back to reality and unbuckled her seatbelt.

As she prepared to move back to the driver’s seat, the scene where she and Ye Fan had hastily swapped seats popped into her mind, recalling how she had completely settled into Ye Fan’s arms, and her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.

“This bad guy, he must have taken advantage of me!” she murmured sheepishly, yet her face wore a pleased expression.

Ye Fan took a taxi back near Nahua Records, found his car, and then headed back to the Emali Group.

However, before he could get back to the Emali Group, he received a phone call from Li Zhaojun.

“Ye Fan, where are you?” Li Zhaojun asked over the phone.

Ye Fan said, “On my way back to the group.

What’s up?”

“Nothing much, I just got off work early and couldn’t find you, so I thought I’d call,” Li Zhaojun said.

Ye Fan replied, “Oh.

I’ll be there soon, in ten minutes.”

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan pressed the gas pedal deeper.

Eight minutes later, Ye Fan drove into Emali Corporation’s underground parking lot and was about to park when he saw Li Zhaojun already standing a few meters in front of the elevator doors with a poised posture.

So, he immediately turned the car around and drove up to stop in front of Li Zhaojun.

Pushing the passenger-side door open, Ye Fan leaned out and called, “Get in.”

A charming fragrance wafted in as Li Zhaojun sat down in the passenger seat.

As Ye Fan started the car and headed towards the parking lot exit, he asked casually, “What’s so urgent?”

As far as he knew, Li Zhaojun seldom finished work early, let alone arrive early at the underground parking to wait for his car.

Li Zhaojun buckled her seatbelt and said with a gentle tone, “No urgent matter.

It’s just that, after all, our mom is staying at our house; I was worried she might come back from finishing her work and find no one to keep her company.”

Hearing this, Ye Fan fell silent.

However, Li Zhaojun did not notice Ye Fan’s expression and soon started to chat casually with him.

Driving back to the villa, Qiao Feixuan had not yet returned.

Ye Fan sat on the sofa in the living room to rest and drink water while Li Zhaojun first went to the kitchen to see how the family chef was doing with dinner before coming back to sit with Ye Fan.

Li Zhaojun made tea, and the two of them chatted leisurely and sipped tea while waiting for Qiao Feixuan to return.

They did not find it boring, and in fact, they chatted quite cheerfully.

At around 6:10 pm, Qiao Feixuan finally arrived.

As soon as she entered the living room on the first floor and saw that Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun had already returned and seemed to be leisurely drinking tea while waiting for her, she checked the time to confirm it was 6:13 pm and couldn’t help but say with a smile, “You left work early, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun stood up together.

Ye Fan asked with concern, “Mom, did work go smoothly for you today?”

Qiao Feixuan walked gracefully to the sofa and sat down, and, at the right moment, Li Zhaojun served her a cup of tea.

She took the tea and said to Ye Fan, “When has your mom ever had trouble getting things done?” Then she savored a delightful sip of tea.

After setting down the teacup, as Li Zhaojun continued to pour her tea, she turned to Ye Fan with a smile and said, “I didn’t expect you, my son, to know to come back early.

It seems that I haven’t spoiled you for twenty-some years for nothing.”

Ye Fan smiled somewhat sheepishly and glanced at Li Zhaojun.

Li Zhaojun, with her eyes lowered obediently, continued to pour the tea without speaking.

Qiao Feixuan savored another cup of tea and then said to Li Zhaojun with a smile, “This tea is made by you, right?

The craftsmanship is truly good.”

Ye Fan couldn’t help but exclaim, “Why couldn’t it have been made by me?”

Qiao Feixuan gave Ye Fan a sideways glance and snorted disdainfully, “You?

Don’t take your wife’s credit to prop up your face.

Do you think I don’t know what the tea you make tastes like?”

Ye Fan’s face turned red.

Qiao Feixuan’s words inadvertently hit his point of embarrassment, not about making tea, but rather about coming home early to wait for Qiao Feixuan.

“Giggle, did I hit the nail on the head?

Your face has gone red, right?

As the saying goes, ‘The mother knows her son best!'” Qiao Feixuan teased Ye Fan.

Ye Fan’s face turned even redder, as if it could bleed.

Beside him, Li Zhaojun “pfft” covered her mouth to giggle, incomparably beautiful, making Ye Fan stare in a daze.