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Chapter 194 - 077: Terrible Power, Confess Identity_3

Chapter 194: 077: Terrible Power, Confess Identity_3

Because Zuo Sen was not the only one with this idea.

"Sixty-eight," Lin Wu replied seriously.

"Really?" Zuo Sen was shocked.

Lin Wu nodded slightly.

Lin Bin immediately added, "No wonder, no wonder you’re so impressive."

An Zhenbang looked at Lin Wu, trying to find traces of age on her face, "Then, then you’ve taken great care of yourself!"

Seeing their reactions, Lin Wu let out a soft laugh.

For a moment, even An Zhenbang could not tell if Lin Wu was joking or serious.

She appeared only seventeen or eighteen years old.

But her strength was well above someone in their seventies or eighties.

Lin Wu picked up the duckbill cap from the table and put it on her head, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going first. Good luck with your experiment."

"Miss Lin, wait a moment," An Zhenbang called out to Lin Wu’s retreating figure.

Lin Wu looked back slightly, "Is there something else?"

An Zhenbang pulled out his phone, "Miss Lin, can I add you on WeChat?"

"Sure." Lin Wu took out her phone.

Beep!

Successfully added.

Zuo Sen and Lin Bin also wanted to add the big shot’s WeChat, but neither dared to speak up.

An Zhenbang continued, "Miss Lin, if you have time, I would like to invite you to visit my lab."

"Okay," Lin Wu nodded slightly.

Zuo Sen, as if remembering something, picked up the fresh flowers from the table, "Miss Lin, your flowers."

Lin Wu had forgotten about the bouquet she had yet to take, "Thank you."

After taking the flowers, Lin Wu turned and left.

At this moment, An Zhenbang remembered that he should offer to give Lin Wu a ride. Thinking of this, he immediately grabbed the car keys from the table, "I’ll go take Miss Lin. You two wait here for me."

Having said this, An Zhenbang quickly ran out.

However,

by the time he chased outside, Lin Wu’s figure had already disappeared from the air.

**

Lin Wu, holding the Chrysanthemum, had just left the teahouse when a car stopped in front of her.

A black Volkswagen, not only an old model from over a decade ago but also a manual transmission.

It was not easy to find such a car in Qing City.

As Lin Wu wondered who it was, the car window slowly rolled down, revealing a face with sharp features, "Kid."

"Old Iron?" Lin Wu raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Get in," Lu Ye continued.

Lin Wu didn’t hesitate, opened the passenger door, and got into the car.

"Where to?" Lu Ye asked.

"Home," Lin Wu replied, "No. 108 Wutong Road."

Lu Ye held the steering wheel with one hand and placed the other on the gear stick, "Just happens to be on the way."

After speaking, Lu Ye’s gaze fell on the fresh flowers in Lin Wu’s arms.

Chrysanthemums?

"Are you going to visit an elder?"

Lin Wu smiled faintly, "No, these were given to me by someone."

Although Lu Ye had never given flowers to a girl, he knew Chrysanthemums were typically given to elders. His thin lips curved slightly, "Nice flowers."

"I think so too."

"Someone pursuing you gave them to you?" Lu Ye asked nonchalantly, anticipating Lin Wu’s answer.

This flower...

Who could have sent it?

From Lin Wu’s demeanor, she seemed quite pleased with it.

"Do you give Chrysanthemums when you pursue women?" Lin Wu countered.

Lu Ye kept his gaze straight ahead, "I’ve never pursued a woman."

Lin Wu clicked her tongue, "I wouldn’t have guessed."

"You don’t believe that?" Lu Ye asked.

Lin Wu narrowed those pretty peach-blossom-like eyes and seriously said, "They say men with thin lips are fickle and flirtatious."

"Who says that?" Lu Ye asked with a slight frown.

"That’s what they all say," Lin Wu replied.

"Rumors," he thought. He had never even dated, yet he’s being called a flirt?

That wasn’t fair to him.

"I’m not flirtatious," Lu Ye added.

Lin Wu looked down at the flowers, "Who knows? Just like a thief’s face doesn’t have the word ’thief’ written on it."

Mr. Lu, usually so hard to predict, for the first time was left speechless by a retort.

What’s worse,

he couldn’t think of any words to refute her.

Before long,

the car reached Wutong Road.

Lin Wu got out of the car with the flowers, "Thanks, Old Iron, I’ll treat you to milk tea next time."

"Okay," he replied.

This scene was just witnessed by Sun Shanshan who was passing by.

Chai Minglu, standing beside Sun Shanshan, exclaimed in surprise, "Isn’t that your cousin?"

Sun Shanshan nodded, "It seems so."

Chai Minglu squinted her eyes, "Is the guy who drove her home her boyfriend? He’s so handsome! I knew your cousin was so pretty, she’s bound to snag a wealthy man."

Lin Wu’s looks were not just unique in their small courtyard; even in the whole of Qing City, she was one of a kind.

Hearing this, Sun Shanshan snorted softly, "Where do you see that guy being wealthy?"

Chai Minglu said, "He’s driving a sedan, isn’t that rich enough?"

Chai Minglu was the third daughter of the Chai family and due to various reasons, she was raised at her grandmother’s home in the countryside until she was seventeen, so she hadn’t seen much of the world. In her eyes, anyone who could afford to drive a car was considered wealthy.