Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 140: Let You Own the Whole World

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Let You Own the Whole World

Song Xiaoru’s heart softened when she saw the Mistress already terrified to that extent; she wanted to let her go, but Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "Sis, the car is ours now, come on, I’ll take you for a spin."

"Big brother! This..." Chen Zixu immediately cozying up to Song Xiaodong’s side.

"You little rascal, you’re quite capable. Today’s my sister’s birthday, I don’t have time to deal with you. I’ll find you tomorrow night!"

"Done! Done!" Chen Zixu immediately agreed, thrilled.

Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru drove out of the 4S store without noticing how Chen Zixu dealt with the Mistress. Such people were not even worth his attention.

"Sis, why aren’t you talking?" Song Xiaodong, driving the car, asked with a smile.

"Xiaodong... Is... Is this car really ours now?" Song Xiaoru pinched her cheek.

"Of course, it’s ours now. What’s the matter?" Song Xiaodong asked with a beaming smile.

Song Xiaoru muttered dreamily, "How can I feel like I’m dreaming? This is so surreal. A Ferrari, I never even dreamt of owning such a car in my life."

Song Xiaodong took Song Xiaoru’s hand and said, "Sis, this is just the beginning. I will make sure you have more and more, giving you the whole world."

Song Xiaoru turned to look at Song Xiaodong, and there was a kind of infatuation in her eyes as she said, "Now, I believe whatever you say. Ah, just focus on driving; why did you even reach your hand over?" saying this as she pushed his hand away.

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "Sis, not to boast, but I could drive this car seamlessly even with one hand. With such a good car, shouldn’t we test its performance, maybe speed up once?"

"No, no, just drive properly. Why speed up?" Song Xiaoru instantly refused, dismissing any illegal activities.

Song Xiaodong didn’t insist further. He knew his sister’s temperament; involving her in overly thrilling activities might be too much for her.

"Sis, how about we go for a big meal then? What do you think?" Song Xiaodong asked.

Song Xiaoru thought for a moment and said, "Let’s go home to eat. I’m feeling overwhelmed right now, the surprise you gave me was too big. I want to go home and digest it all."

Song Xiaodong gave a slight smile and said, "Alright, let’s do as you wish."

Suddenly, Song Xiaoru exclaimed, "Wait, don’t drive this car home."

"What’s wrong?" Song Xiaodong asked, puzzled.

Song Xiaoru hurriedly said, "This car is so expensive, and our area is quite chaotic. If someone gets jealous, or a mischievous child scratches it, it would be disastrous. Doesn’t our newly purchased home have a parking spot? Let’s park the car there."

"Oh... I was actually thinking of showing off by driving back to our place."

"Let’s not be so ostentatious. I’m still not used to this," she replied.

Unable to argue with Song Xiaoru, Song Xiaodong could only drive the car to the underground parking of their new residential area, and then they took a taxi home, which made Song Xiaodong somewhat exasperated—having a luxury car but still needing to take a taxi.

"Xiaodong, pinch me," Song Xiaoru said as she sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong sat down next to Song Xiaoru, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and gently shook her, saying, "Sis, don’t doubt that you’re dreaming, this is all real. I wouldn’t dream of pinching you."

Song Xiaoru shook her head vigorously and took a few deep breaths, taking a while to calm down. Finally, looking at Song Xiaodong who was now lying on her bed, she said, "Xiaodong, we... we didn’t pay for this car, right?"

"Yeah, we didn’t pay now, but later we still have to pay the taxes and get the license plate; it will cost a bit."

"That must be a fair amount of money, right?"

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "We didn’t pay for the car, it’d be rather embarrassing to let someone else cover the paperwork fees."

"True... Xiaodong!" Song Xiaoru suddenly frowned and said, "Today, the argument with that woman, was it because you were worried I wouldn’t buy this car?"

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Nothing gets by my sister."

Song Xiaoru hit Song Xiaodong on the leg and huffed, "Humph, think you can fool me with your little tricks? Gosh, you really know how to splurge, buying such an expensive car. I’m too scared to even drive it."

Song Xiaodong replied, "What’s there to fear? It’s insured. If it gets damaged... pfft! When you drive such a car, other cars will steer clear of you, making it even safer."

"I still won’t drive it. Keep it for yourself. Imagine me going to work in a 5-6 million Yuan car. What would people at the office think? Plus, our company doesn’t have an underground parking lot. I’d have to park it by the road, and I’d spend all day worrying whether it’s been scratched or damaged. I’d be too distracted by the car."

Song Xiaodong was perplexed for a moment, as he hadn’t considered all these details. Now that Song Xiaoru mentioned them, indeed, this was an issue. Song Xiaoru, accustomed to a life of hardship, suddenly transitioning to such luxury was surely overwhelming. Perhaps he had been too hasty—what he brought to Song Xiaoru might not have been happiness but a burden.

Of course, this was also because Song Xiaoru was not one to show off. Had it been a greedy, vain person, they would be terrified others might not know of their wealth.

Song Xiaodong said, "Since it was free, decide whenever you want to drive it, or we can buy another car later for daily commuting."

Song Xiaoru agreed repeatedly, "Okay, okay, that sounds better. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t dare to drive it out."

Song Xiaodong wasn’t in a rush. Song Xiaoru always needed time to adapt; eventually, she would get used to it, he said, "As long as you are happy, any way is fine."

"Oh yes!" Song Xiaodong suddenly sat up and said, "Sis, let me give you a massage."

"A massage?" Song Xiaoru looked at Song Xiaodong, puzzled.

"Yeah, your brother’s massage skills are extraordinary, and not just anyone gets this opportunity. Come on, lie down." Song Xiaodong, without further ado, placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed.

"You rascal, do you even know how to massage?" Song Xiaoru chided playfully, yet her face bore a smile.

Song Xiaodong proudly said, "Just you wait and see; today you’ll experience my skills. I guarantee that from today onwards, if I ever skip a day without giving you a massage, you’d miss it terribly."

"Really? Hey, hey, rascal, what are you doing? You don’t need to help me undress!"