School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 187 - 210: Got Hit

Chapter 187: Chapter 210: Got Hit

Facing Jiang Xiaomi’s assertive expression, Chen Nan couldn’t help but wonder. He had always been opposing her, this crazy woman should hate him, shouldn’t she? So why did she want to offer herself to him instead?

"I can’t do that," Chen Nan said directly.

Jiang Xiaomi picked up her coffee and gulped it down, not sipping, but gulping—a large gulp that finished more than half the cup in one go, "If you don’t yield to me today, I won’t help you with this favor."

Chen Nan said, "Does it have to be this way?"

"Nonsense, I never joke around."

"Alright then, as if I never said anything." Chen Nan took a sip of coffee, then stood up and said, "Take your time, I’m going to pay the bill and head back to school."

Seeing Chen Nan trying to leave, Jiang Xiaomi immediately got annoyed and pounded the table, "You bastard, stop right there!"

Chen Nan smiled helplessly, "I can’t agree to your terms."

Jiang Xiaomi’s face showed frustration, and with an eye roll, she said irritably, "If you don’t agree, you don’t agree. What’s the need to leave? Will it kill you to talk with me for a bit longer?"

"Since you’re not going to help me, I need to hurry up and find someone else who can!"

"I didn’t say I definitely wouldn’t help you!" Jiang Xiaomi stared at him and said, "Forget it, I won’t force you. Just spend this afternoon with me, and I’ll help you."

"This..."

Chen Nan was somewhat indecisive.

Jiang Xiaomi slammed her hand on the table, somewhat angrily, "I like you so much, would it kill you to spend some time with me?"

Chen Nan was not unwilling to accompany her, he was just pondering whether Su Qingqing, that pesky girl, would mind if he spent an entire afternoon with Jiang Xiaomi?

For that half of the drawing, he couldn’t worry about that pesky girl!

Chen Nan nodded and said, "Okay then, but let it be clear, just this afternoon. I won’t stay with you in the evening, and you better not try to take advantage of me."

"Me, take advantage of you? Why don’t you drop dead!" Jiang Xiaomi felt she had never been this irritated before, even if she wanted him to stay the evening, with her looks and figure, was he really at a loss?

"I didn’t say anything wrong, you might look good, but we still have to be clear about this."

"Fine, fine, I’m not that shameless, don’t worry about nothing." Jiang Xiaomi finished the rest of her coffee, stood up, and said, "Come on, let’s go have some fun at the bar."

Chen Nan glanced at the clock on the wall, "At this hour, aren’t the bars still closed?"

Jiang Xiaomi shook her head, grabbed his hand, and pulled him along, "I know a place that’s open 24 hours, just come with me."

Chen Nan was speechless.

He seriously wondered if this crazy woman was dragging him to a bar to get him drunk and then forcibly make a move on him?

After paying the bill, Chen Nan and Jiang Xiaomi walked out of the coffee shop.

Once outside, Chen Nan had been about to hail a taxi when Jiang Xiaomi grabbed him, then she made a phone call and asked someone to send a vehicle.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man arrived on a 900cc racing motorcycle, stopping at the curb.

"Uncle Wang, thanks for your trouble," Jiang Xiaomi walked over cheerfully.

Wang Hu got off the motorcycle, handed the keys to Jiang Xiaomi, and asked with concern, "Miss, why aren’t you attending classes at school? What do you need the motorcycle for?"

"You don’t need to worry about that." Jiang Xiaomi leaned in, secretly pointed at Chen Nan, and whispered, "I’m picking up a handsome guy."

Wang Hu paused for a moment, then with an understanding look, laughed, "Then I won’t bother you. I’ll be off."

Walking to the roadside, Wang Hu hailed a taxi and left. He was puzzled. Wasn’t this young lady once boasting that no man could conquer her? Why was she hitting on handsome guys now? Had she finally come to her senses?

Jiang Xiaomi jumped straight onto the motorcycle and said to Chen Nan, "What are you standing there for? Get on!"

Chen Nan walked over reluctantly. "I mean, I’m a guy here. Having a woman drive me around, where does that leave my pride? Get off, let me drive."

Jiang Xiaomi patted the seat and furrowed her brows, staring at Chen Nan, "Don’t forget you’re my man this afternoon. You have to listen to everything I say. Do you dare not get on?"

Chen Nan was utterly depressed but had no choice and hopped on.

Seeing Chen Nan’s frustrated face, Jiang Xiaomi was very pleased, thinking to herself, who asked you to refuse me, hmph, I just want to annoy you, the more depressed you are, the happier I get!

As Jiang Xiaomi was excitedly thinking this, she was about to start the motorcycle, but at that moment, Chen Nan’s phone rang.

He took it out and frowned; it was that sleazy Zhu Bajie.

"Bajie, what’s up?" Chen Nan asked.

"Big brother, Jiang and I got beaten up..."

Chen Nan frowned, "By whom? Not dead, are you?"

"It’s a long story, I’ll tell you later! Still alive for now, not gonna die."

"Okay, where are you? I’ll come check on you." Chen Nan said.

"Central Hospital, Room XX of the Inpatient Department."

Chen Nan laughed, "Hang in there, don’t die yet. If you have to die, wait for me to give you a send-off."

"Damn!"

"Damn it all." After hanging up the phone, Chen Nan turned to Jiang Xiaomi and said, "Zhu Bajie and the others got beaten up, let’s go to the hospital first."

"Alright, I’ll come with you."

Jiang Xiaomi nodded, then started the motorcycle, engaged the gear, and twisted the throttle hard. The clutch was released instantly, causing the front wheel to lift half a meter off the ground as the motorcycle sped off.

Her aggressive start startled Chen Nan, nearly flinging him straight up, prompting him to quickly wrap his arms around Jiang Xiaomi’s waist to stabilize himself.

Jiang Xiaomi wore an exhilarated expression on her face, thrilled with the effect.

Chen, I don’t believe I can’t win you over!

Jiang Xiaomi thought determinedly to herself, then twisted the throttle harder, causing the speed to soar again.

Standard motorcycles are the 125 type, which means a 0.125 liter displacement. Jiang Xiaomi’s 900, however, has a 0.9-liter displacement, essentially fitting a minivan’s engine on a motorcycle, with impressive power and predictably exceptional acceleration performance.

In just four seconds, the speed had already reached ninety miles per hour.

But just then, Jiang Xiaomi suddenly released the throttle and slammed on the brakes, causing the rear wheel to emit a screeching noise from the friction, then she turned sharply and drifted through an intersection.

Despite his martial arts mastery, Chen Nan couldn’t help but lean forward, crashing painfully into Jiang Xiaomi’s back. If he hadn’t gripped her waist tightly during the drift, he might have been thrown off for real.

"Won’t it kill you to slow down? I want to live a few more years!"

Jiang Xiaomi scoffed and retorted, "You coward, just hold on to me, you won’t die."

Hold on!

Hearing these words, Chen Nan instantly understood, "Damn it, you sly temptress, you’re driving wild just to take advantage of me!"