The Favored Heiress
Chapter 309: The Out-of-Control Ferrari

Chapter 309: Chapter 309: The Out-of-Control Ferrari

Shang Yu hooked her hand, looking ahead as he replied, "Indeed. But there’s no need to rush, we’ll find out the reason eventually."

Li Qiao agreed with his thoughts.

After all, with Shang Zonghai’s cunning and deep-seated schemes, if he didn’t want to speak, nobody could get it out of him.

Li Qiao walked forward a few steps, then suddenly paused, and the light in her eyes flickered, "I’m going to the restroom."

Shang Yu let go of her hand, watching Li Qiao and Luoyu’s figures, then turned his gaze back towards Yuezhai Hall.

His father was indeed hiding something from him.

...

In the restroom, Li Qiao closed the door and leaned against the partition, pulling out her cell phone from her pocket.

Two text messages and a missed call lay on the screen.

She clicked on the message to read it, and it was very long—it was actually the entire genealogy of the Shang Family Clan.

Li Qiao quickly scanned it and, just as the outside world said, there were indeed over a dozen collateral branches.

She soon saw the names Shang Fu and Shang Qiongying at the very end of the collateral branches.

And the branch they belonged to actually formed a separate line on its own.

Li Qiao squinted her eyes. She wasn’t interested in the Shang’s genealogy; if she wanted to know, she could have asked Shang Yu directly, instead of going through such an unnecessary effort.

So, Li Qiao quickly exited the page and opened another text message.

The screen was filled with jumbled English letters, dazzling her eyes until they hurt.

Li Qiao immediately frowned in irritation, pinching the phone screen, her face impatient.

Was this some kind of joke?

The Shang family genealogy sent to her wasn’t encrypted, yet this message was encoded using Bacon’s cipher.

Bacon’s cipher uses groups of five characters to represent an external letter, and Li Qiao scrolled down a bit more. With such a long, jumbled content, it’s very likely that the sender had sent her the message in Chinese pinyin.

Looking at her phone, Li Qiao couldn’t help but kick the partition.

Immediately after, Luoyu’s anxious voice came from outside the door, "Miss Li, are you alright?"

Li Qiao knocked the back of her head against the door, responding dully, "I’m fine; just a numb leg."

"Oh, call me anytime if you need anything."

With Luoyu waiting just outside the stall, Li Qiao had no choice but to focus and start deciphering the content.

Three minutes later, she had typed out the decrypted content, pinyin: bu yong xie, wu dian dao (no need to thank, arrive at five).

Li Qiao looked at the words expressionlessly, suppressing the restlessness in her heart as she rapidly typed out two rows of scrambled letters and tapped to send them.

Then, as she was pressing the flush button on the toilet, another text message popped up on her phone: FUCK???

The response was quick.

What she sent to the other party, when decrypted, was exactly that word.

Li Qiao curled her lips into a cold smile, then after moving the other party’s messages into a hidden folder, she walked out of the restroom with an indifferent face.

...

After leaving the old mansion, Wei Ang’s convoy drove steadily towards Paibo Mountain.

Li Qiao and Shang Yu were sitting in the Ou Lu in the middle, with two cars leading the way and bringing up the rear.

Because Paibo Mountain was quite far away, the number of vehicles around them gradually decreased as they went.

As the three cars were crossing an intersection in succession, a runaway red Ferrari Enzo came speeding toward the middle Ou Lu.

The massive engine roar almost drowned out all the other sounds around.

Seated in the passenger seat, Wei Ang scanned disdainfully, then turned back to the two in the backseat, "Eldest Young Master, Miss Li, please brace yourselves."

The moment the words dropped, the driver violently turned the steering wheel to the left, skidding to evade, while the third Ou Lu car behind them instantly revved up, and unyieldingly side-swiped the driver’s door of the Ferrari.

The Ou Lu car continued to accelerate, forcefully pushing the Ferrari sports car several meters aside, so that the immense impact flipped the car over, causing it to roll twice on the road.

In an instant, dust and smoke billowed.

At this point, all the doors of the third Ou Lu opened, and four bodyguards from the old house stepped out.

Wei Ang also took the opportune moment to step out of the car.

Two bodyguards approached Wei Ang, while the other two went near the Ferrari.

Meanwhile, Liuyun and the others from the front car also got out of their vehicle.

In the backseat, Shang Yu rested his elbow on the doorframe, his posture still lazy and casual, and in his arms was Li Qiao, whom he had tightly grasped with one arm the instant the accident happened.

The world outside the window seemed to return to calmness, and the man gave a fleeting glance before lowering his eyelids, perfectly meeting Li Qiao’s upward gaze.

Shang Yu’s eyebrows quirked slightly, his thin lips lifted into a hint of a smile, "Scared?"

Li Qiao took a small breath, blinked, and nodded, "Yes, terribly frightened." After saying this, she snuggled her head further into the man’s embrace, a playful smile on her lips, "So, Master Yan, you should protect me well."

The driver in the front glanced in the rear-view mirror, a hint of disappointment in his expression.

Indeed, just a little girl, to be frightened by such a small scene.

After a short while, Wei Ang, with the four bodyguards, returned.

Shang Yu slowly lowered the car window, and Wei Ang bent down to speak, his expression strange, "Eldest Young Master, something’s not right. There’s... no one in that sports car."

Upon hearing this, the man’s expression remained unchanged, his gaze angled towards the flipped car on the road. He waved a hand, "Hmm, send someone to handle this, everyone else can go back."

Wei Ang’s eyes flickered faintly, as if he had more to say but hesitated.

After a moment of deliberation, he still said nothing, arranging for the bodyguards from the third car to stay and deal with the aftermath while signaling Liuyun and the others to get back into the car, and the other two cars then left the intersection.

During the resumed journey, Wei Ang remained heavy with thoughts.

After a few quiet minutes, he turned from the front seat to face the back, his expression grave, "Eldest Young Master, aside from those from the old house, who else knew about your return to Parma?"

Shang Yu still had his arms around Li Qiao when he heard Wei Ang’s question. He merely lifted his eyelids to look at him and did not reply.

Seeing this, Wei Ang swallowed hard and hurriedly explained, "I—I didn’t mean anything by it, but the accident was too strange – the car came at us so fast, yet there was nobody inside, this..."

"Remote driving technology." Those words came from Li Qiao.

She laid her head back against Shang Yu’s shoulder, casually providing an answer.

Wei Ang furrowed his brows, met Li Qiao’s gaze, and expressed a bit of disagreement, "The Ferrari Enzo model doesn’t have an autonomous driving system."

Li Qiao glanced at him lazily and said flatly, "Who told you that car was a Ferrari Enzo?"

Wei Ang was taken aback, feeling somewhat irritated.

He thought this Miss Li was intentionally stirring up trouble.

A Ferrari Enzo is a classic model, anyone who knows about cars would recognize it.

Moreover, the car’s undercarriage was flipped over, leaving no room for doubt.

At this moment, Shang Yu propped Li Qiao’s shoulder up, his deep voice laced with an indiscernible mirth, "Have you noticed something?"

Li Qiao sat up from his embrace, leaning back on her seat, and began speaking at a measured pace, "A kit car."

"No..." It couldn’t be. Wei Ang intuitively wanted to argue.

But as the first word left his mouth, he was hit by Shang Yu’s stern, cold gaze; the last two words were forcibly stuck in his throat.

Li Qiao slowly crossed her legs, glanced at Wei Ang, then turned her head to the man and said, "That car was probably modified from an autonomous vehicle. If nothing unexpected happened, the avoidance system of the autonomous driving has also been tampered with."