Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.
You’re My Belated Happiness
Chapter 70 Side Story 3 Part 3
Xu Huaishi jumped onto the back seat of the bike and said: “Why didn’t you say so earlier and kept chatting as if you’re in a melodrama, hurry, hurry!”
“You think this is slow? Sit tight.”
Zhao Yi stepped on the pedal and the bike sped forward. Xu Huaishi lost her balance and tightly hugged Zhao Yi’s waist: “Are you trying to kill me?”
Zhao Yi was out of breath from her tight embrace. He yelled towards her in the back: “You’re the one trying to kill me!”
Three minutes later they rushed to the bus stop. Both of them were panting without an ounce of romantic feeling at all.
Xu Huaishi took off the scarf. As she was about to hand it over to Zhao Yi, there was a silver sports car coming towards them and stopped right in front of them.
It was the Reventon Zhao Yi mentioned earlier.
Xu Huaishi was caught by surprise. The window of the car rolled down and a woman’s face showed up behind the window. She looked somewhat familiar.
Zhao Yi’s hand paused mid air and said in amazement: “Mom, why are you here?”
Xu Huaishi: “......”
Her face hurt a little.
She wondered whether she was going to be mistaken for having puppy love again and her own mother would be called.
Zhao Yi evidently also thought about it and hurriedly explained: “Mom, I’m not……”
“I know.” Mrs. Zhao smiled and looked towards Xu Huaishi: “You’re Huaishi, right? Get in the car, auntie will take you home.”
“......”
Last time when they were in front of the police station, this auntie had a look that said “I’ll give you five million, leave my son alone”. Right now, the way she looked at Xu Huaishi was something different – – “such a clever girl, I want to take her back home to be my daughter-in-law.”
Xu Huaishi looked at Zhao Yi and noticed that he was also confused. She hastily shook her hand: “There’s no need, auntie. My bus will be here shortly.”
Mrs. Zhao smiled: “Which route are you waiting for?”
“Route 19.”
“I just saw the last bus drive away.”
Xu Huaishi said in a low voice: “Uhm.” She looked at Zhao Yi again.
Zhao Yi pointed his chin at the car: “Get in, then.”
Xu Huaishi: “Oh.” She thanked Mrs. Zhao and got in the car. Then she felt there was something not quite right. She pointed at Zhao Yi and asked Mrs. Zhao: “Auntie, if I ride in your car, what about him……”
This car doesn’t have a back seat.
“We don’t drive him to and from school anyway. Riding a bike is a good exercise. He’ll go home by himself.” When she finished talking, she stepped on the accelerator with a smile.
When Xu Huaishi realized what was happening, she threw the scarf out of the window at Zhao Yi.
The scarf flew with the wind created by the fifteen million luxury car and pasted on Zhao Yi’s face.
He almost suffocated. Once he pulled the scarf off his face, he saw a route 19 bus slowly come his way, slowly stopping right in front of him.
Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.
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