"Fasten your seatbelt."
Su Yurou pulled the seatbelt and draped it diagonally across her body.
Lin Fan couldn't find his seatbelt and his forehead began to sweat with anxiety.
"I'll help you."
Su Yurou finished speaking, and then unbuckled her own seatbelt.
Next, she reached her body into the narrow space and personally helped Lin Fan buckle his seatbelt.
A faint fragrance filled Lin Fan's nostrils.
Unlike the fresh scent of the lemon-scented air freshener in the car, this was a captivating scent that belonged to a mature woman.
"There, ouch!"
Suddenly, Su Yurou's body stiffened, and a look of pain appeared on her face.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Fan asked with concern.
"It's nothing, an old problem."
Su Yurou gasped, holding her waist with her right hand and not daring to move.
Her pretty face was pale, and she said in a low voice, "I'll be fine after a moment's rest."
Seeing her discomfort, Lin Fan said, "How about I give you a massage? I know some traditional Chinese medicine techniques."
"You?" Su Yurou was slightly taken aback, "Can you do it?"
She endured the pain and tried to return to the driver's seat, but her waist felt as if steel needles were pricking it, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
"Whether it works or not, we'll know if we try."
Lin Fan's tone was neither hurried nor slow, exuding an irresistible confidence.
Su Yurou did not hesitate, "Then please give me a massage, sis."
Lin Fan nodded, then extended his left hand, reaching around her soft waist.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Lin Fan lifted the hem of her clothes.
A coolness spread across her back, and Su Yurou immediately tensed up.
She felt a rough, small hand gently cover her waist.
Lin Fan remained calm and collected, activating his dan tian and circulating his purple qi into his hands.
"Mm!"
Su Yurou let out a soft gasp, and immediately felt a warmth emanating from the painful area of her waist.
This warmth seemed to moisten her internal organs like the gentle sun, and her often-troubled lumbar spine.
The pleasant temperature brought a warm sensation, making her feel incredibly comfortable all over.
In less than ten seconds, a look of contentment appeared on her face, and she let out a pleasant hum, "It's miraculous!"
Lin Fan sighed and withdrew his hand.
Gazing at his dan tian, he noticed that the purple qi vortex had shrunk slightly.
But it didn't matter, he could find a quiet place tonight to practice the Shen Huang Jue to replenish his purple qi.
"Don't stop, keep massaging me, sis."
Su Yurou, having tasted the benefits, suddenly turned around, her back facing Lin Fan, and shifted her hips.
"Quick."
Su Yurou placed her jade-like hands on the car window, completely unaware that this posture was rather undignified.
"Oh, okay."
Lin Fan's heart pounded, his blood surged, and his breathing became a little heavier.
"Can you use both hands to massage me like this?"
Su Yurou asked, tilting her head.
"Yes."
Lin Fan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he trembled as he extended both of his small hands.
"Oh~"
When the warm and comfortable sensation once again reached her slightly aching lumbar spine, Su Yurou felt as if she were immersed in a hot spring, incredibly at ease.
Lin Fan lowered his head, forcibly suppressing the raging desire within him, and meticulously worked the purple qi to massage her.
"Yes, just like that."
"A little more pressure."
"Yes, yes, this feels so good!"
Su Yurou squinted, her voice extremely seductive.
If she hadn't met Lin Fan, she would never have believed that mere hands could bring her such comfort.
Lin Fan, while resisting the exquisite touch of her smooth skin, also had to contend with Su Yurou's soft moans. Every second was an ordeal.
Don't be impulsive!
It's illegal!
Hold back!
His sister-in-law was waiting at home!
Lin Fan repeatedly reminded himself, control, control, control!
Fifteen minutes passed quickly.
"Is that enough?"
Lin Fan's face was pale, his dan tian's purple qi was almost depleted.
He had to circulate purple qi to massage Su Yurou while constantly battling the wicked thoughts in his mind, making him feel on the verge of collapse.
"Mmm~"
Su Yurou let out a soul-stirring hum and finally sat up straight.
She settled back into the driver's seat, looking radiant, her beautiful peach blossom eyes exuding a sparkling, seductive glow.
"Who taught you your massage skills?"
Su Yurou twisted her waist and found that her entire lumbar spine felt no discomfort whatsoever, and she felt wonderfully comfortable all over.
"My, my grandfather taught me."
Lin Fan placed his schoolbag on his lap and added, "Didn't you say you were going to withdraw money? Hurry up, I'm eager to get home."
Su Yurou smiled and nodded, "Okay, sis will get the money for you right away."
As she spoke, Su Yurou started the car and drove forward.
As she had said, after passing three intersections, they arrived at a China Bank in less than five minutes.
Su Yurou stopped the car, unbuckled her seatbelt, turned her head to look at Lin Fan, and asked, "Are you coming in with me to get the money, or will you wait in the car?"
Lin Fan thought for a moment and replied, "Let's go together."
One hundred and fifty thousand yuan!
He wouldn't feel at ease until the money was in hand.
Thus, the two entered the bank together.
Su Yurou pointed to the row of seats in the middle of the hall and said, "You sit for a while, I'll go get the money."
She was clearly a VIP client of this bank. As soon as she entered, the lobby manager greeted her, "Sun... Oh, no, my memory! General Manager Su, you're here."
The lobby manager, with a fawning expression, led her directly into the VIP client room.
Lin Fan sat in the lobby, once again feeling the vast gap between them.
"What are you thinking about? Once you have the money, pay off your debts and go home to live a good life with your sister-in-law."
Lin Fan muttered to himself, finding some solace in his thoughts.
Not long after, Su Yurou returned, carrying a red bag, her high heels clicking as she walked.
"Let's go."
Su Yurou walked up to Lin Fan and said, then headed towards the exit.
"Oh, okay."
Lin Fan stood up nervously and followed her out.
After getting into the car, Su Yurou handed the handbag to Lin Fan and said, "It's all yours, count it."
Lin Fan excitedly took the handbag and opened it. Stacks of red banknotes instantly dazzled him.
He craned his neck and reached into the bag, his face, eyes, and heart all filled with joy.
"Ten thousand, twenty thousand..."
"Something's wrong!"
After counting twice, Lin Fan suddenly looked up at Su Yurou, surprised, "There's more. There's one hundred and eighty thousand in here, did the bank give you the wrong amount?"
Su Yurou chuckled, "Don't think about such good things as the bank giving you extra money."
She tapped the steering wheel with her long middle finger and smiled, "The extra thirty thousand is for your treatment fee."
"Thirty thousand?" Lin Fan's mouth fell open. A brief massage was worth thirty thousand yuan?
"It's too much, I can't accept it."
Although he was extremely reluctant, his conscience told Lin Fan that he didn't deserve this money.
He took out three stacks of banknotes from the handbag and handed them to Su Yurou, saying, "Sis, I only massaged you a few times, it's not worth this much money."
Su Yurou smiled helplessly, "Do you think sis cares about this thirty thousand yuan?"
She remained indifferent, turned her head away from Lin Fan, and looked out at the bustling traffic.