Six thirty in the morning.
Zhan Xiaojun went downstairs, ready to leave.
She hadn't expected to run into Ning Yecheng today.
At this time, he should normally still be resting, or perhaps in some kind of international conference.
The first day she stayed at Yuwan Villa, she had left around this time and overheard things.
She had no habit of eavesdropping.
However, she had practiced martial arts since childhood, with astonishing hearing. Even though her body had changed, for some reason, as she practiced her internal energy every night, her hearing had also improved, allowing her to catch some conversations.
It was in another language.
Therefore, seeing Ning Yecheng now, Zhan Xiaojun was somewhat surprised.
He was having breakfast.
The breakfast was made by Aunt Liu.
She saw Aunt Liu every morning when she left these past few days, greeted her, and chatted a few words.
"Miss Zhan, are you leaving now?" Aunt Liu was cleaning the kitchen and peeked out when she heard the sound, asking Zhan Xiaojun with a smile.
Aunt Liu had been at Yuwan Villa for nearly seven or eight years, and it was the first time she had seen Ning Yecheng bring a woman home.
She had initially thought it was a young girlfriend he brought along.
But it turned out she was a miracle doctor who could perform acupuncture. Yesterday, her hand had been hurting, an old ailment. Plasters only provided temporary relief, and it would hurt again within a couple of days.
In the past, it would easily take two or three months for the pain to subside. But after Miss Zhan only pricked her hand a few times with needles, the pain vanished immediately.
Only then did she realize that Miss Zhan was truly a miracle doctor!
"Does Aunt Liu's hand still hurt?"
"No, no pain anymore. Miss Zhan's medical skills are too amazing!"
Zhan Xiaojun smiled. "It's good that it doesn't hurt."
Ning Yecheng watched Zhan Xiaojun converse with Aunt Liu. His inquiries and concerns were no different from how he addressed him.
His gaze deepened.
"I'm about to head out myself. I'll give you a ride shortly," Ning Yecheng said, his lips parting slightly.
Just as Zhan Xiaojun was about to refuse, Aunt Liu quickly said, "I've also prepared breakfast for Miss Zhan. Miss Zhan has been at Yuwan Villa for several days, but hasn't tasted my cooking yet."
Zhan Xiaojun could only nod. "Thank you, Aunt Liu."
Then she looked at Ning Yecheng. "Thank you, President Ning."
Whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that Ning Yecheng's gaze towards her yesterday and this morning held a peculiar intensity.
Therefore, she really didn't want to spend any extra time facing him.
Zhan Xiaojun sat opposite Ning Yecheng.
She saw the breakfast placed before her.
It was a Chinese breakfast, with congee, steamed buns, and light side dishes. As soon as she sat down, a rich aroma wafted towards her.
With the delicious food, complete with color, aroma, and taste, Zhan Xiaojun's appetite was stimulated. She lowered her eyes and ate her breakfast slowly.
Ning Yecheng watched the girl dine with exceptional elegance, an elegance that seemed ingrained in her very being.
It was incredibly pleasing to the eye.
He often skipped breakfast in the mornings, or only ate a few bites, having little appetite. But the girl's focused demeanor as she ate breakfast gave him a feeling that the delicious food before them should not be wasted.
So, when Aunt Liu came out from the middle, she was a bit shocked to see Ning Yecheng eating breakfast, and drinking congee spoonful after spoonful.
Before today, she tried her best every day to make all sorts of breakfasts, hoping to stimulate Ning Yecheng's appetite to eat more. But at most, he would only eat a few bites. She never expected him to finish a whole bowl of congee today, he even ate three or four of her xiaolongbao and was still eating.
She thought of something and looked at Miss Zhan again. The young lady was delicate and soft, beautiful as a fairy from a painting. Let alone young men in their prime, even she, a woman past her youth, found her delightful.
Moreover, Miss Zhan was polite and approachable.
The more she thought about it, the more she observed, Aunt Liu's heart felt warm and fuzzy. Should she even tell Madam Ning about this?
Half an hour later, in the car.
Both of them were seated in the back row.
There was a distance between them, as if a vast river separated them.
Ning Yecheng watched with interest, a slight turn of his head allowing him to see Zhan Xiaojun's long, curled eyelashes, her delicately sculpted nose, her profile exquisitely rendered.
Effortlessly alluring.
"Where are we going?" Ning Yecheng asked.
His voice was slightly hoarse, a tone that surprised even himself.
Did he truly need a woman by his side?
Otherwise, a girl who had just turned twenty, who didn't know how to be alluring, could make him have such thoughts?
Zhan Xiaojun withdrew her gaze from the window. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Is there a driving school in Yancheng that can get a license the fastest?"
Although she wouldn't be staying in this world for too long, she suddenly wanted a car of her own. Racing cars. She had seen videos of car races online, which reminded her of the days she raced horses with her three older brothers.
The experience should be similar, right?
But the original owner didn't have a driver's license.
Ning Yecheng's voice softened slightly. "There is a driving school that can do it, but the person learning needs to be intelligent, and there's only one chance to take the exam."
"One chance is enough. If it's not on your way, just tell me the address, and I'll take a taxi there myself," Zhan Xiaojun said decisively. When she made up her mind, she wouldn't easily feel fear or apprehension.
The girl's decisiveness made Ning Yecheng smile. "It's on the way."
Although he said it was on the way, it still took about forty minutes to reach the driving school.
Ning Yecheng also got out of the car.
He wasn't wearing a custom suit today, but a set of casual sportswear, making him look like a university student on campus.
Zhan Xiaojun was a bit surprised to see him get out of the car. "I can go by myself. Thank you for driving me here."
She took out a small plastic bottle from her bag. The bottle contained small pills.
She handed it over.
"Chew one or two when you're tired, it can restore your energy."
"Did you make these?" Ning Yecheng took it, looking at it with some curiosity. There was no label or product description.
Did she not want to owe him a favor?
He drove her to the driving school, and she gave him medicine.
Ning Yecheng pursed his thin lips.
"Yes, I made them myself. They have some effect," Zhan Xiaojun nodded, not elaborating.
If the people from another world saw this act of generosity, they would definitely be envious and jealous of Ning Yecheng.
That was medicine made by a miracle doctor!
Priceless!
"I'll go in with you. There's a shooting range inside, I'll go practice for a while," Ning Yecheng said as he walked inside.
A shooting range?
Zhan Xiaojun looked at the vast driving school before her, with some entertainment facilities inside, which was not surprising.
No wonder he drove her here, he wanted to come and play.
Zhan Xiaojun twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling a pang of pity for her medicine.
No rush. After he took it, he would likely come looking for her again, and then she would sell it to him at a high price.
There weren't many people at the driving school.
And there were even racing cars inside.
Zhan Xiaojun's eyes instantly brightened like stars as she looked at the racing cars.