While those two were locked in their affectionate embrace, the other two girls nearby couldn’t bear to watch. Liang Sheng had been rescued, which made them happy, but who could stand seeing the girl they liked hugging another woman?
“Senior Sister Liang Sheng!” Liang Jin limped over and hugged Liang Sheng from behind.
Song An’an, seeing that she had been beaten to the punch, stood flustered off to the side, unsure where she could squeeze in for a hug.
Su Ze, meanwhile, stood even more stunned nearby. Back in the old days, in situations like this, it was always him getting all the hugs! Times had certainly changed…
Liang Sheng: Harem King Form.
Su Ze: Lemon Dog Form.
“Senior Sister, how did you manage to ride this thing over here?” Once Liang Sheng had cried herself out, she suddenly remembered the injured Driver Uncle. She pointed toward him off to the side. “This uncle’s hurt. I called 120, but they still haven’t shown up. Senior Sister Yuqi, how did you get here so fast?”
“Mm…” Gu Yuqi tilted her head with a playful smile. “What do you think, Little Junior Sister~?”
Oh wow! That flirty Senior Sister Yuqi was back—nostalgia hit hard! Liang Sheng dissolved into snotty, teary bliss.
“Haha, just kidding,” Gu Yuqi said. She reached out and ruffled Liang Sheng’s hair out of habit. Even if she couldn’t remember anything about the Little Junior Sister standing in front of her, some habits were impossible to break. “There was a car wreck on my way here. A big truck had flipped over somehow and was blocking the middle of the road. Lucky for me, I was on a motorcycle. We all pushed together to clear a narrow path, and I slipped through the gap.”
As she spoke, Gu Yuqi couldn’t resist pinching Liang Sheng’s chubby little cheek again. Mm~ Feels so good~ I really want to kiss it… Cough cough, what am I thinking? Her face flushed red. Afraid someone might notice, she covered her mouth and pretended to cough, making a clumsy attempt to hide it.
“Ah? Then what about Driver Uncle?” Liang Sheng glanced back at the man, then at Gu Yuqi’s motorcycle, clearly unhappy with the situation.
“They should be here any minute,” Gu Yuqi reassured her. “Once 120 arrives, they’ll… probably clear that truck out of the way.” She wasn’t entirely sure herself and could only try to ease Liang Sheng’s worries.
“Hope so…” Liang Sheng sighed. From the Driver Uncle’s perspective, it was his own poor driving that had sent the taxi flipping into the ditch, dragging these young passengers into danger with him. From Liang Sheng’s view, if she hadn’t insisted on bringing Su Ze along, the driver wouldn’t have gotten hurt. She hadn’t thought that far ahead at the time—she’d only wanted to save He Wennuo’s life and had assumed that she and Song An’an, as the “female leads,” would be fine. She’d completely overlooked that the driver was just an ordinary bystander.
Of course, the true culprit behind it all was still the Male Lead, Su Ze.
“A-Sheng!” Song An’an suddenly cried out, pointing behind Liang Sheng. “The 120 ambulance is here!”
Ah! Liang Sheng whipped around to see the long-overdue ambulance finally arriving. She checked her phone—it had been forty-five minutes already.
She breathed a sigh of relief as they safely loaded the Driver Uncle onto the ambulance and contacted his family. Just then, her own family’s cars pulled up.
“Liang Sheng!” Zhong Wen came running over. Seeing her precious daughter covered in dirt, she immediately feared the worst. “Baby girl, where are you hurt? Does it hurt? Are you cold? Don’t be scared—Mommy’s here.”
“Mommy…” Liang Sheng burst into tears again. It was fine; in front of her mom, she could just be a little princess!
“Oh dear, oh dear.” Zhong Wen pulled Liang Sheng into a hug. “There, there, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt.”
“Auntie, Senior Sister Liang Sheng isn’t hurt,” Liang Jin hurried over to reassure her.
“Oh?” Only then did Zhong Wen notice her husband’s younger brother’s daughter was there too. She loosened her embrace around Liang Sheng just enough to switch to an arm around the shoulders, then pulled Liang Jin in with her other arm. “Liang Jin, you’re here too?”
Looking around further, she spotted even more familiar faces. “Song family’s little girl is here? Oh… and you’re Gu Yuqi? Ah, Liang Sheng mentions you all the time.”
Mom! What are you saying? Liang Sheng ducked her head shyly, too embarrassed to look at Gu Yuqi.
“Mom, Liang Jin’s leg is hurt. Take her to the hospital quick. Song An’an and I are fine—we didn’t get hurt much.” Liang Sheng gave her mom a nudge.
Relieved to hear Liang Sheng was unharmed, Zhong Wen exhaled deeply and decided to take Liang Jin to the hospital.
“You kids hop in the cars I brought and head home. I’ll drive Liang Jin to the hospital.”
Only then did Liang Sheng notice the impressive convoy Zhong Wen had arrived with—around ten vehicles, by the look of it. Good grief, she thought sincerely. You can never imagine the perks of being rich.
“Come on, An’an, Senior Sister Yuqi—let’s head home~” Liang Sheng took one of their hands in each of hers and started leading them away, deliberately leaving Su Ze out of her thoughts.
“Uh, Junior Sister Liang Sheng, what about that guy… what’s his name again? Oh, Su Ze?” Gu Yuqi scratched her cheek.
Song An’an chimed in too. In her eyes, Su Ze was the one who’d saved her, after all. Sure, his stupid rope had nearly gotten Liang Sheng killed later, but… but that was the rope’s fault, right…?
What a persistent ghost Su Ze was…
Liang Sheng waved Su Ze over. “Oh, Su Ze, you too. Come on. Us girls will ride together—you take the one in the back.”
She walked up to the driver of the second car, unable to shake her worries about what might happen next.
“Something wrong, miss?” The driver noticed Liang Sheng hesitating and asked.
“Uh…” Liang Sheng scratched the back of her head. “Just drive carefully. And when that guy gets in, don’t talk to him too much, okay?”
Still, she wasn’t reassured. Remembering the overturned truck not far off, Liang Sheng realized bad luck followed Su Ze like a bubble—it only affected those within range.
For safety’s sake… She gritted her teeth. Time to offend someone. After all, you had to stay alive to keep farming Favorability.
“Senior Sister Yuqi, An’an—you two get in first. Su Ze and I need to talk.” Liang Sheng directed Gu Yuqi and Song An’an.
But Gu Yuqi replied, “I’ll take the motorcycle. Can’t just leave it here.”
Liang Sheng nodded, a mischievous idea forming.
“Hey, he already used that bad luck once. It won’t trigger again anytime soon.”
“You couldn’t have said that sooner?” Liang Sheng grumbled at Kazuko once more. “Had me racking my brains over how to ditch that walking disaster Su Ze.”
“Junior Sister Liang Sheng, want to ride with me on the motorcycle?” Gu Yuqi had her black helmet tucked under one arm. She flashed a teasing smile, leaning casually against the bike.
