Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon’s Sweetheart

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Driving

Her legs were so tired they were nearly giving out, and she was gasping for air.

These young girls who wailed for their parents and grandparents during a 400-meter run in PE class, could run faster than rabbits when chasing after a star!

No, she had to leave the mall quickly.

Ye Xian ran out of the mall in one breath.

On the asphalt road, vehicles came and went in a continuous stream, with almost no taxis willing to stop at a beckoning hand.

Just as Ye Xian was panicking like a headless fly with nowhere to run, she spotted an ash-blue supercar at the roadside, its engine running.

It didn’t matter; she’d first get in to hide!

Ye Xian yanked the car door open and dove in.

Pang Kai, who was starting the car, was startled, his courage instantly deflating.

“Who?!”

He turned around, but all was empty.

As soon as Ye Xian entered the car, she crawled under the seat, burying her head and clasping her hands above her head, “Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, I’m not a robber, there are just some people chasing me outside, let me hide for five minutes, just five minutes! Please, please~”

As she was squeezing under the seat, the tip of her nose touched something hard, like a man’s leg. But this scent, a mixture of male hormones and the faint smell of agarwood, why did it smell so familiar?

Pang Kai, whose face remained unseen, was silent: “…” This voice, why did it sound so familiar?

“Eh? Where did brother go?”

“I don’t know, I just saw him run out!”

“I saw it too, it’s impossible for him to run that fast all of a sudden…”

“Wait, there’s a car over there, could it be?”

One of the girls in the group spotted the ash-blue sports car parked by the road and pointed subtly toward it.

The others also looked over.

“Could it be… brother is inside?”

“No way, that’s a Ferrari, and it’s the 812—Superfast model, a top-of-the-line luxury car costing millions to start with.”

“What of it? Aren’t celebrities very rich? It’s normal for them to drive sports cars, right?”

“Exactly, and I saw brother running out with my own eyes. He couldn’t just disappear all of a sudden…”

As they talked, the group approached the car.

Perhaps intimidated by the Ferrari’s prestigious and luxurious exterior, they pushed and shoved each other, none daring to knock on the tinted glass door.

In the end, the girl with the camera was elected by everyone to step forward.

She nervously swallowed her saliva and gingerly tapped the window with curved fingers, as if using a bit more force would break the shaded glass.

“Knock, knock, knock~”

After only three knocks, the window slowly rolled down.

Beneath the blazing sun and gentle breeze, the Ferrari SF was parked under the immense arborvitae tree which blocked out the sky. The sunlight filtered through the swaying leaves, casting mottled shadows, revealing inch by inch the perfectly chiseled and stunning profile of the man inside as the window opened.

Bo Tingshen turned his face, and in an instant, all the girls were breathless as if frozen in place.

The man had exceedingly clear and dark eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips like threads, and a pair of deep, vortex-like, cold and forbidding eyes. His entire being exuded a haughty and indifferent aura, and one glance from him could make someone’s legs tremble, chills run down their back, and their brain halt from functioning normally.

The girl clutching the camera was startled, and the camera in her hand dropped ‘clack’ to the ground, the lens shattering in pieces.

Bo Tingshen, expressionless, turned his face away, “Drive.”

The neatly arranged group of girls on the roadside, “…” Had they just seen a Heavenly God descend?

As the car started, Ye Xian, desperately squeezing in, froze in her action.

Wait, why did that ‘Drive’ sound so familiar?!