Bai Chuan wore a black T-shirt and black pants, with an old-style denim jacket for outerwear, and his hairstyle was obviously ticulously styled, attractive but not flamboyant. At this mont, he was smiling at Bai Yiran. This made Bai Yiran slightly dazed; she always felt he was more suited to a stern face, with lips slightly curved, arrogantly calling out her na, "Bai Yiran?"
"What’s the matter? Am I strange?" Bai Chuan raised an eyebrow, puzzled at Bai Yiran’s expression.
"Uh... no." Bai Yiran quickly averted her gaze, realizing she had lost her composure just now.
"Your car has a problem?" Bai Chuan glanced in the direction of the car.
"Yeah, it keeps stalling for no apparent reason. It was working fine before, and I just had it serviced at the dealership not long ago."
Bai Yiran believed her car shouldn’t have this kind of issue. Even though it wasn’t a luxurious high-end car, it was still decent in terms of performance and other aspects.
"If you don’t mind, I can take a look at it."
"I don’t mind."
Bai Chuan rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his perfectly toned forearms. He placed both hands on the open hood, his eyes intensely focused on the engine.
Bai Yiran took tools out of the trunk and set them conveniently, while Bai Chuan took a flashlight from the toolbox, holding it in one hand while deftly working around the engine with the other.
Seeing the scene before her, Bai Yiran felt sowhat disoriented.
"Sis, why does that person look familiar to ?" Cheng Shishi walked over and asked. "Oh, right! Isn’t he the bad guy from the club on my birthday that year?"
Cheng Shishi still rembered that birthday vividly. It was the first ti she witnessed how domineering wealthy and powerful people could be, and the first ti she saw her handso brother-in-law, Leng Yichen, hit soone.
"But he looks similar, yet feels different." Cheng Shishi thought for a mont, "This person seems more easygoing."
Indeed, Yin Tianshen wouldn’t repair Bai Yiran’s car. If he found out the car was broken, according to his style, he would just discard this one and buy a new one instead.
"All done!" Bai Chuan closed the hood, "It shouldn’t have any more issues."
Bai Chuan placed the tools back in the toolbox, patting his not-too-dirty hands.
"All done."
"Thank you, Mr. Bai Chuan."
Bai Chuan stepped closer, the distance between him and Bai Yiran narrowed, his lips parted slightly, and a sensual voice erged from his mouth, "There’s no need to be so polite with ."
Bai Yiran pulled Xiao Lang back a step abruptly; clearly, Bai Chuan’s sudden closeness made Bai Yiran uncomfortable.
"Mom, who is this uncle?" Xiao Lang asked innocently, startled by Bai Yiran’s sudden retreat.
"He’s soone mommy knows."
"Really? I don’t like him!" Xiao Lang looked at Bai Chuan with hostility, his eyes like an angry little wolf staring at Bai Chuan, fearing he’d get any closer to Bai Yiran.
"Is this your son?" Bai Chuan’s eyes revealed a fleeting, hard-to-read shock and hostility.
Bai Yiran nodded, "Yes, it is."
"I didn’t expect you’d have a son so big." Bai Chuan’s eyes were fixed on Bai Yiran and Xiao Lang, his lips slightly curved.
Beep beep!
Two car horns sounded — the rescue vehicle had arrived.
"Since that’s the case, I’ll be leaving now."
"Alright, thank you."
Bai Chuan nodded, turned, and left.
Two technicians got off the rescue vehicle, and Bai Yiran asked them to help check if the car was still having issues. It’s not that she didn’t trust Bai Chuan; she just had more faith in professionals.
Unexpectedly, the technician’s words left Bai Yiran confused.
"Your car doesn’t have any problems, but there are traces of human interference, though it seems to be repaired now."
Human interference!
Bai Yiran fell into a bout of panic; her car was locked, the hood couldn’t be opened without the key, so how did human interference occur?
She couldn’t help but look in the direction Bai Chuan had left, her heart uneasily unsettled.
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