After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage-Chapter 121 - Do Men Have This?
Chapter 121 -121 Do Men Have This?
Thud—her whole body ricocheted out and she crashed onto the ground, feeling dizzy and seeing stars.
The next second, a magnetic but annoyed voice came to her ears, “Looking to die?”
That voice…
Damn sexy!
Fan Yuke lifted her plump little face with aggrieved tears streaming, the pain causing a flood of tears. Through the blurry veil of her tears, she saw a familiar, fiendishly handsome face.
Mu Bailang was leaning lazily with one hand on the steering wheel, half his head sticking out, taunting her with no good humor.
When he saw the person sprawled on the ground was Fan Yuke, his brow twitched violently.
“It’s you again?”
Fan Yuke quickly calculated in her mind; Shen Jun might catch up at any moment!
She immediately hopped up from the ground, ran to Mu Bailang’s luxury car, and tried to climb into the passenger seat; but the door was locked, and after tugging for ages, it wouldn’t budge, so she pleaded, “Young Master Mu, Boss Mu, Handsome Mu, please! Someone is chasing me! Can you give me a ride?”
Mu Bailang saw the fresh blood on her forehead smeared all over her face, her grotesque expression, and mockingly said, “Oh, someone is chasing you? Then just agree to them, why run?”
“You…” Fan Yuke roared fiercely, “If you don’t let me in the car, I’ll call for help!”
“Go ahead and shout. This place is crowded; even if you scream your throat raw, it’s no loss to me,” Mu Bailang retorted with raised eyebrows, appearing completely unaffected.
Fan Yuke’s eyes swiveled and she indeed began to shout, “Help, someone save me! This car owner is trying to commit hit-and-run…”
Fan Yuke was a major celebrity and, despite her distressed appearance, she had a devilish figure and had just finished a photo shoot, wearing very bold attire, which immediately drew the attention of onlookers.
Mu Bailang, “…”
Damn, this woman was really shouting!
It’s not the woman clinging that’s feared but the woman acting shamelessly!
Today he was driving a Ferrari, not a limited edition, but the paparazzi often kept an eye on him and knew his plate number. If it made the headlines with a crowd…
Who knows how the Empress Dowager back home would react!
Mu Bailang clenched his teeth and unlocked the car door, “Get in!”
Fan Yuke twisted into the car and, while fastening the seat belt, urged, “Quick, quick, drive!”
“… ” He was now a driver, it seemed?
Mu Bailang’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a faint glimmer, and he slammed down on the accelerator.
The Ferrari’s performance was exceptional and in a very short amount of time, the car accelerated to a breathtaking speed, causing Fan Yuke, who hadn’t managed to secure her seatbelt tightly, to lurch violently due to inertia. Her head banged against the storage compartment with a thud…
Having already been injured, this impact only added to her wounds, nearly knocking her senseless with dizziness!
Her head tilted, she glared at Mu Bailang with a face full of misery.
He definitely did it on purpose!
This vindictive and nasty man.
Through the rearview mirror, Mu Bailang indeed saw a burly man where Fan Yuke disappeared from view, then glanced back at her powerless demeanor.
With her intelligence, still in showbiz?
No wonder, with a devilish figure like that, she was still an eighteenth-tier celebrity…
When Shen Jiangqing arrived by car, the person was already gone.
Shen Jun got in the car and said to the Ferrari in front, “That trash, I saw her faking a collision with a luxury car, that Ferrari up ahead…”
Shen Jiangqing frowned deeply, “This car, looks like it’s Mu Bailang’s?”
…
Fan Yuke took a good while to recover before she felt less dizzy.
While wiping the blood on her forehead with a tissue, she thought about forwarding the pictures to Ning Yichu, warning her to be careful. But then…
“Ah, my phone’s smashed! How did it break?”
As she stared at her phone’s screen covered in a spiderweb of cracks, Fan Yuke’s heart nearly shattered.
Her phone case was an adorable blue bunny.
It was full of childlike charm, unlike that of a woman who had spent many years in the entertainment industry.
Mu Bailang glanced at it and sneered, “If I’m not mistaken, you were clutching your phone tightly in your hand when you hit my car; when you braced your hands on the ground to reduce the impact, if that kind of collision didn’t damage the screen, then I should really consider investing in this brand.”
Fan Yuke fiddled with it for ages but her phone refused to power on; she had no idea what had broken.
“Okay, thanks for helping me, we’ll call it even with you bumping into me. Just drop me off at any intersection up ahead,” Fan Yuke pouted, unable to blame him and just wanting to find a place to fix her phone.
Mu Bailang looked at her bleeding forehead, his expression odd.
“Are you even a woman?” Shouldn’t she be insisting on him taking her to the hospital at a time like this?
At the very least, in front of a rather charming man like himself, she should showcase some of her assets, maybe be a bit more reserved.
Puffing up with indignation, Fan Yuke thrust out her chest and placed her hands on her slim waist, “Do men have these?”
“…” Mu Bailang was at a loss for words.
Fan Yuke stole another glance at Mu Bailang, it seemed he actually had pecs too?
From her angle, underneath his white shirt was the seductive lure of his collarbones, which spread outwards, his honey-toned skin barely visible…
“Fine, you do have them, but yours are just a tad bit smaller than mine, hmph! This lady roams the world relying on her 36D and A4 waist~”
As Mu Bailang, focused on driving, followed her words, his gaze unintentionally swept over a certain area.
She was wearing a form-fitting dress that traced her perfect figure, seeming about to burst through the neckline, exuding a subtle feminine charm.
Mu Bailang’s Adam’s apple bobbed…
Then, realizing what he was thinking about, his face darkened.
“Ha, since you gave me a lift just now, I’ll impart a tiny bit of wisdom!” Fan Yuke, finding Mu Bailang wasn’t such a bad person after all, started chatting with him in a carefree manner, “So… you often date female celebrities, right? Let me tell you, a lot of people in the entertainment industry get fake breasts. When you’re doing, you know, that with them, just watch when they’re lying down. If they’re still perky, then they’re definitely fake, one hundred percent.”
Mu Bailang almost slammed on the brakes, finally understanding why Ningning had been babbling on and on.
Could she have learned it from her?
“You seem to know a lot…” he said with a sardonic smile.
Fan Yuke stuck out her tongue and proudly outlined the curves of her chest, “Because a naturally full shape like mine will flatten when lying down… oh, okay, stop the car now.”
Mu Bailang ignored her, his hands controlling the steering wheel as he continued driving to the side.
Fan Yuke had only dared to boast to him thinking she was about to get out of the car immediately, but he wasn’t stopping!
“Hey, where are you taking me? I need to fix my phone…”
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“Shut up!” Mu Bailang shot her a cold look.
If it weren’t for Ningning, he would have definitely thrown this woman into the Huangpu River!
…
When Ning Yichu saw the call from Mu Bailang, she instinctively thought he wanted to discuss Ningning’s contract.
