Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Ai Yiqian stared at the handbag, then at Qin Luo's "finally the truth is out" expression, opened her mouth, and was speechless for a moment. So… the pretty female property manager did the shower and change? Not Qin Luo?
Half an hour later, at a clean and tidy breakfast shop at the entrance of the residential area downstairs.

Ai Yiqian changed back into her clean and even ironed business suit and sat opposite Qin Luo, engrossed in eating a bowl of steaming hot, thin-skinned, generously filled, and deliciously flavorful flat meat dumplings.

She was drunk and vomited last night, so her stomach was empty. Now she was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back, and she was eating without any regard for appearances, her cheeks bulging out.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Qin Luo found it somewhat amusing to look at her starving appearance, while a bowl of light porridge sat in front of him.

Ai Yiqian swallowed a large mouthful, then drank some soup before she could catch her breath. She looked up at Qin Luo, her face still flushed, and asked softly.

"Last night... was it really Manager Luo who helped me... take a shower and change clothes? Or was it you?"

Qin Luo glanced at her sideways and teased her.

"What? Disappointed? Did you think I'd take full responsibility since I did it myself?"

"Bah! You think so beautifully!"

Ai Yiqian spat, her face turning red again, but she felt inexplicably relieved, and at the same time a little embarrassed, as she realized that she had indeed wronged him before.

"I...I just wanted to confirm!"

"Is it confirmed now?"

Qin Luo gave a half-smile.

"Confirmed, confirmed!"

Ai Yiqian nodded quickly, then lowered her head to eat her flat meat swallow again, trying to hide her embarrassment.

The atmosphere between the two became relaxed and harmonious because of this little incident and breakfast. They chatted and laughed, as if they had returned to the same bickering yet harmonious state they had at the company.

However, this morning tranquility was soon shattered.

The street outside the breakfast shop, which was originally quite clear, was suddenly filled with a deep engine roar, and it wasn't just one car, but many cars!

On the left side of the street, a convoy of seven or eight identical black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedans drove steadily and quickly, stopping in unison on the roadside to the left of the breakfast shop.

The car door opened, and two eye-catching figures stepped out first—on the left was Night Rose, wearing a black cheongsam embroidered with gold thread, with a graceful figure and a cold and beautiful face; on the right was Wu Yufeng, tall and burly, wearing a black outfit and with a stern expression.

Behind them, three or four people got out of each car, all dressed in black suits and exuding a sharp aura. There were at least twenty or thirty of them in total. They stood silently behind Rose and Wu Yufeng, their sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

Almost simultaneously, another, even larger convoy pulled up from the right side of the street! Leading the way were several Audi A8s, followed by multiple minivans. The cars stopped, and Luo Qingyan's tall, capable figure appeared first, accompanied by several men and women, also dressed in suits and with serious expressions.

Behind her, even more people poured out of the cars, numbering in the dozens. Although they didn't have the obvious gangster vibe of Rose's group, they were all well-trained, stood ramrod straight, and exuded an aura that was not to be underestimated.

Two rows of luxury cars, one on the left and one on the right, like two black barriers, sandwiched the small breakfast shop in the middle.

The two groups, each led by Rose and Luo Qingyan, stood there quietly without making any further moves, but the invisible confrontation and sense of oppression instantly froze the atmosphere of the entire street! The other diners in the breakfast shop and passersby were all so frightened that they held their breath and quietly moved away. Even the owner wiped away his cold sweat and hid in the back kitchen.

Rose and Luo Qingyan's gazes fell almost simultaneously on Qin Luo, who was still leisurely drinking porridge in the breakfast shop.

They both saw each other, their eyes briefly meeting in the air, flashing with coldness and understanding, but neither of them made the first move, nor did they intend to disturb Qin Luo's meal, as if waiting for him to finish eating.

Wu Yufeng walked into the breakfast shop with a nonchalant air and shouted at the terrified owner.

"Boss, I'll pay for Mr. Qin's table, and everyone else's bill! Keep the change!"

He threw down a thick wad of banknotes, then stepped back to the doorway and stood quietly with Rose, waiting.

Qin Luo seemed oblivious to the two groups of men outside who would terrify ordinary people. He calmly finished his last mouthful of porridge and wiped his mouth.

Ai Yiqian had long since lost her appetite. She nervously looked outside, then at Qin Luo, and whispered.

"Qin Luo...they..."

"It's nothing, are you full?"

Qin Luo asked.

"I'm...I'm full."

Ai Yiqian nodded.

Qin Luo then stood up and walked outside. Ai Yiqian quickly followed.

Upon seeing Qin Luo emerge, Rose and Luo Qingyan stepped forward almost simultaneously, stopping three steps away from him.

Rose smiled charmingly and gracefully, and bowed slightly.

"Your Highness, the eldest young lady has important matters to discuss with you. Please come in and talk to her."

Luo Qingyan also spoke at the same time, her tone respectful.

"Mr. Qin, Mrs. Yun has important business to discuss with you in person. We would be honored if you would do me the honor of meeting with her."

After they finished speaking, they both looked at Qin Luo, waiting for his choice.

Their subordinates behind them also tensed up slightly.

An Ruoxi and Qiu Qinyun, two women who had long been at odds and fighting each other within the Anbang Group, were extremely unwilling after Qin Luo gained absolute control. They even considered joining forces to deal with Qin Luo, but after being warned by Daofeng's flying knife, they temporarily gave up.

They quickly adjusted their strategy. Since they couldn't directly confront him, they would try to win him over. Whoever could gain Qin Luo's support would be able to truly control Anbang Group by leveraging the shares and status he held! Therefore, the two of them unanimously concluded that "whoever gets Qin Luo gets Anbang," which led to their almost simultaneous invitations this morning.

Qin Luo's gaze swept over Rose and Luo Qingyan, and he suddenly noticed a detail—both women were coincidentally wearing black stockings today. At the slit of Rose's cheongsam, and beneath Luo Qingyan's skirt suit, the thin black stockings covering her long, beautiful legs gleamed delicately in the morning light.

A half-smile played on his lips, and suddenly he felt a little bored.

These women will stop at nothing for power, even their clothing is designed to cater to or display it.
He waved his hand, his tone calm but carrying an undeniable refusal.

"I'm busy. Let An Ruoxi and Qiu Qinyun come see me themselves."

After saying that, he ignored Rose and Luo Qingyan, whose expressions had changed slightly, and walked straight to the white Mercedes-Benz C-Class sedan that belonged to Ai Yiqian parked by the roadside. He opened the car door and said to Ai Yiqian, who was still a little stunned.

"Get in the car, I'll take you back to the company." Ai Yiqian quickly said "okay" and jogged to the driver's seat.

Qin Luo then got into the passenger seat.

Rose and Luo Qingyan were visibly disappointed and embarrassed when they saw Qin Luo refuse so decisively, without giving them any room to maneuver.

They hadn't expected the Crown Prince to be so disrespectful, demanding that the two ladies come to see him in person.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with complex emotions, but they were also helpless.

Qin Luo's status is different now, so he certainly has the right to put on airs.

"...So, you're just going to keep this from me forever? What else don't I know? The boss of Hualong Capital, the heir to Anbang... Qin Luo, just how many secrets do you have up your sleeve?"

The white Mercedes-Benz C-Class drove smoothly on the expressway leading to the suburbs. Ai Yiqian turned her head and looked at the scenery rushing past outside the window. Finally, she couldn't help but ask the question that she had been holding in all morning.

She was very drunk last night, and this morning she experienced a "bathroom nightmare" and a "standoff between the two sides". Now, sitting in the passenger seat, the effects of the alcohol have completely worn off, leaving only a lot of curiosity and an indescribable sense of alienation.

In the driver's seat, Qin Luo held the steering wheel with one hand, looking relaxed. Hearing this, he smiled and asked in return.

"What? You know too much, and you're afraid I'll silence you?"

"Screw you!"

Ai Yiqian was amused by his nonsensical answer, and chuckled and scolded him, but her eyes remained serious.

"I just feel like... the Qin Luo I used to know and the Qin Luo I know now are completely different people. It's a bit... unreal."

"People always change."

Qin Luo casually replied, glancing at her and noticing the lingering fatigue and slight worry in her eyes. Suddenly, he changed the subject, his tone becoming slightly more serious.

"However, there's something I feel I should tell you."

"what's up?"

Ai Yiqian turned her head and looked at him.

Qin Luo looked straight ahead, his voice steady, yet carrying an unmistakable seriousness.

"I like you."

"..."

Ai Yiqian was stunned. Her heart felt as if it had been gently bumped by something, and then it began to beat faster uncontrollably.

She opened her mouth, but found herself at a loss for words. Refuse? She didn't seem to want to. Agree? That seemed too fast, and felt strange.

She never expected Qin Luo to confess his feelings at this time, in this way...?
The air inside the car seemed to become somewhat subtle and stagnant because of those words.

A few seconds later, Ai Yiqian finally found her voice. Her face was a little hot. She turned her head to look out the window, trying to hide her panic. Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness and feigned composure that she herself did not realize.

"Hey...you...what kind of confession is this? Talking while driving, you have absolutely no sincerity!"

She did not refuse outright.

Qin Luo's lips curled up slightly. He could sense the shyness in Ai Yiqian's tone and the lack of rejection in her attitude, which inexplicably made him feel better.

He was about to say something more—

suddenly!

On the opposite lane, a huge yellow dump truck, loaded with construction waste and as big as a monster, suddenly swerved to the right without warning, crossing the double yellow lines in the middle. Like an out-of-control steel behemoth, it hurtled straight toward Qin Luo and his companion's small Mercedes at extremely high speed!

The incident happened too suddenly! The two vehicles were extremely close together, and the dump truck was traveling at a very high speed, leaving absolutely no warning or buffer!
"Be careful!!"

Ai Yiqian screamed in terror, her pupils contracting sharply from extreme fear!
At the critical moment!
Qin Luo's eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle's! He possessed god-like driving skills and reaction speed far exceeding those of ordinary people, but at this distance, at this speed, and under this sudden situation, it was almost impossible to completely avoid a head-on collision with a massive dump truck!
In a flash, he made the most instinctive and correct choice!

"Sit tight!"

Qin Luo roared and slammed his right foot on the accelerator, while his left hand jerked the steering wheel! He wasn't trying to completely avoid the impact, but rather he was trying his best to veer the car to the right, attempting to use the driver's side to absorb the main impact force and protect Ai Yiqian in the passenger seat as much as possible!
At the same time, he released the steering wheel with his right hand, and the moment the car tilted due to the violent turn, he suddenly lunged to the right, using his broad back and arms to tightly protect Ai Yiqian, who was already terrified, in his arms!
"boom--!!!"

An earth-shattering bang!

The massive, mud-caked cab of the dump truck slammed into the front left side of the Mercedes! The terrifying impact was like a tidal wave! The Mercedes' fragile body structure was no match for the steel behemoth, instantly deforming and twisting!
The airbags deployed instantly upon impact, but the immense force of the impact still made the two people inside the car feel as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer!
The Mercedes was thrown sideways by the impact, and then rolled over due to the enormous inertia! It rolled three or four times in the air, all the windows shattered, and parts flew everywhere. Finally, with a loud bang, it crashed upside down into the green belt dozens of meters away, billowing thick smoke, completely totaled!
The loud crash and tumbling sound, like thunder, echoed through the streets in the early morning and could be clearly heard at the breakfast shop not far away.

Rose, Wu Yufeng, Luo Qingyan and the others who were about to leave with their people all turned around in shock. When they saw the Mercedes-Benz that had been smashed beyond recognition and rolled to the ground, everyone's face turned ashen in an instant!

Although the color seemed a bit off, the car model and the license plate that was vaguely discernible...

"The...the Crown Prince's car?!"

Wu Yufeng was the first to cry out in shock, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat!

"Qin Luo!"

Rose and Luo Qingyan also paled almost simultaneously, their hearts feeling as if they were being gripped tightly by an icy hand!
Without any hesitation! Rose, Wu Yufeng, Luo Qingyan, and their dozens of subordinates all rushed towards the accident scene as fast as they could, as if they had gone mad! Their faces were filled with horror and disbelief!

"Quick! Take control of that dump truck! Grab the driver! Don't let him get away!!"

As Wu Yufeng ran, he roared at his men, his voice hoarse from extreme anger and anxiety.

"Help! Help!!"

Rose and Luo Qingyan disregarded their usual decorum and reserve, their voices trembling with tears, and rushed with all their might toward the still-smoking wreckage of the Mercedes.

At that moment, they had only one thought in their minds—Qin Luo absolutely must not be harmed! Otherwise, the sky would fall over the entire capital of Min!
……

Anbang Group headquarters, top-floor office.

An Ruoxi was processing a document regarding the group's recent asset restructuring. Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked somewhat tired. The passing of Old Master An and Qin Luo's sudden rise to power had created a turbulent undercurrent within the group, and she had several times more work to handle than before. (End of Chapter)