Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

"Then...then let's take a detour!"

Liu Yifei tugged at Fang Yu's clothes and whispered a suggestion.

There's no way around it.

Fang Yu shook his head helplessly.

"This is the only way to Tie Zhu's house. Unless we fly there, there's no way to avoid it."

Liu Yifei's face instantly fell, and she looked utterly dejected.

Seeing her nervous expression, Fang Yu couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, don't be afraid."

He patted his chest, looking confident and assured.

"With your brother protecting you, what are you afraid of?"

He glanced back at Liu Yifei, lowered his voice, and began to formulate a battle plan.

"Listen up, I'm going to go all out and take you there in one go! The key is speed and style!"

"If any elderly people try to talk to us or ask us any questions, just ignore them and don't answer a single word!"

"You'll be responsible for one thing."

Fang Yu put on a serious face and became extremely focused.

"Keep nodding and smiling throughout."

"Remember, it's that polite yet distant smile—flawless, but one that makes people hesitant to press for more information!"

"Don't answer the first question! Once you do, there will be a second, a third, and countless more questions waiting for you!"

"Then we'll be completely engulfed in the vast ocean of people's war, and we'll never be able to get out! Do you understand?"

"I...I understand!" Liu Yifei nodded nervously, feeling as if she had just accepted some kind of secret agent mission.

"Alright! On your marks!"

Fang Yu took a deep breath, adjusted his posture on the pedals, leaned his body slightly forward, and made a standard sprint preparation motion.

Liu Yifei, sitting in the back seat, nervously gripped his clothes and held her breath.

"Rush!"

Fang Yu let out a low shout and suddenly exerted force with his feet!

That old, worn-out bicycle shot off like an arrow!

However, the intelligence personnel of the "Tun Intelligence Bureau" possess eyesight and reaction speed that are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As soon as Fang Yu and Liu Yifei entered their "range of fire," the group of middle-aged women's radar instantly locked onto their targets.

"Hey! Isn't this Xiaoyu? You've finished eating at home?" A middle-aged woman wearing a cotton hat was the first to "attack".

"Oh my god! Is Xiaoyu out for a stroll with her boyfriend? Look at this girl, she's so pretty!" Another plump middle-aged woman followed closely behind.

"This... isn't that the big star from TV? What's her name again? Right, right, it's... Sister Fairy!"

Even more outrageous, an elderly man who was a little hard of hearing shouted at the top of his lungs with all his might:

"Master? Is that the same as the shamanic practitioners in Northeast China? Do they both have some kind of supernatural power?"

"Young lady, can you read the world? Could you tell me how my luck with love is this year?"

In an instant, greetings, praises, and outrageous questions rained down on the two of them from all directions.

The tens of millions of viewers in the live stream were laughing so hard they couldn't live anymore!

[Hahahaha! What a fucking amazing immortal!]

[This is a huge leap! The nation's celestial beauty has instantly transformed into a shaman from Northeast China!]

[This old man even asked about his luck with women! You're quite the wild one, sir! His wife must have given him a good scolding!]

Fang Yu kept his head down, gritted his teeth, and pedaled the bicycle as fast as he could, his feet almost sending sparks flying.

Liu Yifei kept Fang Yu's "tactical instructions" firmly in mind, keeping her mouth tightly shut the whole time, with a standard but stiff smile on her face, and nodding to both sides of the road incessantly.

Her mind had been bombarded with all sorts of strange questions, leaving it blank and buzzing.

A shaman? Someone who tells fortunes?

What on earth is all this?!

Just as the two were about to break out of the "Tunqing Bureau" encirclement with lightning speed, at the last moment...

An accident has occurred!

There was a loud "click" sound!

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yu suddenly felt his feet sink into the ground.

The pedal he had been pressing down with all his might suddenly lost all resistance and became light and airy.

It's gone!

The chain came off!

At this critical and extremely urgent moment!

The bicycle, carrying the two men's hopes for escape, broke down!

The bicycle lost power instantly.

Due to the immense inertia, it slid forward a few more meters.

Then, the speed got slower and slower...

Finally, amidst a series of creaking and groaning sounds, it came to a stop in the middle of the concrete road.

It stopped precisely within the innermost circle of the "CIA" formation made up of that group of elderly men and women.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The air became unusually quiet.

Fang Yu braced himself with one foot on the ground, maintaining his cycling posture, his entire body frozen.

Liu Yifei, sitting in the back seat, froze completely with a blank expression and empty eyes.

The two of them were thus exposed to more than a dozen pairs of eyes that were gleaming with gossip, in an extremely awkward and unguarded manner.

Spicy!

This was the only thought that flashed through their minds at the same time.

Liu Yifei felt all the blood rush to her head, and her face turned bright red.

She wanted to die.

She wished she could dig a hole in the ground right now and crawl straight back to the capital.

That's so embarrassing!

This is a hundred times more embarrassing than her tripping on the Oscars red carpet!

However, Fang Yu, a veteran of countless battles and possessing an extremely strong mental fortitude, quickly calmed down after the initial moment of bewilderment.

There's no way I can run now.

There's nowhere to hide.

Since that's the case, we can only face it calmly.

Fang Yu took a deep breath, and his face instantly put on a calm and serene smile.

He got off the car with a flourish, kicked the car door open, and steadily propped the bicycle up in the middle of the road.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he squatted down and pretended to examine the missing chain, muttering to himself:

"Oh dear, this bike, it's been so long since I rode it, it's really not up to par anymore."

Fang Yu's calm and composed demeanor made the elderly men and women who were about to laugh suppress their laughter.

But their attention quickly shifted from Fang Yu to Liu Yifei, who was still stunned in the back seat.

With a "whoosh"!

The group of middle-aged women who had been sitting on stools just moments before suddenly swarmed around Liu Yifei from all directions, completely surrounding her.

A brutal and inhumane joint interrogation of "Sister Fairy" has officially begun!

"Honey, what's your zodiac sign? How old are you this year? Where are you from?"

"Do you have any siblings? What do your parents do for a living?"

The initial questions were fairly standard.

Although Liu Yifei was nervous, she could still manage to cope, simply smiling and nodding.

But soon, the sharpness of the questions began to increase exponentially!

"Honey, how long have you and Xiaoyu been dating? When are you planning to get married?"

"You two must make a fortune in your line of work, right? Are your paychecks several million each?"

"With so much money, is it enough to buy Xiaoyu an apartment in our county? Housing prices here are incredibly high these days!"

"By the way, honey, if you two get married, how many kids do you plan to have? Let me tell you, the country now allows three children a year, so have a few more so the house will be more lively!"

A barrage of questions, each more explosive and private than the last, followed a barrage of intrusive calls.

Liu Yifei was completely overwhelmed.

Her smile froze on her face, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She looked like a little white rabbit surrounded by wolves, helpless, weak, and pitiful.

She kept looking at Fang Yu, who was squatting on the ground repairing the car, with pleading eyes.

Come quick, save the day!

I can't hold on much longer!