Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Chapter 181 Education in the Wilderness - Tang Yingxue

Jiang Fan unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to face her.

"Tang Yingxue, listen to me carefully."

Tang Yingxue hummed a soft sound and turned her head to look out the window.

"First of all, my film crew is not a place for you to vent your anger. If you come again, I'll have security stop you at the door, no matter who you are."

Jiang Fan looked at her profile. This woman had a bad temper. If he didn't suppress her today, the crew wouldn't be able to work in the future.

The production schedule couldn't be delayed, and he didn't have time to play games of jealousy with her.

Tang Yingxue's lips moved, but she didn't make a sound. Jiang Fan usually didn't get angry, but when he did, she didn't dare to talk back.

"Secondly, don't interfere in Xu Qingya's affairs. You can't, and you shouldn't."

The car was quiet, with only the sound of the wind whistling through the tall grass in the distance.

Tang Yingxue turned her head back, her eyes red. Since her debut, who has dared to point fingers at her and scold her like this? Wherever she goes, she is always fawned over.

"Are you finished speaking?"

"That's all." Jiang Fan put his hands on the steering wheel. "I'll take you back to the city."

Tang Yingxue stared at Jiang Fan. She had flown three hours to Songjiang today, not to listen to his lecture.

She had to get revenge on Xu Qingya for her smug attitude on the phone last night; she couldn't let this trip be in vain.

She stepped one leg over the gap between the seat and the center console and squeezed directly into the driver's seat.

Before Jiang Fan could react, she had already placed one hand on his shoulder and the other on the back of the chair, straddling him.

Although a nanny van has a lot of space, the driver's seat is still quite small.

Her knees were wedged on either side of the seat, and the hem of her trench coat spread out, covering the legs of both of them.

Jiang Fan leaned back and looked up at her.

Tang Yingxue's hand touched the adjustment lever on the side of the seat and pulled it back.

With a "click," the chair back reclined completely.

Jiang Fan lay down, and Tang Yingxue sat on him, looking down at him.

"You're done lecturing, it's my turn."

Inside was a V-neck dress with a very deep neckline, revealing a large expanse of white skin below the collarbone.

Jiang Fan lay back in the reclined chair, looking up at her.

The woman was thirty-two years old, with skin so white it seemed to glow, and her hair was loose and hanging down on both sides.

"Tang Yingxue, are you sure you want to stay here—"

"There's no one around here for three kilometers." She interrupted Jiang Fan, lowered her head, and whispered in his ear.

"Or is it that Xu Qingya drained you dry last night, and you're no longer able to perform?"

Jiang Fan's eyelids twitched. The man couldn't bear to hear such words.

Tang Yingxue smiled as she watched his reaction.

She straightened up, took the trench coat off her arms, and casually tossed it onto the passenger seat.

"Help me unzip the back of my jacket."

Jiang Fan stared at her face for two seconds, then reached out, wrapped his hand around her waist, and placed his fingertips on the zipper pull on her back.

The dress loosens from the shoulders and bunches up at the waist.

Inside was a light gray bra, very thin, and the material didn't look cheap.

Tang Yingxue tossed her hair to one side, unzipped the zipper, and reached her hand inside.

Jiang Fan gasped.

After a while, she straightened up and pulled down the last layer of fabric under her skirt.

There wasn't enough space in the driver's seat, so her knees were constantly pressed against the edge of the center console. She had to change her position twice before she could kick the thing off her legs.

The bra clasp was in the front; she reached out and unhooked it herself, then tossed it onto the steering wheel.

Jiang Fan's hand moved upwards from her waist.

The van was parked on the edge of a wasteland, surrounded by nothing but grass and wind.

The sounds inside the car were completely blocked by the soundproof glass.

Tang Yingxue put her hand on Jiang Fan's shoulder, lowered her head, and her hair brushed against his chin.

There wasn't enough room for two people to maneuver in the front row.

Jiang Fan caught her and the two moved to the back row.

The back seat was spacious, so Tang Yingxue lay down, kicked off her high heels, and went barefoot.

Jiang Fan grabbed his ankles and spread them apart. She turned her head so that her face was facing the back of the seat.

"Don't look."

"How many times have I seen this? Why are you still hiding?"

"you--"

The second half of the sentence was left unfinished.

Although the minivan has good shock absorption, the body still sways quite a bit.

Tang Yingxue gripped the seat with her fingers, one foot propped up on the passenger seat, and the other foot braced against the interior panel of the roof.

"Who just said I couldn't do it?"

Tang Yingxue bit her lower lip, her voice stuck in her throat.

"I didn't say—"

She turned her head to catch her breath, managing to squeeze out, "You and Xu Qingya are this ruthless too?"

Do you still miss her?

Tang Yingxue couldn't support herself with her arms and her face pressed directly onto the leather seat, her shoulders trembling.

She buried her face in her arms, her voice hoarse: "I regret it, okay...?"

"Will you dare cause me trouble again?"

"...I won't dare to do it again."

Tang Yingxue couldn't even speak anymore, only intermittent panting and the occasional muffled groan squeezed out of her throat.

Afterwards, Tang Yingxue slumped in the back seat, motionless.

Jiang Fan flipped back to the front row, adjusted the seat, and straightened his clothes.

There was a rustling sound coming from the back row; Tang Yingxue was getting dressed.

Two minutes later, she leaned over from the back row.

Her collar was still askew, and her hair was just casually gathered, but the expression on her face was much more relaxed than when she arrived.

"Jiang Fan".

"Um."

"Don't drag me to this shabby place next time." She bent down to pick up her high heels, her neckline drooping down, revealing a large expanse of skin.

Jiang Fan started the engine, and Tang Yingxue put on her shoes, sat back in the passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt.

She took out her lipstick from her handbag and touched it up a couple of times in front of the mirror on the sun visor.

Jiang Fan turned the steering wheel and drove the car back onto the main road.

"You should promote your song, stop thinking about these things all day."

Tang Yingxue adjusted the back of her chair a little higher, leaned back, and closed her eyes.

"...My back hurts."

"He brought it on himself."

"How dare you say that?"

The car drove onto the main road and headed towards the city center.

Jiang Fan glanced at the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye.

Tang Yingxue closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, and her hand rested on her lower abdomen.

The system panel flickered to the edge of my field of vision.

[Deep Compatibility x2, Lifespan +4000]