Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 153 Why are they deducting money from my paycheck everywhere I go just to take a ride?!

Just then, a patrol car with flashing lights slowly drove past the entrance to the snack street.

Xian Zuling's heart tightened, fearing that the car was coming for them. Without thinking twice, she quickly crouched down and climbed into the passenger seat, then swiftly closed the door.

200 yuan!

Ye Fan used this to scare her, and it was the most effective method.

If Ye Fan gave her two hundred yuan, she definitely wouldn't take it, just like last night. But if Ye Fan lost two hundred yuan because of her, she would be very anxious.

Ye Fan looked at the girl sitting upright next to him. She only dared to touch half of her buttocks to the edge of the seat, her body was tense, and her hands were placed awkwardly on her knees, as if the seat cushion was covered with sharp spikes.

Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckle: "Ancestral spirits, is this passenger seat burning my butt?"

"No...no!" Xian Zuling hurriedly shook his head, his voice weak and barely audible, his cheeks slightly flushed.

Ye Fan asked, puzzled, "Then why are you sitting like this?"

"Yes... I've been sweating a bit... I'm afraid... afraid of getting the seat dirty." She had walked too much today and had been running around under the scorching sun, so her clothes were indeed a little damp from the sweat.

Ye Fan started the car and said casually, "It's okay, just sit here and relax, it won't get dirty."

"Really, it's not necessary!" Xian Zuling stubbornly maintained that uncomfortable posture, her body trembling slightly from tension and awkwardness.

Ye Fan glanced at her and slowly added, "How am I supposed to drive if you're not wearing a seatbelt? There's a camera at the intersection ahead; if it catches the passenger not wearing a seatbelt, they'll be fined two hundred."

"what!"

The ancestral spirit was completely bewildered. Why was he being charged extra for taking a ride?

She quickly turned to the side to find the seatbelt buckle, grabbed the seatbelt in a flurry, and yanked it hard—click! The seatbelt locking mechanism was triggered, and the belt tightened instantly, remaining completely still.

She froze, at a loss, her pale fingers futilely pulling at the jammed strap.

Just when she didn't know what to do.

"Don't move," came Ye Fan's voice.

Immediately afterwards, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned his entire upper body forward.

The spirit's body instantly stiffened like a stone statue! Ye Fan's aura enveloped her instantly, carrying a clean and refreshing scent.

His arm reached across her body, his chest almost touching her arm, his warm breath brushing against her ear and neck...

They were too close! Close enough that she could see the texture of his shirt and the profile of his focused face.

Her heart suddenly raced, her mind went blank, and she could only hold her breath, afraid to move.

Ye Fan's movements were clean and efficient. He pressed and pulled at a certain position at the base of the seat belt, and the stuck belt loosened immediately.

He quickly pulled out the strap and precisely inserted it into the buckle on the passenger side, making a crisp "click" sound.

"Alright, let's go." Ye Fan said, shifting gears and starting the car.

Only then did Xian Zuling dare to breathe heavily, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

Only then did she belatedly realize that, due to nervousness, her body had unconsciously leaned back in the chair, and her entire sitting posture had become much more relaxed.

"Ah!" She reacted as if she had been burned, and tried to bounce up again.

"Stop messing around," Ye Fan said with a hint of amusement, as the car smoothly merged into the traffic.

"It's already confirmed; it's too late to get up now."

He looked straight ahead and said casually, "When you have time, just wipe the passenger seat clean for me."

Xian Zuling looked at Ye Fan's serious profile, hesitated for a moment, and finally obediently moved her body, letting her entire buttocks settle comfortably into the soft leather seat.

She promised softly but firmly, "Yes... I will clean it thoroughly."

Ye Fan tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingertips, as if a brilliant idea had struck him: "How about this? My car's interior hasn't been thoroughly cleaned in ages, so why don't you wipe it down inside and out for me? As payment..."

He paused, then turned to look at her. "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, how about that? Fair enough?"

"No, you don't need to treat me to a meal!"

Xian Zuling quickly shook her head, her voice urgent, "It's only right that I wipe your car. I haven't even properly thanked you for taking me back to school!"

Her fingers unconsciously twisted together again.

Ye Fan looked straight ahead and said calmly, "Bringing you back is just a matter of stepping on the gas, a piece of cake. You can wipe the car inside and out for me; that's more work than several meals. Even if you offset that, I'll still owe you three meals. It's settled then, you wipe the car for me, and I'll owe you three meals."

"Ye Fan, I really don't..." Xian Zuling waved his hands repeatedly, eager to refuse, but the words had barely left his mouth...

"Ring ring—" Ye Fan's phone rang at just the right moment, interrupting her.

It was Zhao Mingzhe calling.

Ye Fan pressed the car's Bluetooth answer button, and Lao Zhao's signature loud voice immediately filled the car:

"Hey! Old Ye! Let me tell you, our dorm is a total weirdo camp! At least three out of six people are idiots! They're all so sleazy..."

Old Zhao started to complain endlessly about his awful roommates, and then went on and on about how he was not used to the new school cafeteria and courses, going on and on.

Ye Fan occasionally responded with "hmm" or "ah," and sometimes cracked a joke. For a moment, only Lao Zhao's complaints and Ye Fan's low responses remained in the carriage.

The call was finally disconnected.

The carriage returned to silence.

Xian Zuling opened her mouth, but the refusal she had just been interrupted from came out.

She stole a glance at Ye Fan, who was focused on driving, and thought: Maybe... he has already forgotten about inviting me to dinner?

A black Audi was driving back to school.

Upon arriving at the familiar school gate, Ye Fan rolled down the car window and casually tossed an unopened pack of cigarettes to the security guard on duty—coincidentally, the same guard he had met on the day he registered.

The middle-aged man clearly recognized Ye Fan and his car. He took the cigarette, his face immediately beaming with smiles. He waved cheerfully, and the electric gate quickly lifted.

Ye Fan stepped on the gas and drove straight to the parking lot next to the cafeteria.

"arrive."

Ye Fan turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt, and said, "Let's go eat."

"Ah...okay." Xian Zuling responded and got out of the car.

Ye Fan had just had dinner with Liu Ruyan not long ago; he was only doing this so that the ancestral spirit could have a meal.

As soon as the two reached the entrance to the second floor of the cafeteria, Xian Zuling instinctively headed towards the corner window that served the cheapest white rice and vegetables.

"Offering to the ancestral spirits,"

Ye Fan called out to her and pointed to an empty seat by the window, "You can sit here."

Xian Zuling stopped in his tracks, puzzled.

Ye Fan looked at her, his tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable force: "We agreed you'd wash my car, so I owe you three meals. Now, I'll make up for the first one. Sit still, I'm going to buy some, be good."

The last two words carried a strange, comforting power.