I Can See The Success Rate-Chapter 99 – I’m not acting!

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Che Xiaoxiao suddenly realized something.

No matter how well she acted, no matter how convincing she was, she couldn't fool Bai Wu.

Instantly, she was filled with a sense of defeat.

But soon, Che Xiaoxiao shook off that feeling of defeat.

After all, after everything that had happened...

In Che Xiaoxiao's mind, Bai Wu was a man with a miraculous fortune-telling ability...

Not being able to deceive Bai Wu was perfectly normal...

"Sigh..."

Che Xiaoxiao sighed silently in her heart, "But fortunately, Bai Wu didn't figure out that I was just pretending to have a sprained ankle..."

The show must go on.

"Ah!!!"

Che Xiaoxiao slowly placed her left foot on the ground, and then let out a surprised exclamation.

"Still acting at this point? Truly a drama queen!" Bai Wu thought to himself, then cooperatively asked, "What's wrong?"

"My foot, it doesn't hurt anymore, not at all, it should be fine now!" Che Xiaoxiao exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Bai Wu: "..."

"I feel like I can drive now!" Che Xiaoxiao said with a serious face.

"Are you sure? You shouldn't joke about your safety!"

Bai Wu frowned, looking 'worried', "Even if it's just a minor sprain, you shouldn't underestimate it. What if your foot hurts again while driving?"

"Then maybe..."

Che Xiaoxiao looked hopeful, her eyes sparkling, "I can show you my driving skills next time?"

"Why don't you show me now! It's just a minor sprain, it shouldn't be a big problem!" Bai Wu said without hesitation.

Che Xiaoxiao: "..."

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

After a few seconds of silence.

Che Xiaoxiao suddenly rolled up her pants leg, pointed at her ankle, and shouted excitedly, "What do you mean it won't be a big problem? Look, open your eyes and take a good look, open your eyes wide and see, my ankle is already so red, it's about to swell, and you say it won't be a big problem? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Bai Wu: "..."

He stared at Che Xiaoxiao's foot, examining it.

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Even though Che Xiaoxiao was wearing shoes and he couldn't see her foot clearly, just by looking at the small part that was exposed, Bai Wu's mind automatically filled in the rest.

Che Xiaoxiao's little foot definitely wouldn't lose to Mu Yi'er or Di Qingqing's.

"Black stockings..."

Bai Wu couldn't help but fantasize.

Imagining Che Xiaoxiao wearing black stockings, doing that for him...

However.

The originally suggestive and violent scene suddenly changed.

The previously gentle and smiling Che Xiaoxiao suddenly grinned coldly at Bai Wu.

The pair of feet in black stockings that were gently doing that for him suddenly lifted and came down hard.

Bai Wu was startled.

The image in his mind shattered.

The tragic fate of the monkey-faced man on the bus replayed in Bai Wu's mind.

Bai Wu shivered all over.

"What's wrong?" Che Xiaoxiao's puzzled voice pulled Bai Wu out of his fantasy.

"Nothing..."

Bai Wu wiped a few drops of cold sweat from his face and forced a smile at Che Xiaoxiao.

"Strange!" Che Xiaoxiao muttered with a frown, then asked hopefully, "So, did you see anything? Is my foot injury serious? Is it red? Is it very red? Is it swollen? Is it very swollen?"

Bai Wu's face was peculiar.

"Come on, say something!" Che Xiaoxiao demanded, glaring at him.

"Ahem..."

Bai Wu coughed twice, raised his left hand, and asked with a strange expression, "What hand is this?"

"Left hand!" Che Xiaoxiao replied matter-of-factly.

"And what hand is this?" Bai Wu raised his right hand.

"Right hand!" Che Xiaoxiao answered again, matter-of-factly.

"Strange, you clearly know left from right!"

Bai Wu frowned, stared at Che Xiaoxiao for a moment, then shook his head exaggeratedly.

"You’re the one who can't tell left from right!" Che Xiaoxiao retorted, then asked suspiciously, "What does knowing left from right have to do with how serious my foot injury is?"

"It does!"

Bai Wu nodded earnestly.

"What does it have to do with it? Tell me!" Che Xiaoxiao asked, full of confusion.

"Didn't you sprain your left foot?" Bai Wu asked.

"Yes!" Che Xiaoxiao became even more puzzled.

"Yes, yes, yes, you did!" Bai Wu snapped, "Then why did you roll up your right pant leg for me to see?"

Che Xiaoxiao was stunned.

She looked down at her right foot.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

After a few seconds.

Her face gradually turned red.

She looked up.

Trying hard to act as if nothing had happened, she said, "Oops, oops, I got confused under this big sun!"

Bai Wu looked up at the sky.

Although it was a sunny day, the sun was completely obscured by a large cloud.

"Yes, the sun is really big!" Bai Wu said sarcastically.

Che Xiaoxiao's face turned even redder.

She quickly rolled up her left pant leg, shifting the topic back to her foot.

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"So, what do you think? Is my foot injury serious? Is it red? Is it very red? Is it swollen? Is it very swollen?" Che Xiaoxiao asked as she pressed hard on her left ankle.

"So?" Bai Wu asked with a dark face.

"So, although the bone isn't injured, my sprain is quite severe, so I probably can't drive..." Che Xiaoxiao stated her intention.

After speaking, she added, "After all, safety first!"

"Alright, after all this acting, your true colors are revealed. In the end, it's all about not wanting to drive. Fine, fine, next time I'll have a chance to witness the superb driving skills of Hang City's Special Police Team's car god..." Bai Wu couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not acting!" Che Xiaoxiao retorted, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh? Then why don't you show me your driving skills now?" Bai Wu teased with a playful smile.

"Didn't I sprain my ankle?" Che Xiaoxiao mumbled, looking down.

"Didn't I tell you? As long as it's not a bone injury, I can heal it. And I've calculated it, your sprain isn't as severe as you think. With a little massage for a minute or two, it'll be as good as new!" Bai Wu said with a smile.

Che Xiaoxiao: "..."