"Okay, then come pick me up at school later. Give me a call when you get here, and I’ll come find you," An Qi’Er said.

"Alright, see you later!"

Lin Mu responded and hung up the phone, then pouted a bit. Lin Mu left the Lin Family Mansion. Since the car was destroyed, he had to take a taxi. Soon, Lin Mu quickly arrived at Wancheng First Middle School.

At the school gate, Lin Mu called An Qi’Er. Shortly, a beautiful figure walked out from the school entrance. An Qi’Er was still dressed very plainly. As the weather got colder, An Qi’Er wore a white down jacket, tight jeans, and knee-high leather boots. Although her outfit was simple, An Qi’Er’s natural grace was enough to attract the attention of passersby.

Lin Mu sat inside the car and waved to An Qi’Er, who then walked over, opened the car door, and got into the taxi. Even the experienced driver couldn’t help but take a second look at her; There’s no denying that An Qi’Er was incredibly charming and attractive.

After An Qi’Er got in, Lin Mu moved from the front passenger seat to the back.

"Brother Lin, why didn’t you drive today?" An Qi’Er asked.

"Yeah, my car got destroyed, so I’m planning to get a new one!" Lin Mu replied.

"Destroyed? How did it get destroyed?" An Qi’Er asked puzzledly.

After all, An Qi’Er was just a teacher and was oblivious to the dangers and challenges of Lin Mu’s secretive, dangerous life.

For Lin Mu, taking a life might be as easy as a flick of the wrist, while for An Qi’Er, an angelic schoolteacher, murder was a crime that deserved punishment — a matter of life and death with legal consequences! Thus, the difference in their social environments shaped their perceptions of the world.

"It got blown up by a bomb," Lin Mu chuckled and said.

"Oh, Brother Lin, you’re so bad, making fun of me. Do you think you’re shooting a movie, getting blown up by a bomb?" An Qi’Er said incredulously.

"Uh..." Lin Mu scratched his head, having no idea how to explain. Even if he did, An Qi’Er probably wouldn’t believe him and might think he made it up from watching movies. So Lin Mu chose not to explain further, and he told the driver, "Old man, head to the city."

The experienced driver nodded and couldn’t help but glance at An Qi’Er again through the rearview mirror as he drove towards the city.

Arriving in the city, Lin Mu went to a Western restaurant with Man Luo.

Lin Mu’s stomach was growling with hunger. As a true foodie, he had to have three proper meals a day, or he’d faint from hunger. Entering the restaurant, Lin Mu ordered a large spread of dishes, two glasses of juice, and began chatting with An Qi’Er.

"How have you been lately?" Lin Mu asked.

"Alright, same as usual," An Qi’Er nodded. As a teacher, life was a routine of home, school, and back home.

"How about you, Brother Lin?"

"I’m not doing well at all!" Lin Mu said with a bitter face.

"What happened?" An Qi’Er furrowed her brow and asked puzzledly.

"Ah, it’s not feeling well here," Lin Mu patted his chest.

"What’s wrong with your heart?" Clearly, An Qi’Er misunderstood, thinking Lin Mu had health issues.

"I’m lovesick, uh, missing you..." Lin Mu suddenly laughed.

Upon hearing this, An Qi’Er blushed and playfully scolded, "Brother Lin, you’re so bad."

"Haha, I’m just being honest. By the way, when will you be willing to be my wife?" Lin Mu looked at An Qi’Er and said.

Hearing this, An Qi’Er’s face turned even redder, "Brother Lin, you always tease me."

"Uh..." Lin Mu raised his hand in frustration, "I swear I’m not joking; I’m serious."

It wasn’t that An Qi’Er had no feelings for Lin Mu. Upon hearing Xiong Xiaoxiao telling her that Lin Mu was back, An Qi’Er thought she could resist calling him, but in the end, she couldn’t help it — she still couldn’t let go of this man!

So, even though An Qi’Er didn’t say anything, in her heart, she had already unconsciously considered Lin Mu the best man for her in the world, bar none!

Women love to say one thing and mean another, and An Qi’Er was also a woman, besides being more beautiful than others, she was still a regular woman. So she shared common feminine traits.

Just then, An Qi’Er’s phone rang. She took it out to look at the number and felt helpless, pressing the reject button instead of answering.

"Brother Lin, actually I..."

Just as An Qi’Er was about to speak, she was interrupted by another call. Looking at the number, she again rejected it without picking up.

"Who is it? Why don’t you answer?" Lin Mu asked.

"Nothing, let’s eat first." An Qi’Er had just gathered the courage to express her true feelings to Lin Mu, but the call interrupted her.

As they ate, Lin Mu also felt quite hungry, eating large mouthfuls of food, as if he were starving. It made the food look particularly appetizing! After all, he had exerted a lot of energy the night before, and it’s crucial to replenish enough nutrients; that way, he’d have the strength to work — this principle also applied to a man’s bedroom activities.

During the short ten-minute meal, An Qi’Er’s phone rang several times, each time she rejected the calls. Finally, she turned off her phone because she really didn’t want to answer calls from that person. Even without listening, she could guess what that person would say.

Lin Mu didn’t ask further questions either. If there were anything An Qi’Er wanted to discuss, she’d tell him. If she didn’t, it meant she wanted to handle it herself.

After eating, they chatted a bit more in the restaurant. Since An Qi’Er had turned off her phone, there were no more disturbances.

"Brother Lin, where should we go next?" An Qi’Er asked.

"Since we have nothing else to do, why don’t you tag along with me this afternoon to buy a car? It’s really inconvenient without one," Lin Mu replied.

"Alright, I don’t have any classes this afternoon, so I can go with you," An Qi’Er nodded.

"Let’s go get a car," Lin Mu said, satisfied and full.

They left the restaurant and hailed a taxi, heading to the Wancheng Land Rover dealership. Since Bugatti wasn’t available on the Huaxia market yet, Lin Mu planned to buy a Land Rover, which would better match the dignity of a Wolf Fang Soldier King, the Flying Dragon Gang Leader, and even the Alliance Leader of the underground world. Plus, a Land Rover’s performance is tough, making it an excellent alternative to the luxury of a Bugatti.