God of Racing-Chapter 432 - 425

Le Zhengsheng widened his phoenix eyes, pointing at his own nose, "You want me to...clean shoes?"

Lu Jinxuan raised an eyebrow, "Did I not make myself clear?"

"Ha!" Le Zhengsheng was astonished, chuckling disdainfully, "You’ve got to be kidding! You better figure out who I am..."

He lifted his hand and pointed at Mu Qinglan, his tone extremely contemptuous, "This lowly girl, you want me to clean her shoes!"

This utter disdain in his voice immediately made Mu Qinglan lower her head in grievance, pulling Lu Jinxuan’s sleeve and murmuring, "Jinxuan, let it go..."

Lu Jinxuan glanced coldly at Yu Sangwan, who was still squatting on the ground washing clothes for Le Zhengsheng. The suffocating feeling in his chest couldn’t dissipate. Then he looked at Mu Qinglan and said softly, "Don’t feel wronged. Today, he will definitely clean your shoes!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Ha!"

Le Zhengsheng was thoroughly shocked, his temper flaring as he slammed the basin he was holding onto the ground, "SHIT! Bring it on...see if I clean or not!"

The atmosphere was instantly tense, and Le Zhengsheng rolled up his sleeves as if ready to fight.

Yu Sangwan couldn’t bear to watch any longer, shaking the water off her hands, she stood up and walked over to pull him back, "Let it go...what are you doing?"

"No, Wanwan..." Le Zhengsheng was so upset he couldn’t think straight, "This vile girl, I’ve had enough of her despicable look!"

"Hey!" Yu Sangwan hurriedly grabbed him, "Stop talking nonsense!"

She pulled Le Zhengsheng aside while reaching a hand toward Mu Qinglan, "Take it off!"

"Uh?" Mu Qinglan was stunned, looking at Lu Jinxuan, embarrassed beyond measure, "No need, no need..."

Yu Sangwan smiled with raised lips, "It’s okay...I’ll help you clean them; it’s not a bother...Your shoes are wet, you really can’t wear them like that."

Le Zhengsheng tugged at her from behind, "Wanwan..."

"Tsk!" Yu Sangwan glared at him, "Quiet down!"

Their intimate little gestures only fueled Lu Jinxuan’s rage. With a sullen expression, he bent down, squatting in front of Mu Qinglan, and said softly, "Lift your foot..."

"Ah?" Mu Qinglan was startled, but she couldn’t help feeling a secret joy, imagining Yu Sangwan cleaning her shoes, the thought was delightful!

But she declined verbally, "Isn’t that a bit inappropriate? No need."

"Take them off." Lu Jinxuan’s tone was almost commanding.

"...Oh." Mu Qinglan feared displeasing him, yet in her heart, she actually wished for this, obediently taking off her shoes as Lu Jinxuan suggested, looking apologetically at Yu Sangwan, "Sorry! Actually, I can clean them myself..."

Yu Sangwan couldn’t care less about her chatter, grabbed them, "No problem."

She turned around, holding the shoes, and walked away.

Le Zhengsheng followed her, chattering, "Little Wanwan, sorry for the trouble! It’s all my fault, let me do it."

"Hehe." Yu Sangwan laughed lightly and said nonchalantly, "Are you really going to nitpick with me over this? Young master, can you even clean shoes? Let me..."

"Heh." Le Zhengsheng chuckled, tilting his head to cast a provocative glance at Lu Jinxuan! Try to mess with him? Who’s the one who should be proud now?

Lu Jinxuan’s brow furrowed tightly. Have they reached this level of intimacy already?

Getting a sudden burst of heat in his head, he reached out and lifted Mu Qinglan horizontally, startling her as she leaned shyly against him, "Jinxuan..."

Lu Jinxuan didn’t look at her, his gaze landing on Yu Sangwan, but he spoke to Mu Qinglan, "You’re not wearing shoes, I’ll carry you back...besides, you’re not fully recovered and still weak, the fewer steps you take, the better."

Beside them, Le Zhengsheng couldn’t help but mock, "Wow, so considerate! I’m almost moved to tears!"

Kneeling down to clean the shoes, Yu Sangwan’s back tensed, and she turned up the faucet so the rushing water nearly drowned out whatever they were saying, dulling the ache in her heart... just a little bit.

She couldn’t resist looking up, seeing Lu Jinxuan carrying Mu Qinglan towards the residential building...

Yu Sangwan couldn’t help but feel self-mocking; is he doing this to stand up for Mu Qinglan? Does he also think she intended to harm Mu Qinglan? How quickly people’s hearts change...

That night, in Lu Jinxuan’s room.

He lay on the bed, Ji Qing just finishing the treatment for him.

Lu Jinxuan’s eyes were closed, his long eyelashes resting on his lower eyelids, looking peaceful as if he were asleep.

Ji Qing reached out to pull the quilt over him, smiled at his sleeping face, "Goodnight, young master... Ji Qing only has your best interests at heart."

Ji Qing left the room softly, closing the door behind her.

The room was silent for a moment before Lu Jinxuan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

This version of Lu Jinxuan showed no sign of sleepiness; his deep eyes were bright, clearly more alert than ever.

Lu Jinxuan threw off the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the wardrobe, and opened it, casually pulling out a shirt, then grabbed a basin from the balcony, and left the room holding it.

He walked all the way out of the residential building, to the place where Yu Sangwan had done the laundry.

In the open space, with clotheslines stretched across, the clothes Yu Sangwan washed during the day were hanging up to dry.

Lu Jinxuan squatted down, facing the basin and the shirt inside, but didn’t know what to do, looking bewildered... Helpless like a child.

At the front door, Yu Sangwan came in carrying a bag in one hand and biting into a peach in the other, after having done laundry and visited her father in the afternoon, she was returning home at this hour. Walking inside, she saw Lu Jinxuan squatting on the ground facing the basin.

"So late at night, not sleeping, what’s he up to?"

Yu Sangwan mumbled a couple of sentences, couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

As she got closer, she realized he was staring blankly at the shirt in the basin.

"Tsk!" Yu Sangwan felt even more puzzled, couldn’t help but walk forward, pondered for a long time, and seeing that he didn’t move at all, she finally spoke up, "Hey... what are you doing here?"

Lu Jinxuan lifted his head, his gaze very vacant, for a moment as if he didn’t recognize Yu Sangwan.

"..."

For some unknown reason, Yu Sangwan felt that this Lu Jinxuan seemed like a different person and somewhat resembled the time he sat at the apartment entrance and that night in the pouring rain!

"You..." Yu Sangwan’s heart skipped a beat, she couldn’t help but squat in front of him, pointing at the basin, "What do you want to do?"

Lu Jinxuan’s expression remained unchanged, calmly saying, "Dirty."

"Huh?" Yu Sangwan was taken aback, a bit surprised, "Then... then if it’s dirty, wash it!"

Thinking about it, something seemed off—how would he even know how to do that?

"Didn’t you bring someone to help? That Miss Ji, and also... Mu Qinglan, aren’t they washing clothes for you?"

Lu Jinxuan fixed his gaze on her and suddenly said, "In the past, it was you who washed it."

"Huh?" Yu Sangwan was caught off guard, although surprised, she had to admit it was a fact, "Yes..."

"So now, you won’t wash it anymore?" Lu Jinxuan’s voice was low, and because he was squatting, he didn’t seem as domineering as during the day, rather he seemed a bit wronged, "Is it because of that Le Zhengsheng? Do you like him?"

Yu Sangwan instinctively wanted to refute, "You’re talking nonsense..."

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she stopped—why should she explain herself to him?

Carrying the bag, she stood up, "Then you wash it slowly, I’m going back to sleep."

Turning away, she heard Lu Jinxuan turning on the tap behind her, the rushing sound of water was startling.

Yu Sangwan turned to look, this wasn’t washing clothes! The way he was running the water, there’d be a flood soon!

"Hey!" Yu Sangwan shook her head helplessly and returned.

She placed the bag on the ground, turned off the tap, quickly finished off the peach in her right hand, tossed away the pit, and nodded towards Lu Jinxuan, "Move away! Let me do it! So late at night, why insist on washing just one shirt?"

"Yeah." Lu Jinxuan obediently moved aside, like a child receiving candy.

Yu Sangwan rolled up her sleeves, skillfully started the water, and got busy with the detergent and softener.

Meanwhile, Lu Jinxuan went over, picked up the peach pit she had just thrown away, and examined it closely in his hand. Bathed in the moonlight, he seemed to be surrounded by a gentle golden aura, not the dazzling kind, but a very soft one.

It seemed like he was someone who was clean and pure, not easily touched by the mundane world.

Yu Sangwan inadvertently glanced up, and a line of words flashed through her mind, "In elegance and grace a youth so rare, lifts his cup to the sky with a nonchalant stare, like a jade tree facing the wind with flair."

At this moment, Lu Jinxuan was as beautiful as a distant noble.

Seeing him holding the peach pit, she couldn’t help but ask, "Why are you holding that? It’s covered in my saliva, plus dirt."

"You..." Lu Jinxuan lowered his eyelids slightly, "Didn’t you make a whistle out of this when you were a kid?"

"Huh?" Yu Sangwan was dazed, then she nodded, "Yes! Of course...but, why ask, did you also? No way! A rich young master like you would even play with these things?"

Lu Jinxuan nodded faintly, sighed, "I did...someone taught me...said the girl he liked really loved eating peaches."

"Huh?" Yu Sangwan couldn’t help but laugh, "Sounds so romantic! But that was someone else’s favorite girl, what’s it got to do with you?"

Lu Jinxuan suddenly turned his head to look at her, "Yeah...what does it have to do with me?"

"..." Yu Sangwan was stunned, confused... Who was he asking?

"Here!" Lu Jinxuan didn’t continue the topic but instead nudged under the tap, "Rinse it quickly, I’ll make you a whistle..."

"..." Before Yu Sangwan could react, he had already turned on the tap and started washing the peach pit.

That’s not all, Lu Jinxuan, full of enthusiasm, searched around for a smooth stone, wet it and ground the pit, occasionally glancing up at Yu Sangwan, "You have to do it this way, wet it slowly, get both sides hollowed out and take out the core..."

Yu Sangwan became even more bewildered, was this person really Lu Jinxuan?

With only one shirt in the basin, Yu Sangwan washed it slowly, waiting for Lu Jinxuan to finish grinding the peach pit. Watching his focused demeanor, Yu Sangwan couldn’t help but feel something wasn’t quite right, yet... couldn’t put her finger on it.

Yu Sangwan finished washing, wringing, and hanging the shirt. As she turned around, Lu Jinxuan stood right in front of her, so close that her nose bumped into his chest.