Chapter 92: We Go to the Bar, Drink, and Dance

Zhang Yuerong glanced at Lin Chen with a speechless look. She had thought Lin Chen had really bought a car, but it turned out to be an old electric scooter, some parts of which were even rusted.

Zheng Hongjun sneered, "You call this old electric scooter a car? Look at the one next to it; that's a real luxury car!"

He ran over excitedly, looking at the Lamborghini Veneno Roadster next to the electric scooter. His eyes were filled with envy and passion as he shouted, "My God, is some super-rich second generation visiting our hotel? A Lamborghini Veneno Roadster, how could there be such a car in the country? With taxes, it must cost at least 40 million. And with only nine in the world, if a tycoon who likes this car gets his hands on it, the price could double! This car is so cool, it's my dream car!"

Suddenly, Zheng Hongjun saw Lin Chen reaching out to pat the Lamborghini's body, and he was so scared that he almost jumped. He scolded, "You idiot, what are you doing? Do you want to die? Stop it! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me say how valuable this car is? The person who can afford this car can kill you with a snap of their fingers. If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

Zhang Yuerong also hurriedly said, "Lin Chen, don't touch other people's cars. The people who can afford such luxury cars are not someone we can afford to offend. The owner of this car is probably the heir of some big group."

"Um... I just saw a fly on it and wanted to shoo it away. And this is my car, actually," Lin Chen said speechlessly.

"Your car? Ha, if this is your car, I'll eat my Audi A8! You must be delusional, dreaming in broad daylight. Speak with your brain, will you!" Zheng Hongjun said disdainfully.

Zhang Yuerong also rolled her eyes at Lin Chen and said, "Alright, I don't mind your electric scooter. We can ride it back."

With that, Zhang Yuerong swung her long legs and sat on the back of the electric scooter.

Lin Chen said gloomily, "Sister Rong, why do you really like riding electric scooters? It's not good to sit on someone else's electric scooter casually. Disliking sports cars and liking electric scooters, maybe that's a quirk of yours?"

"You... You guy, how dare you say I have a quirk? I'm really trying to help you!" Zhang Yuerong said angrily.

Lin Chen took out the sports car key and pressed the button. The door of the Lamborghini Veneno Roadster opened in a very cool way, as if welcoming its owner.

Lin Chen sat in the driver's seat and smiled at the stunned Zhang Yuerong, "Sister Rong, if you don't get in, I'll leave."

"Ah, Lin Chen, is this really your car? I'll get in, I'll get in, I'm coming right away." Zhang Yuerong immediately got off the electric scooter and ran to the Lamborghini, looking at Lin Chen with disbelief.

Lin Chen smiled at Zheng Hongjun, whose jaw was almost on the ground and who was in a daze, "Mr. Zheng, remember to eat your Audi A8. Whether you stir-fry it or deep-fry it is up to you, but I think it won't taste good. Enjoy it slowly, I won't accompany you, you idiot."

With that, the Lamborghini Veneno Roadster roared like a beast, scaring Zheng Hongjun so much that he fell on his butt. Then it made a beautiful turn and quickly disappeared from Zheng Hongjun's sight.

Zheng Hongjun looked at his Audi A8 key. Compared to this, his car was just a piece of junk. His face felt hot, and he had lost face today.

In the Lamborghini Veneno Roadster, Zhang Yuerong suddenly became quiet, not asking Lin Chen why he had such an expensive car. She looked out the window, lost in thought, with a hint of melancholy on her face.

" Sister Rong, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Lin Chen asked curiously.

Zhang Yuerong didn't answer, just smiled sadly, "Lin Chen, sometimes I really envy you rich second generations. Born with a golden spoon, from the start, your starting point is higher than others. Many worries you will never encounter."

"Um... I'm not a rich second generation. If I were, would I rent a room from you?" Lin Chen explained when he saw her misunderstanding.

Zhang Yuerong rolled her eyes at Lin Chen and said, "Not a rich second generation? Can you afford a car worth tens of millions? As for why you rent a room from me, it's probably just for fun. Bai Lan probably doesn't know you're a rich second generation. You rich people, you have so many tricks. I'm not going to borrow money from you, what are you afraid of?"

Lin Chen smiled bitterly, driving a Lamborghini Veneno Roadster and being mistaken for a rich second generation.

He didn't explain but said, "Sister Rong, you seemed to have misunderstood me before. I came to explain what happened that day. I met you drunk on the street, being harassed by a group of thugs. I chased them away and carried you home. You vomited all over both of us, so I helped you take off your outer clothes and cleaned you up a bit, but I didn't take advantage of you."

Zhang Yuerong blushed, "Mm, I believe you."

"Oh? You believe me so easily? Do I look like a gentleman?" Lin Chen was surprised, not expecting it to be so easy to clear things up.

Zhang Yuerong chuckled and said gently, "What gentleman's face do you have? I think you're just a heart-stealer. Bai Lan is clearly smitten with you. But I don't think you're a pervert; otherwise, Bai Lan would have been eaten to the bone by now."

Lin Chen thought, "I just don't take advantage of people in distress, that doesn't mean I'm not a pervert."

But he said seriously, "Sister Rong, don't say that. I treat Bai Lan like a sister. There's no such thing as stealing her heart. By the way, Bai Lan is going to high school in a few days. I might not have time to accompany her, so could you please take her there?"

Zhang Yuerong nodded, agreeing, and then they fell silent again. Zhang Yuerong clearly had something on her mind.

After a while, Zhang Yuerong suddenly said, "Lin Chen, let's go to the bar."

Lin Chen thought he had heard wrong and looked at Zhang Yuerong, "Sister Rong, what did you say?"

"I said, let's go to the bar, drink, and dance!" Zhang Yuerong said, raising her voice.

Lin Chen's eyes widened. Zhang Yuerong didn't seem like the type to go to a bar. She looked like a typical housewife, and besides, who wears a business suit to a bar?

"Sister Rong, did something upset you?" Lin Chen asked, seeing her gloomy face.

"If you want to listen, I'll tell you later. But first, I want to have a drink," Zhang Yuerong said calmly.

Lin Chen remembered that the last time he met Zhang Yuerong on the street, she was drunk.

Clearly, this woman had something on her mind.

"Alright, let's go to the bar and drink. Let's go crazy tonight at the 'Night Dynasty' bar in the city center," Lin Chen said with a smile.