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Eventually, the matter of Xu Fan becoming a disciple of Zen Master Wu Ming just fell through.
Now that they had descended from Qixia Mountain and gotten back into the car, Xiao Lan didn't start driving with previously seen anxiety. Instead, she sat in the driver's seat and stared unashamedly and directly at Xu Fan.
She seemed like a curious baby who couldn't wait to get a careful and clear look at this guy right now.
Xu Fan was also unusually patient, just letting Xiao Lan size him up, and even reminded her kindly in the end.
"Lan Sister, if it bothers you to look at me with clothes on, I can take them all off right now."
"Get lost."
This banter made Xiao Lan lose interest in unmasking the guy. No matter his identity, to her, he was still the little hoodlum brother who could make her happy.
Starting the Continental GT and heading back home, Xiao Lan gave instructions: "Alright, there's nothing else, you little rascal, hurry up and go to school."
