After hurriedly washing his face, Ji Jue headed out for Professor Ye’s workshop. It was such a short distance that Horsey barely had time to rev its engine before Ji Jue hit the brakes again. Its two headlights stared at him resentfully.

Lately, he didn’t even call it his little darling or precious baby anymore. Every day, he holed himself up in the basement, and whenever he came back out, he seemed to carry the scent of other vehicles on him. Now that he had finally taken it out for a drive, the trip was over before it had even properly begun. He was obviously just going through the motions.

So love really did fade, didn’t it?

Ji Jue slapped its hood, telling it to cut the drama. He had just upgraded its suspension the day before yesterday, and now it was already eyeing some new nitrous lights?

God knew what the hell it spent all day looking at online. If he didn’t keep an eye on it, it could start running off after ride-hailing cars! He was cutting the garage’s internet connection the moment he got back.

Ji Jue climbed the steps and pushed open the door. Inside, he found a bleary-eyed Ye Chun sitting lazily in the kitchen, sipping milk tea and basking in the sunlight like some free-range exhibit animal. She always looked like this after half-assing her way through another paper.

Ji Jue shot her a look. What’s going on?

Ye Chun shot one right...