“How come it’s you again?”

Under the helmet, Jiang Shengyue’s voice carried a hint of surprise. Three accidents, nearly crashing into the same person three times—it felt too much of a coincidence.

Observing Su Yuchen in his military training outfit through the windscreen, Jiang Shengyue had time to pause since they weren’t at school, sparing her from any lectures from the Disciplinary Committee.

With a flick of her toe, she disengaged the motorbike’s stand, then removed her helmet.

Her red-streaked black hair, flowing like waves, exuded a pleasant fragrance in the evening breeze, strikingly beautiful. Tidying the slightly disheveled locks, she revealed a face that was both exquisite and resolute.

Fair skin, delicate eyebrows, a slightly raised nose, highlighting not only a graceful neck but also an air of nobility and confidence.

Her red eyes were vivid, carrying an aggressive quality akin to flames, and a beauty mark near the corner of her left eye softened her assertive aura.

Su Yuchen looked into her eyes; Jiang Shengyue’s red eyes were different from Kristia’s. The former was a warm-toned fiery red, while the latter was a cold-toned blood red.

After placing the helmet away, Jiang Shengyue, clad in sportswear, lifted a leg and sat facing Su Yuchen on the motorbike, her silver earrings gently swaying with her movement. Tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear, she crossed her legs and looked at him. “Freshman, what’s your name?”

Examining Su Yuchen dressed in his military uniform, she was genuinely apologetic for nearly hitting him multiple times, but three close calls in a row were a bit too coincidental.

The first time might have been a coincidence, the second an accident, but the third nearly colliding with this guy—it seemed too odd.

A series of repeated coincidences might lead one to consider the possibility of ‘intentional’ actions.

Otherwise, how could there be recurring issues with a motorbike that had just passed an inspection in these two days?

Especially life-threatening problems like brake failures and tire blowouts.

“Su Yuchen.”

Without much ado, Su Yuchen extended his hand, palm open, displaying the screw for Jiang Shengyue to see.

“There were two screws from the previous incidents; I didn’t have a chance to return them to you, and I don’t have them now. I’ll bring them back to you tomorrow.”

Pausing for a moment, he shrugged. “Luckily, my reflexes are quick; otherwise, I would’ve been killed by the screws you shot out three times.”

“Senior Jiang Shengyue, your motorbike is quite fragile.”

While Jiang Shengyue reached for the screw in Su Yuchen’s hand, she said, “My ‘Little Fire’ isn’t that fragile. Don’t speak nonsense. Also…”

“You know my name?” Jiang Shengyue paused. “Oh right… Qu Zhentong called out my name very loudly the last two times.”

Little Fire?

Glancing at the motorbike beneath her, Su Yuchen wondered if Jiang Shengyue had a peculiar way of naming things. It was such a tacky name, completely mismatched with the silver-white motorbike.

As she toyed with the screw, Su Yuchen spoke up, “I’ll be off.”

“Wait!”

Jiang Shengyue leaped off the motorbike, reaching out and grabbing his shoulder. “I didn’t get to apologize for nearly hitting you the last two times. Let me make it up to you properly this time.”

“Alright… then, Senior Jiang, how about a thousand yuan for emotional distress compensation?” Su Yuchen suggested bluntly.

Jiang Shengyue paused, not because of the compensation amount but due to his straightforward attitude.

“Senior Jiang?”

“Oh… um…” Jiang Shengyue coughed lightly. “I don’t have that much money on me, so I can only compensate a small part for now.”

“Hmm?”

Su Yuchen looked at her with surprise, as if his expression was saying, ‘Someone who plays with motorbikes can’t even pull out a thousand bucks?’ making the senior sister slightly uncomfortable.

But indeed, she didn’t have that much money with her…

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Shengyue lifted her head and lightly applied pressure with her fingers on Su Yuchen’s shoulder, smiling to cover the awkwardness of being unable to afford the money at the moment. “Junior Su, I’ll compensate part of it first, and I’ll make up for the rest later.”

“How about we skip it for today then?”

“No way!” Jiang Shengyue rejected outright. “I must take responsibility for nearly hitting you three times, even if I can only take a part of it now.”

“Alright.” Su Yuchen nodded. “Then, Senior Jiang, please handle it.”

Jiang Shengyue released his shoulder. “Follow me.”

“Huh?” Su Yuchen looked at her in confusion. “Where to?”

“I don’t have much cash with me, and it’s embarrassing to take it out from the machine. Let’s buy some fruits for now.”

“Oh… what about your motorbike?”

“It’s fine to leave it there for now.”

Jiang Shengyue walked while taking off the hair tie on her wrist, tying her long hair into a simple ponytail. Afterward, she looked back at Su Yuchen. “Come this way.”

Su Yuchen glanced at the fruit shop a few steps away and followed, speaking up, “We can buy from here.”

“Just follow me.”

Watching her ponytail swish from side to side, Su Yuchen became a bit more cautious.

Girls who played with motorbikes were usually rich, and their personalities tended to be assertive. He started wondering if she might be planning to drag him into an alley to beat him up.

If it were him in her shoes, nearly hitting the same person three times would make him suspicious too—wondering if there was some kind of conspiracy going on.

“You nearly hit this lady’s motorbike, and you have the nerve to ask for compensation from me? Where’s your humility, commoner?”

Such a melodramatic situation… it couldn’t happen, right?

Entering a dimmer alleyway.

“Junior Su, sorry for nearly hitting you three times.”

“Senior Jiang, take good care of your motorbike.” As the imagined scenario didn’t happen, Su Yuchen spoke up, “Things don’t happen thrice… otherwise, I’ll suspect you’re targeting me.”

“No, no, no… Maybe it’s my Little Fire targeting you,” Jiang Shengyue joked.

“Your Little Fire has a crush on me?”

Jiang Shengyue glanced back at him, smiling slightly. “Junior Su, you’re not bad-looking; maybe it just forgot friendship for attraction.”

Speaking of motorbikes as if they had consciousness…

“Senior Jiang, you’re quite the joker.”

“You were the one who joked first, right?” Jiang Shengyue looked ahead again. “Junior Su, you don’t seem like a freshman at all; neither in your eyes nor your tone. You lack that ‘inexperience.'”

“Maybe I have an old man’s soul inside me.” Su Yuchen chuckled. “Senior Jiang, you ride motorbikes, and you don’t seem like a ‘girly girl.'”

“Who said girls who ride motorbikes have to be girly girls? Don’t compare me to them…”

“We’re here; the fruits sold here are fresher than outside.”

Jiang Shengyue informed Su Yuchen as she took large strides toward a small dark house ahead. “Mrs. Li, I’m here to buy some fruits…”

Before she finished speaking—

Thud!

Jiang Shengyue turned around to see Su Yuchen sitting on the ground after slipping on a banana peel.

“Junior, how did you slip on such a clean floor?”