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After the Scumbag's First Love Returns, the Heiress Stops Pretending

Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Published August 27, 2026

Chapter 107: Pursuit A long, heavy silence. The heater made the air inside the car feel stuffy. Jiang Shixu tugged at his tie and rolled the window down halfway. The cold wind rushed in, instantly refreshing the atmosphere. Chu Tang weighed her words before speaking. "What my father meant, you just—" Before she could finish, the man slammed his foot on the accelerator. Caught off guard, Chu Tang lurched forward, the rest of her sentence swallowed back down. She pressed her lips together and quietly fastened her seatbelt. Jiang Shixu drove fast, his emotions running high. Chu Tang sat in the passenger seat, her heart in her throat. ... The bodyguards following behind jolted in shock. "Holy shit! Where did the young master's car go? How did we lose him in the blink of an eye?" The companion in the passenger seat broke into a cold sweat. "No way, man? You lost him like that?" The driver slammed his fist against the steering wheel in frustration. "Damn it, the young master was flying just now—that thing's a Bugatti Black Night, how the hell could my piece of junk keep up? What are we supposed to do now?" The bodyguard in the passenger seat fumbled for his phone. "I'll call and ask where the young master drove off to." The black Bugatti tore down the road, scenery whipping past in a blur. The thunderous roar of the supercar drowned out the faint vibration of a phone. Chu Tang's heart was clenched tight. Her face pale, she gripped the seatbelt desperately. "Shixu, slow down." Jiang Shixu stared ahead, jaw set tight, the hard lines of his profile radiating coldness—it was obvious he was in a foul mood. The man kept his cold expression and said nothing, but the speed gradually dropped. Chu Tang's tense body slowly relaxed, and she looked out the window. The buildings and scenery along this road were all unfamiliar. This wasn't the way back to Tinglanyuan, nor was it the way back to the Jiang family estate. "Where are you going?" Jiang Shixu replied in a cold voice, "Tinglanyuan has been exposed. You can't go back there for the next few days. I'm taking you to the estate in the suburbs to lie low. Once I've dealt with things here, I'll come pick you up." "Is it far?" "Not far. There'll be people waiting up ahead. You'll get out and go with them—they're all professional bodyguards. With them protecting you, you won't be in any danger." Chu Tang immediately shot back, "What about you?" "Don't worry about me." The car continued forward. The tall buildings of the city grew fewer and fewer, replaced by low houses and wild countryside. Lush green vegetation lined both sides of the road, a refreshing and soothing sight at a glance. "We're getting off just up ahead. Tangtang, you'll go with them in a moment." Chu Tang turned to look behind her. "There are no bodyguards today? Didn't you say we should always have bodyguards when going out?" Jiang Shixu's voice was deep and low. "After I left the hospital, I noticed someone following us, so I sped up to shake them off. The bodyguards must have lost us around then too." Chu Tang's heart tightened. "Then will you be in danger going back?" Just then, Jiang Shixu's phone vibrated again. The car had already slowed down, and this time he answered. The bodyguard on the other end spoke urgently and gravely: "Young master, where are you and the young madam right now? We've lost you." "I'm at—" Before he could finish. Suddenly—bang!—a bullet struck the car body. At the same time, a black Aston Martin appeared in the rearview mirror. Jiang Shixu wrenched the steering wheel, dodging just in time as the bullet aimed at the tire hit the car body instead. Fortunately, the tire was fine. Chu Tang let out an instinctive scream. The Bugatti's tires screeched sharply against the road. Jiang Shixu shoved Chu Tang down in the passenger seat. "Tangtang, watch out!" The moment she was pushed down, a bullet flew in from the rear side. Had Jiang Shixu not acted in time, that bullet would have blown her head off. The bullet sliced diagonally through the passenger side and struck the windshield, instantly punching a hole through it with cracks spiderwebbing outward. Cold wind howled in through the bullet hole. Chu Tang curled up as best she could, trembling with fear. Once again, she had brushed past death. In that moment, she felt Fu Yuanzhou's murderous intent with crystal clarity! Fu Yuanzhou actually dared to use a gun openly in Hua Country—he truly was a complete madman! Facing the sudden emergency, Jiang Shixu remained calm and composed. "They came prepared." Jiang Shixu's voice was low, his words rapid. "Tangtang, stay down and don't move." He had been careless. He'd thought he'd shaken them off, but they'd caught up anyway. His Tangtang had nearly been shot. The man's brows furrowed, murderous intent lurking in his eyes. Jiang Shixu pushed the car to extreme speed, the steering wheel spinning left and right in his hands as the car swerved unpredictably, weaving between lanes like a dragon in flight—agile and swift, dodging a shot aimed at the driver's seat. Bang!—a bullet hit the rearview mirror, shattering the glass in an instant, fragments flying in every direction. Chu Tang was thrown side to side, bumping and knocking against the interior. Behind the Bugatti, two more cars had caught up. A black Aston Martin and a silver Porsche 918 raced at breakneck speed, attempting to box in the Bugatti. In the passenger seat of the Porsche 918 sat a man wielding a heavy sniper rifle—the shots fired moments ago had come from him. Jiang Shixu eased off the accelerator slightly. With one hand on the wheel and the other reaching for the gun stored beside the driver's seat, he chambered a round with a single motion. Jiang Shixu normally never kept a gun in his car, but he had prepared this one specifically as a precaution against Fu Yuanzhou. Just as the Aston Martin was about to pull up alongside the Bugatti, Jiang Shixu suddenly decelerated, bringing the two cars level. In that brief second, he raised his hand and fired—the bullet slicing through the gap in the window. A hole punctured the Aston Martin's window glass. The passenger seat was empty; the bullet struck the driver instead. The car veered sharply off course in an instant, slamming head-on into the guardrail on the right side of the road. The Aston Martin's front end crumpled inward, the guardrail twisted and buckled under the impact, and thick black smoke began pouring from the vehicle. The trailing Porsche 918, seeing its companion in trouble, visibly slowed—the driver's attention had wavered. Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Shixu kept one hand on the wheel and raised his gun with the other, twisting around to fire several rapid shots at the car behind. The bullets pierced the rear car's windshield. The Porsche's driver swerved frantically to dodge the sudden gunfire. Clearly lacking Jiang Shixu's composure, the man lost control—the Porsche wobbled left and right before crashing through the left guardrail and plummeting off the cliff. Chu Tang lay low in the car, having seen none of what happened outside. She only felt the vehicle briefly decelerate, then heard a tremendous crash—as if a car had slammed into the guardrail. The chaos outside was terrifying, but Chu Tang didn't dare lift her head to look. She stayed obediently prone, not daring to move. The Bugatti finally shook off its two pursuers, accelerating forward and covering a long stretch of road. Only after confirming they were out of danger did Jiang Shixu relax. "Alright, Tangtang, you can get up now." Only then did Chu Tang slowly sit up. Jiang Shixu slowed the car and glanced at her. Chu Tang's face was deathly pale, the fear still lingering in her eyes—clearly shaken badly. Chu Tang heard herself ask, her voice trembling: "Was that Fu Yuanzhou himself just now?" Jiang Shixu shook his head. "He probably wouldn't come personally yet. The man with the gun was likely someone he brought from Country A—someone who can handle that kind of weapon is probably one of his mercenaries there." Chu Tang was still in shock, cold sweat soaking her clothes. "He really is a madman." Jiang Shixu felt a pang of guilt. "That scared you, didn't it, Tangtang? I'm sorry—being with me has put you in danger again." Perhaps... he really should seriously consider what Ruan Shaodong had said.

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