Yun Qingyao didn’t wake Lin Fan in the middle of the night. When Lin Fan woke up, he saw that it wasn’t even 5 AM. Turning his head, he saw Yun Qingyao still sleeping soundly.

Lin Fan got out of bed, finished washing up, and then went to wake up Yun Qingyao, "Get up, it’s time for us to head out."

Yun Qingyao woke up groggily and realized she had her mobility back. She asked, "What time is it now?"

Lin Fan said, "It’s 5 o’clock. Hurry up, we want to try to reach Southern Yunnan before tonight."

He had rested enough and planned to be on the road all day.

"Oh." Yun Qingyao got up lazily and then went into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, she walked out at a slow pace, only to find Lin Fan with an expression of mild exasperation. It seemed Lin Fan was getting a bit impatient waiting for her.

Yun Qingyao snorted, "What’s with the look? Can’t a girl take a little more time to get ready?"

Lin Fan stood up and said, "Let’s go."

The two headed downstairs, checked out, and left the hotel.

"Let’s hit the supermarket to get some supplies first. Today, apart from bathroom breaks and fueling up, we won’t be getting out of the car," Lin Fan said.

So they went to the supermarket, bought enough food for the day, then went over to Lin Fan’s Rolls-Royce. Lin Fan put the supplies in the trunk and said, "Get in the car and eat something. We’ll leave in ten minutes."

"Okay." It seemed they had reached a tacit understanding. Yun Qingyao grabbed a piece of bread and a bottle of water and got into the car first.

Though Lin Fan was quite annoying, Yun Qingyao felt somewhat reassured because Lin Fan kept his promise not to look at her face. She had been quite worried about it, but after interacting with him from yesterday till now, she was at ease.

From this perspective, Lin Fan didn’t seem as annoying.

Seeing Yun Qingyao get in the car, Lin Fan also grabbed a piece of bread and stood outside eating.

It was now 6 AM, and the sky was already bright.

On the highway, a sports car approached, a Maserati worth over 2 million yuan, and it parked next to Lin Fan’s car.

A woman in a revealing outfit, entirely clad in brand names, got out of the car. As soon as she did, she clapped her hands and called out, "Baby boy, time to get out and stretch your legs."

Then a Blonde Hair emerged from the driver’s seat, happily jumping to the ground. It turned out that the "baby boy" she was referring to was a dog.

The dog wasn’t on a leash. As the High-End Lady turned around, the golden retriever slipped out and ran towards Lin Fan. It wasn’t very gentle by nature; instead, it seemed slightly aggressive, almost barking at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan instinctively stomped his foot, signaling the golden retriever to stay away. The retriever seemed to sense that Lin Fan was not to be messed with and ran back to the High-End Lady’s feet.

The High-End Lady glanced at Lin Fan, seeing his plain clothes and him munching on bread and mineral water. She immediately looked at him with disdain. She was displeased that Lin Fan had stomped his foot and frightened her dog, but seeing that Lin Fan was a sturdy man, she didn’t dare confront him, only snorting, "Hillbilly!"

Lin Fan: "..."

Since they were about to leave, he couldn’t be bothered to argue.

But in the blink of an eye, something happened.

The golden retriever, free because it wasn’t leashed, ran wildly around the plaza. Ahead, an old lady was walking, and the golden retriever suddenly sprinted past her, startling her. She instinctively tried to dodge aside, slipped, and fell to the ground.

The old lady let out a wail, her face pale as a sheet.

A young woman hurried over, trying to help up the old lady, and asked concernedly, "Granny, are you okay?"

The old lady showed a pained expression, "My back hurts, I can’t get up."

The young woman was anxious and angry. Glancing at the frolicking retriever, she angrily picked up a small stone nearby and threw it at the dog, cursing, "Whose dog is this, not even on a leash while walking it. Have you no decency!"

The High-End Lady saw this and her face darkened immediately. She rushed over and started yelling at the young woman, "What are you doing, what are you doing! Who told you to throw stones at my dog!"

The young woman looked at the High-End Lady and said, "Your dog caused my grandma to fall, what’s wrong with driving it away. Why don’t you leash your dog!"

The High-End Lady said, "I never leash my dog when I walk it. So what? That old hag fell on her own. It’s none of my dog’s business. Don’t you dare slander me, or I’ll slap you!"

The young woman paused, "What did you just call my grandma?"

The High-End Lady said, "Old hag, are you deaf? If you’re deaf, I’ll say it again. Old hag, old hag!"

The young woman was infuriated, trembling all over with anger, "Your dog caused my grandma to fall, and you still called her that. Are you even human? I want you to apologize!"

The High-End Lady laughed, "Apologize to you? Who do you think you are!"

The young woman said, "With behavior like yours, shouldn’t you apologize!"

The High-End Lady sneered, "Bitch, let me tell you, I’m loaded. See that Maserati over there? That’s my car. I have two of these at home. Even if my dog bit this old hag to death, I wouldn’t need to apologize. At most, I’d compensate you a bit. I have tons of money!"

The young woman was trembling with anger, tears welling up in her eyes. This High-End Lady was too arrogant.

"All I’m asking for is an apology. So what if you have money, does it give you the right to bully people like this!" the young woman said.

The High-End Lady’s arrogance was so over-the-top it was nearly laughable. "You got it right; having money does give me the right to bully you. So what if you say my dog scared this old hag? I ask, who saw it? Come on, I dare anyone to admit they saw it!"

Everyone around had their attention caught by the commotion, many casting sidelong glances. The crowd was quite unhappy with the High-End Lady’s audacity.

Yet, given the High-End Lady’s demeanor, everyone was more outraged than courageous. After all, she was truly wealthy and, possibly, influential. A careless affront might bring trouble upon oneself.

Seeing no one speaking up, the High-End Lady grew even more smug, "See, no one? It has nothing to do with my dog. It’s you trying to scam me. You two penniless nobodies ganging up to extort me, and I haven’t even asked you for compensation yet!"

The young woman trembled all over. She was so angry her tears finally flowed. She had seen shameless people, but none so shameless as this. Not only did the woman refuse to apologize, but she also took a counterattack, simply because she had money, and no one dared to mess with her!

The High-End Lady became even more pleased with herself, "Bitch, nothing more to say, right? If you’ve nothing left to say, I’ll walk my dog. You both better not think of scamming me, or else..."

"I saw it."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the High-End Lady.

The crowd instantly turned to the source of the voice, surprised that someone was actually stepping forward. Who was this brave person?

They saw Lin Fan walking over calmly, "I saw your dog cause the old lady to fall. I can testify."

The High-End Lady turned to look at Lin Fan. Wasn’t this the hillbilly who had scared her dog by stomping his foot earlier? This guy had the nerve to stand up for someone else!