Chapter 238: Is it okay to be a little more generous?

“Are you sure wearing this outfit is appropriate?”

Lin Yu sat in the soft leather passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce, tugging a bit awkwardly at his collar.

He was dressed in an impeccably tailored black haute couture men’s suit. The white shirt underneath featured a classic Florentine-style collar, slightly open at the neck, where buttons polished from natural mother-of-pearl gave off a subtle sheen.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. This outrageously expensive outfit completely washed away Lin Yu’s shut-in vibe, bringing out a clean, refined, and upright bearing.

He looked every bit like a “young elite of high society.”

Lin Yu had no idea how much the outfit cost, and didn’t dare look at the price tag.

Anyway, when Luo Shaotian paid, he didn’t even blink—just casually said, “Put it on the mission expenses, the company will reimburse it in full.” Only then did Lin Yu, heart aching, dare to put it on.

“Looks good.”

Luo Shaotian glanced at him through the rearview mirror, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

He nodded, skillfully turning the steering wheel with one hand as he continued driving.

“We’re heading to the church in District F now. It’s the most mysterious Catholic gathering place in Xinhai City, built halfway up a mountain. Supposedly designed by a top Italian architect back in the day—very authentic. Your outfit fits the ‘big boss’ persona perfectly.”

“On a mountain, huh…”

Lin Yu glanced out the window. The traffic in Xinhai City was still congested.

“How long will it take to get there?”

“The route’s a bit winding. About an hour.”

“That long? Won’t you get tired driving?”

Noticing the faint dark circles under Luo Shaotian’s eyes, Lin Yu couldn’t help but mutter,

“I’ve heard fatigued driving is dangerous. You’re a cop—you should understand that whole ‘countless roads, safety first’ thing better than I do, right?”

Hearing this slightly clumsy concern, Luo Shaotian’s grip on the steering wheel paused for a moment.

He turned his head and smiled faintly at Lin Yu.

“A little tired.”

“So talk to me for a bit. If we chat… I won’t get sleepy.”

Being looked at like that, Lin Yu suddenly felt like the heater in the car was turned up too high. It made him, a grown man, feel oddly uncomfortable.

He glanced at Luo Shaotian and scratched his head, not really knowing what to talk about.

Two grown men, in a multimillion luxury car—what do you even talk about without it getting awkward?

His gaze wandered aimlessly around the interior before landing on the other man’s hand calmly holding the steering wheel. He seized on a topic.

“By the way, you’re driving a Rolls-Royce right now… aren’t you scared?”

“Scared of what?” Luo Shaotian asked back.

“Scratches and dents!”

Lin Yu widened his eyes righteously.

“A tiny scrape on a car like this probably costs hundreds of thousands to fix, right? If you rear-end someone, wouldn’t that be the price of an apartment gone just like that?”

“Heh…”

Luo Shaotian chuckled at his careful calculations and explained patiently,

“Actually, cars like this are safer on the road. Once people see the badge on the front, they instinctively keep their distance. It’s the cheap cars worth a few tens of thousands that others try to cut in front of immediately.”

“Uh… that makes sense.”

Recalling the traffic chaos he usually saw while taking buses, Lin Yu nodded in agreement.

“But you sound like you really know cars. Your driving’s pretty good too—you look like an experienced driver.”

Luo Shaotian didn’t expect that question. His gaze lowered slightly.

“My dad taught me…”

“My dad taught me.”

“Your dad?”

Lin Yu paused, then asked instinctively,

“Your current… wealthy stepfather?”

“The one who’s gone.”

Luo Shaotian replied calmly, his tone devoid of obvious sadness, as if stating a distant memory.

“After graduating high school, I got my driver’s license in three days. After that, whenever I drove, my dad sat in the passenger seat and taught me step by step.”

“Oh…”

Lin Yu’s breathing hitched slightly. Only then did he realize he might have touched on something heavy.

The car fell into a brief silence.

To break the tension, Lin Yu rubbed his nose and spoke a bit awkwardly,

“Then… since you’re so skilled… how about teaching me sometime?”

“Teach you how to drive?!”

Luo Shaotian was taken aback and glanced over in surprise.

“Don’t you already have a license? I remember you got it in your sophomore year. I even went with you for your road test.”

“Ah, I forgot everything!”

Lin Yu waved his hand, completely justified.

“I never touched a car again after getting my license. In a place where every inch of land costs a fortune, owning a car is as expensive as raising a high-maintenance girlfriend. How would I have that kind of spare money?”

The more he spoke, the more convinced he became, even nodding seriously.

“But I feel like driving is a skill you can’t forget. Think about it—I’m a special operations officer for the company now. What if during a mission I need to speed off to escape? I can’t just cram at the last minute, right?”

“Alright.”

Luo Shaotian nodded slightly, agreeing readily.

Then, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, he casually asked,

“You’re saying you want to learn driving for missions, right?”

Lin Yu paused.

“Yeah. What’s wrong?”

Luo Shaotian turned back, his expression calm, a faint, meaningful smile at the corner of his lips.

“Oh, nothing.”

“Right?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

Lin Yu looked completely straightforward.

“If it’s for missions… then at that time, you probably… wouldn’t not transform, right?”

The air suddenly fell silent.

Lin Yu’s expression froze.

Oh wow…

So this is what he was getting at?!

I knew it—how could he agree so quickly? Turns out… the fox’s tail finally showed!

He’s aiming for “Lulu” again!

He wants to use teaching driving as an excuse to have me, in that delicate magical girl outfit, sit in a cramped driver’s seat with him for hands-on instruction?!

Lin Yu’s eye twitched violently, as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his mind.

Refuse?

But… wasn’t this request something he brought up himself?

If he backed out now, wouldn’t that make him look like he couldn’t handle it?

Besides, he had already said before that if it was just letting Luo Shaotian see “Lulu” in transformed form, just to satisfy his curiosity, he didn’t really mind.

Anyway…

As long as it didn’t cross the final line, they were both guys—being a bit more generous shouldn’t matter, right?

Besides, Luo Shaotian usually seemed quite restrained and measured.

Lin Yu frantically tried to convince himself, calming his slightly panicked heart.

“I… I get it…”

After a long silence, he finally gave in, gritting his teeth.

“I’ll… transform when the time comes…”