The two officers nearly went berserk upon hearing this. Qin Feng, even more stunned, was left outer crisp and inner soft—how could they possibly know who you were? They wanted to take you to check into a hotel room, but would you pay for the room? Just because you're good-looking doesn't mean you can arbitrarily accuse Qiang Yin of misconduct. Qin Feng is a truly generous and honest young man—such a serious offense against you simply wouldn't be tolerated. The two officers exchanged glances—what should they do now? One of them thought for a moment and then said, "You, please show me your driver's license!" Their decision was merely a routine procedural step. As the saying goes, a clear official often struggles to settle family matters. Even if the person had been drinking, they hadn't started the car, so how could they be charged with driving under the influence? Furthermore, they hadn't even taken you to the hotel yet—how could they charge you with forced intimacy? Qin Feng shrugged, "I forgot it!" The OL woman immediately stepped up, "I'm going to file another complaint—he doesn't have a driver's license at all. He's driving without one. You should immediately arrest him and hold him in Qin Dashi looked utterly exasperated, thinking that he should have checked the lunar calendar before leaving—he must have truly drawn bad luck by ending up with such an unreasonable woman. With a growl, he stared at her, who in turn returned a defiant gaze. "Your ID!" the traffic officer said with a hint of irritation. "I also forgot it," Qin Dashi replied, showing no fear, even as the two officers were still speaking. He immediately added, "In fact, I have another document—I'd like you to take a look." Of course they would! Did he think they were just ordinary people? He pretended to fumble in his coat pocket, smiled warmly, and handed over his officer's ID—though in reality, he had pulled it from his waistband. The officer took it, paused slightly, then gasped as he opened it, instinctively saluting and saying, "Good morning, Captain Qin!" The other officer followed suit, instantly turning around completely in attitude. Such a turn of events left the office lady quite stunned. She never expected Qin Feng to be a military officer—let alone a commissioned one. "This is a misunderstanding," the traffic officer said politely, returning the officer's ID with due respect. "Please don't worry—please go ahead." Without waiting for the lady to speak, the two riders took off on their motorcycles and vanished into the distance. Only then did she realize the seriousness of the situation—her accusation had failed, and she might now face retaliation. What else was there to do? She had to make a quick exit! "I suddenly remembered I still had something important to attend to. Goodbye! No need to see me to the door!" The lady reached out to open the car door. Click... The automatic locking mechanism engaged, and her heart sank. Yet, still holding out hope, she tried again—only to find the door firmly closed. Qin, the young gentleman, smiled warmly. "Miss, you've always asked me to drive you home, haven't you? Well, then—how about I take you there?" "No, really, thank you. It's definitely not the way home, so I wouldn't want to trouble you." She was truly nervous. Qin Feng lit the matches while humming, "XXX Road, XXX Residential Area—so convenient! Off we go!" The Hummer's engine roared to life and shot forward like an arrow released from its bow. The strong forward thrust against the seats pushed back the words she had just formed, making her feel as though she were the little red hat actively seeking out the wolf grandmother. How unfortunate—what does it mean to harm both oneself and others? Qin Feng deliberately hummed a tune, adding significant pressure. Once on the road, the spacious Hummer proved remarkably agile, weaving through traffic with exceptional skill, drawing constant honks of complaint from the vehicles around them. "By now, I still don't know your name," Qin remarked suddenly to the beautiful woman. "Why should I tell you?" she replied, humming. "Fine, I'll just leave it at that—I don't even feel like finding out!" "The more you want to avoid knowing, the more I want to tell you." Listen carefully, Madam—my name is Chen Yue, Chen with the "Wu" character on the left and a "moon" added to the right! After introducing herself, Chen Yue added, "You'd better just take me home properly; otherwise, my friends won't spare you. Honestly, I've already informed them about the situation." Qin, the younger brother, shrugged and said, "Honestly, I must tell you, I've never had much interest in women like you—brusque, unreasonable, and outright stubborn. Even if you keep asking me for a date, I won't look at you twice." "You—!" Chen Yue glared at him. "That's what you said! I've just introduced myself—don't you intend to tell me your name?" He laughed heartily, continuing in his exasperating tone: "I said I have no interest in you. If that's the case, then why should I tell you my name?" "I'll just take it that I got bitten by a dog when I got out of the car. After you get off, I'll have to replace the seat cushions, the fragrance, the interior, and everything else—just to avoid any further bad luck," Chen Yue was quite furious, yet couldn't come up with anything to argue. She simply turned her head toward the window and watched the scene outside. Soon, they arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood she had mentioned. "I've arrived—now open the door!" Chen Yue insisted. Qin Feng rubbed his chin and gave a mischievous smile. "Someone once said, 'carry the Buddha all the way to the west.' Tell me your building number, and I'll personally deliver you right to the lobby." Chen Yue remained firm. "No need. I can get off right here." Qin Feng deliberately raised his head and continued humming his little tune, clearly determined to not open the door unless she provided a specific address. The beautiful woman was truly on the verge of losing her patience and had no choice but to compromise. "Go straight through the main gate, take the third intersection and turn left, then head to the second building—take the middle hallway." "Heh, that's exactly it!" Qin, the young man, looked triumphant yet slightly impolite, released the brake, pressed the accelerator, and charged into the residential complex. The security guards at the complex never hesitated to let him go—never mind the constant jostling. Beep... hum... beep... He not only pushed the accelerator to the fullest but kept honking continuously. Chen Yue exclaimed, "Do you have to make such a fuss? What time is it now? Most people are asleep! Do you even have a sense of public manners?" Instead of calming down, Qin only grew more insistent, holding the horn firmly. Beep... The journey to his destination was marked by an increasingly piercing sound, waking up neighbors who, growing weary, kept peering out of their windows, muttering complaints. Beep... The honking continued. Before getting out of the car, Chen Yue gave him a sharp glare and then hurried away. Qin Feng deliberately parked a little way from the hallway, waiting until Chen, the beautiful woman, got out of the car. Then he turned off the engine, leaned out the window, and called to her as she was rushing toward the entrance: "My dear, you were absolutely fiery on the bed just now—my legs are still weak to this day. Go back and have a good dream, and dream of me!" Chen Yue stumbled slightly, nearly falling flat on her face. Before she could react, Qin, the young noble, stomped on the gas pedal, leaving a trail of proud laughter and vanishing into the distance. Two angry faces appeared at a window on a certain floor. A booming male voice immediately rose: "Xiao Yue, get up here right now! Do you still think you're not embarrassed enough?"