Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 420 I'll just hold onto the wall and slowly climb up!

He sighed helplessly, his tone indulgent: "Alright! Fine... you little rascal. It's a deal then, once you're 'healed,' you have to strictly follow the agreement!"

"Okay, okay! Ye Zi is the best!" Tang Yanning immediately beamed, as if victory was in sight. "Quick, help me up, let's go back to school!"

"Don't move." Ye Fan pressed her down, took out his phone and dialed driver Lao Li's number: "Lao Li, drive the car to the gate, get ready to go back to school."

After hanging up the phone, he went straight to the bedside and leaned over—

"Ah!" Tang Yanning exclaimed in surprise as Ye Fan steadily lifted her up in his arms! A perfect princess carry!

"Ye Zi! Put me down! There are so many people outside... It's so embarrassing!" Tang Yanning blushed deeply and immediately buried her burning cheeks in Ye Fan's strong and warm chest, her small hands tightly gripping his clothes, wishing she could hide herself away.

"Don't move around, this is the fastest way." Ye Fan's tone left no room for argument as he carried her and strode towards the door.

The waiters waiting at the restaurant entrance reacted very quickly. One of them helped open the door, while the other quickly ran to the elevator, pressed the button, and held down the door open button.

In the elevator and on the way to the lobby, the two waiters tried to walk in front of or behind Ye Fan, subtly shielding him from any curious glances, demonstrating a high level of professionalism.

As they walked through the opulent lobby, the two receptionists who had been on duty the previous night and were now preparing to hand over their shifts happened to witness this scene—

The young, handsome guest, who was staying in the presidential suite on the top floor, was carefully holding his petite female companion. The girl was so shy that she hid her face completely in his arms, only revealing her long, black hair and slightly red ear tips.

The man walked with a steady gait, and when he looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes were so tender they could melt your heart.

"Wow...a princess carry!" A receptionist covered her mouth, her eyes wide, and whispered to her colleague, "It's the one from the presidential suite last night! My god, that's so pampering!"

"Yes!" Another receptionist stared wide-eyed, her voice filled with undisguised envy and longing. "Why isn't it me being held in his arms? That's so blissful!"

Their gazes followed the couple until they disappeared through the revolving door before reluctantly turning away.

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The black Maybach, like an elegant shark, silently glided to a stop in front of the hotel's dazzling revolving doors.

Driver Lao Li was already standing by the car. When he saw Ye Fan carrying Tang Yanning out, he immediately stepped forward and opened the wide rear door with precise and silent movements, and then used his hand to protect the top of the door frame.

Ye Fan carefully bent down and gently placed Tang Yanning, who was curled up like a frightened little rabbit, into the soft back seat.

She buried her face in his chest like an ostrich, only revealing her bright red ear tips.

Ye Fan then walked around to the back of the car and got in from the other side. The car was filled with the scent of high-quality leather and a delicate fragrance.

"Return to Nanjing University," Ye Fan instructed succinctly.

"Yes, boss," Old Li replied calmly, gently closing the car door and walking back to the driver's seat.

The vehicle started smoothly and merged into the morning traffic.

Old Li gripped the steering wheel intently, his gaze fixed straight ahead, leaving the back seat entirely to the young couple, like a silent and reliable shield.

Only when she felt the car was moving smoothly did Tang Yanning dare to lift her head from Ye Fan's arms, letting out a long sigh of relief, the blush on her cheeks not yet completely gone.

She secretly glanced at the luxurious interior of the car—everywhere she touched was made of fine leather and real wood trim, and even the damping of the air conditioning vents exuded an air of wealth.

But all this luxury paled in comparison to the realism and allure of the person beside her.

The seed that was secretly planted during her high school years finally sprouted last night and is now growing wildly in her heart, filling every space.

She naturally reached out and hugged Ye Fan's arm tightly, resting her head on his shoulder, like a vine finding its strongest support.

At this moment, her dependent and contented appearance was irresistibly adorable in Ye Fan's eyes.

Old Li was a skilled driver, and the car drove extremely smoothly.

The street scene outside the window rushed past, and soon we entered the familiar campus of Nanjing University. Tree-lined roads, students reading aloud in the morning, figures riding bicycles... the familiar campus atmosphere rushed towards us.

Ye Fan gestured to Lao Li to drive directly to the girls' dormitory where Tang Yanning lived.

There are several girls' dormitories at Nanjing University, and the one where Tang Yanning lives is indeed quite a distance from Ye Fan's boys' dormitory area.

The car came to a smooth stop next to the dormitory building entrance.

Ye Fan looked at the little one beside him: "Are you sure you don't need me to carry you up?"

He pointed to the dormitory building's access control gate, where girls occasionally come and go.

Tang Yanning shook her head vigorously, her small face filled with determination and shyness: "Absolutely not!"

She lowered her voice: "It's an ironclad rule that boys are not allowed in the girls' dormitory! And..." She glanced around, her voice even softer, "Being carried around in school... that's too embarrassing! I'll just slowly inch my way up the wall while holding onto the wall!"

She certainly didn't want to become the hot topic on the campus BBS today.

Ye Fan looked at her, who was clearly in pain but was trying to remain calm. He felt both sorry for her and amused. "Are you sure you can do it?" he asked, confirming again.

"Yes, yes, I can!" Tang Yanning quickly assured him, "You can just carry me out of the car."

"Okay." Ye Fan got out of the car as instructed, gently lifted her out of the car again, and placed her steadily on the ground next to the entrance of the dormitory building.

As soon as she regained her footing, she instinctively grabbed the wall next to her.

"Go ahead and do your thing! I can really manage on my own!" Tang Yanning urged him quickly, afraid that he would change his mind, and tried to stand up straight to appear more relaxed.

Ye Fan gave her a deep look, confirming the determination in her eyes: "Okay, call me anytime if you need anything."

"Mmm!" Tang Yanning nodded vigorously.

Only after watching Ye Fan get back into the car and the Maybach slowly drive away did she truly breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, a distinct soreness appeared on the inner thigh.

She grinned, resignedly turned around, and moved with an extremely awkward, sloth-like gait—one hand on the wall, the other protecting her waist—carefully and inching her way toward the dormitory building entrance.

Every step she took touched a hidden pain, causing her to furrow her brow slightly.

Just as I struggled to squeeze through the dormitory building's entrance, I heard a familiar voice, tinged with surprise, call out: "Yan Ning?"

It was a girl from my class, just coming back from the water dispenser room, carrying a thermos: "You... what happened to you? Did you hurt your leg?"

The girl looked at her awkward posture as she leaned against the wall, her face slightly furrowed, and asked with concern.