At that exact second, Jiang Chinan and Jiang Yanna had just stepped out of the main entrance doors onto the front courtyard. The deafening, throaty roar of the high-displacement engine instantly seized both of their attention. A streak of dark purple superbike blurred past the estate driveway, leaving behind a blast of wind before vanishing seamlessly through the main iron gates.
"Who on earth was that?" Jiang Chinan asked in complete surprise, blinking rapidly.
Jiang Yanna slowly shook her head, thoroughly perplexed.
"Wait... That bike literally just came out of our private garage." Jiang Chinan suddenly frowned, a look of confusion crossing his features. His eyes widened slightly as a horrifying thought crossed his mind. "Wait a minute... Don't tell me that country bumpkin was the one riding it?"
