Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âAre you going to stand up for her today?â He Xi clenched her jaws and gripped the car key on the bar tightly.
âLagree to your request for her. If I win, apologize to her.â Tang Jingci raised her eyebrows.
âBig Sister Tang...â Song Fengwan grabbed her. Why do you have to be so serious with her?! He Xi just talks a lot. She doesnât dare to cause trouble in Big Brother Duanâs territory at all.
âOkay, I promise you!â He Xi gritted her teeth. âIf I win, you have to kneel down and apologize for your actions just now!â
âSure!â
Song Fengwan was dumbfounded. Sheâs playing so big?
âBut I donât have a car.â
âMiss Tang...â Duan Linbaiâs assistant, Little Jiang, suddenly walked over and gave her a car key. âThe car is outside.â
âThank you.â Duan Linbaiâs supercar was naturally excellent. There were only a few in the world.
Duan Linbai originally planned to play the hero saving the damsel in distress.
He had seen how fierce his little sister-in-law was. When she flared up, she could eat people. He was just worried about Tang Jingci. After all, she was his money tree.
At this moment, seeing that she was in the mood to compete and was quite confident and that he was someone who liked to watch drama, he naturally picked up the small stool and became a spectator.
If Tang Jingci really lost, he would naturally come forward.
âArenât you going down to stop them?â Qiao Xiyan walked to his side.
âLetâs watch the situation first.â
Qiao Xiyan frowned and was about to go over when Duan Linbai stopped him. âWait a while more. Donât be anxious! I think there will be a turn of events.â
He suddenly felt that all the people in Fu Chenâs group were good-for-nothings. What was there to see about this kind of thing?
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At this moment, the group had already walked out of the bar in a grandiose manner. There was a special racing venue near Ninth Mansion, and there were even cars racing on the track.
Soon, the racing track was emptied, and many onlookers gathered around. Some busybodies even started betting on the outcome.
Almost all of them bet on He Xi to win. After all, Tang Jingciâs outfit made her look like a poor driver. She was even wearing high heels. How was she going to compete?
He Xiâs car was already at the starting line when Tang Jingci drove Duan Linbaiâs blue supercar over like a tortoise.
âHey, do you want me to help you drive to the starting line? Iâm afraid itâll be daybreak by the time you drive there.â The surrounding people laughed.
âLittle Missy, pay attention to your direction. Youâre about to hit a tree.â
Standing at the side, Song Fengwan felt a little anxious. Tang Jingci knew how to drive because she had borrowed a car from Fu Chen and driven to the antique market alone, but.
The position of the steering wheel was different domestically and overseas. She had even broken the headlights of Fu Chenâs car and scraped off a large section of the paint.
Most importantly, she had received many traffic violation tickets! This standard.
She was obviously very lousy!
She had also seen He Xi driving just now. They were obviously not on the same level.
âWhen she moved the car to the starting line, Song Fengwan hurriedly ran over. âBig Sister Tang, stop playing. Thereâs no need.
âThis person is brainless. Why bother arguing with her? Just scold her a little and treat it as listening to a dog bark!
âWho would stoop to the level of a little beast?â
âTang Jingci gripped the steering wheel. âSheâs not as cute as a dog. Donât compare them.â
âTang Jingci was afraid of dogs instinctively, but she hated people like He Xi even more.
âBig Sister Tang...â Song Fengwan called Qiao Xiyan, trying to get him to stop her. A certain someone didnât answer his phone. If Tang Jingci lost later, things would really get out of hand.
âDo you want to familiarize yourself with the track? Donât say that Iâm bullying you when you lose later.â She had run this track since she was fifteen years old, and she could drive it with her eyes blindfolded.
âNo need. Letâs start.â Tang Jingci motioned for Song Fengwan to step back.
â...â Song Fengwan was anxious.
âDonât worry!â Tang Jingci comforted her.
Song Fengwan was about to cry. How could she not be worried? She had already called Fu Chen for help, but he was too far away to reach her.
âThe two cars stopped at the same starting line, and the race was about to start.
Duan Linbai was sitting on a chair at the best viewing spot while munching on melon seeds. He even motioned to Qiao Xiyan. âDo you want some?â
Qiao Xiyan looked straight at Tang Jingciâs car and ignored him.
âDonât be nervous. This racing track is quite safe, and the surrounding facilities are very complete. Even if something happens, my carâs safety and performance are very good. She wonât be injured.â
After he finished speaking, Qiao Xiyan shot him a sharp look.
F*ck, so fierce?
âLittle Boss, He Xi bet five hundred thousand yuan on her win.. Miss Tangâs odds are very high now!â