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âHeâs indeed not bad. Heâs better than you and me.â
âItâs just that he doesnât seem to be very familiar with those big turns.â Han Tian saw the problem.
âItâs been a long time since Zhuoqian raced. Itâs normal for him not to be familiar with the track.â
âIt seems that Mr. Lu will be admitting defeat yet again.â
Zheng Mengwei looked carefully and realized that Su Zhuoqian had already left everyone behind.
With a roar, Su Zhuoqianâs car arrived at the finish line.
From afar, Han Tian kept waving at them.
Su Zhuoqian and Qiao Weiyang got out of the car and walked over.
Zheng Mengweiâs eyes flickered. Why did she seem to see Qiao Weiyang get out of the driverâs seat?
However, on second thought, she denied it. Impossible! The car just now was so stable and fast. How could Qiao Weiyang have driven it?
Her imagination mustâve gone wild.
In the blink of an eye, Su Zhuoqian and Qiao Weiyang had already walked over.
The other cars stopped one after another, and the drivers walked over together.
Lu Mingjue took off his helmet, his head covered in sweat. âI rushed over and only got second place.â
âThen itâs time to congratulate you, Mingjue.â Zheng Mengwei smiled and said, âAlthough you didnât get first place, the gap between you and Zhuoqian is still much smaller than before. Previously, you could only arrive after Zhuoqian finished a cup of coffee. Now, look, you arrived not long after Zhuoqian got out of the car.â
Lu Mingjue was happy. âThatâs true. Iâm improving quite quickly.â
âZhuoqian hasnât touched a racing car in a long time, so he gave you a chance to catch up.â Zheng Mengwei was smooth with her words.
âNo matter what, the gap between me and Boss has narrowed. It means that my practice has improved. In other words, in time, I can still win against Boss.â
Lu Mingjueâs self-comfort made everyone laugh. âYes, yes, yes. Practice more. Boss will wait for you. No, he might even take two steps back. In a few years, you can hold up a candle to him.â
Lu Mingjue was not angry. He generously handed his car keys to Su Zhuoqian.
âI admit defeat.â
Su Zhuoqian reached out to take them and handed them to Qiao Weiyang. She accepted them with an unspoken mutual understanding.
âHuh, Sister Weiyang, you were in Big Brotherâs car too?â Xinyue saw that Qiao Weiyang was holding a helmet in her hand and wearing a racing suit. âYup.â Qiao Weiyang nodded.
âDamn!â Lu Mingjue couldnât help but look bitter. âSister-in-law, you were inside?â
Gu Tianling said, âThen whatâs the limit of Bossâ strength? Everyone knows that the lighter the car, the better. A little more weight will affect the speed. So in the competition just now, Boss was actually giving in to us? Although Sister-in-law is very light, the overall weight did increase.â
Lu Mingjue gave him a thumbs-up. âI admit defeat.â
Qiao Weiyang pursed her lips and smiled without saying anything.
âMr. Su is really powerful,â Han Tian said. âAmong us, the most powerful is Mr. Su. But when it comes to female racers, the most powerful is Mengwei. Thatâs not an exaggeration, right?â
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Mengwei? Apart from Mr. Su, only Mr. Lu can compete with Mengwei.â
âMengwei is indeed very powerful. I should have called Mengwei over just now to compete with Boss.â
âThatâs right. That way, we can see the top battle between Mr. Su and
Mengwei.â
âWhat a pity.â
Zheng Mengwei smiled and said, âZhuoqianâs skills are professional. Iâm just playing around. Donât flatter me too much.â
âMengwei, you canât be so humble just because Mr. Su is here, right?â
âThatâs right. Who doesnât know how powerful you are?â
âWhy donât we compete again?â
Zheng Mengwei tilted her head and glanced at Su Zhuoqian. She did not see much emotion on his face, and she did not know what he was thinking.
She smiled and said, âDo you really want me to do it?â
âYouâre already here. Are you going back just like that?â
Seeing that Su Zhuoqian did not respond, everyone knew that he did not want to compete.
Hence, no one dared to encourage him, but they really wanted to compete with Zheng Mengwei.
âMengwei, are you gonna compete or not? Shall we bet on a car?â
Zheng Mengwei smiled and said, âSince everyone has invited me, I canât refuse your kindness. Weiyang, do you usually race?â
âA little,â Qiao Weiyang said truthfully.
âThatâs alright. Why donât you come with us? All of us are racing, so you should join in too,â Zheng Mengwei invited with a smile.
As if afraid that Qiao Weiyang would refuse, Han Tian said, âCome on, letâs go together. Mengwei has always had a good temper. If you donât know how to race, sheâll definitely give in to you.â
Xinyue frowned. âThe track isnât very good. Racing is different from driving. I think itâs better to forget it. Sister Weiyang, letâs play something else.â
Qiao Weiyang knew that Xinyue was worried about her and said, âSince everyone wants to invite me, Iâll give it a try.â âSister Weiyang, do you need help?â
âDonât worry. You can drive your own car.â
Han Tian said, âThen whatâs our bet?â
Zheng Mengwei smiled and said, âWhy donât we bet on something else?
Weiyang, what do you think?â
âMiss Zheng, what do you want to bet on?â
âI havenât thought about it yet. Since weâre betting on something, it naturally
canât be jewelry, gold, silver, or money. LetâS think of something special, okay?â
Zheng Mengwei said.
Han Tian said from the side, âHow about this? Letâs not talk about the others for now. Letâs first settle Weiyangâs and Mengweiâs bets. As long as itâs not a murder or arson, you can name any conditions.â
âWow, this is a little too much!â
âThatâs the way it should be. If there are no limits, itâll be too scary.â
âIs such a big bet necessary?â
Su Zhuoqian listened calmly. Thinking of Qiao Weiyangâs skills just now, a calm smile appeared on his lips.
She could crush Lu Mingjue on the first try. The probability of her crushing him again was almost 100%.
On the other hand, the person who deliberately proposed this was courting death.
Qiao Weiyang had always been very calm. When she heard everyoneâs discussion, she did not bat an eyelid.
Seeing Qiao Weiyangâs expression, Zheng Mengwei knew that she might not know how to race at all. Once she admitted defeat, she would know her place.
But in the next second, Qiao Weiyang stood up and said with a smile, âOkay, come on.â
Xinyue stepped forward and held her hand.. She said in a low voice, âSister
Weiyang, are you really going to agree?â