Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Yan was rendered speechless. âWhy would I follow you?â
âI knew it!â Wei Xufeng stared at Lin Yan as his lips curled upward into a cold smile. âLin Yan, let me tell you something. Even if you begin to learn racing now, youâre still just you. You will never be Yeva!â
Lin Yan was speechless...
Was there a need to? That was her!
âLin Yan, donât assume that just because I told you this story, you can become her, even if you bear a resemblance to her! You will disgust people even more. Do you understand?â Wei Xufengâs eyes blazed sharply. âDonât try to be Yeva. You are not worthy, and you will never be!â
Wei Xufengâs phone rang and prevented Lin Yan from retorting.
âDad... What? Now?â Wei Xufeng looked annoyed. âIâm at the racing arena today...â
âAlright then. I will go back immediately.â Wei Xufeng hung up, looking livid. âDamn it! This means that I can only watch the He familyâs elimination race in a few days...â
He glanced at Lin Yan, looking aloof. âBear in mind that my goddess will always be Yeva. You will never be her in this lifetime. Be yourself and donât you dare insult Yeva. Otherwise, I will make you regret this.â
......
Wei Xufeng turned around and stormed away before Lin Yan could utter a single word.
She hadnât expected that Wei Xufeng would pay attention to the racing industry. She certainly hadnât expected to meet him here.
In hindsight, if Wei Xufeng hadnât been obsessed with racing, he wouldnât have known Yeva.
Hold on. Which race had Wei Xufeng mentioned during the phone conversation earlier?
Which He family had he been talking about?
Lin Yan stood there, deep in thought. The race seemed to be held in the capital. The He family team? Her grandfatherâs team was also going to be participating in an elimination race a few days later.
If her deduction was right, wouldnât she have to meet Wei Xufeng again at the competition?
Lin Yan began to ponder if she needed to do something. He might accuse her of pretending to be Yeva and seizing this chance to get close to him.
However, if Lin Yan were to really compete in the race, Wei Xufeng might recognize Yeva...
Lin Yan was stuck in a dilemma.
She walked to the racing track and studied the surroundings.
She had to admit that Pei Yutang and Song Yaonan had chosen a good venue. It was suitable for large-scale races.
Lin Yan had spotted and analyzed their cars earlier. This time, both Pei Yutang and Song Yaonan had invested heavily in their cars, so there wasnât a big gap between the two cars.
In this case, winning would depend entirely on the racerâs skills. During the competition, the racer had to take note of the details. That would eventually determine the winner.
âSister Yan!â
Suddenly, Pei Yutang popped out behind Lin Yan and placed his hand on her shoulders.
In that split second, Lin Yan instinctively grabbed Pei Yutangâs arm.
âAhhh... F*ck! Sister Yan... Let go of me! My arm is breaking!â Pei Yutang shrieked in pain.