Chu Mucheng’s gaze fixed on her, a decisive glint in his eyes.
At that moment, An Xiaoyu’s heart suddenly calmed down.
She turned her head, her clear eyes meeting Chu Mucheng’s gaze, she smiled faintly and said:
"What’s meant to be a blessing will be, and what’s meant to be a curse cannot be avoided. I owe you a life, and if heaven really wants to take this life back, then... we’re even!"
As soon as she spoke, Chu Mucheng’s originally indifferent face suddenly showed a trace of changes, as if he hesitated for a moment.
The sound of gunfire followed by roaring engines, cars dashed out at lightning-fast speed.
An Xiaoyu closed her eyes.
Today, she and Chu Mucheng... should settle things once and for all.
She knew Chu Mucheng had always been game for thrills—free climbing, bungee jumping, high-speed racing, he had done it all.
The day she returned to the country, Chu Mucheng picked her up from the airport, and on the way back he sped on the highway at a pace she found unbearable.
At that time, she felt so sick that upon returning to the Chu Family’s home, she vomited until she nearly fainted, and Chu Mucheng even mocked her for it.
Therefore, An Xiaoyu was afraid of riding in Chu Mucheng’s car.
But now, An Xiaoyu was very calm.
The race track on Qipan Mountain was notoriously dangerous, from the mountain top to the midpoint, featuring six continuous hairpin turns, each one very narrow. To the left of the bends were steep cliffs, covered with jagged rocks that seemed about to fall at any moment, and on the right was a sheer drop, where anyone who fell would surely not survive.
However, many racers liked to come here to challenge themselves, with some crashing into the cliffs and others falling down the ravines, resulting in dozens of racers dying each year.
Thus, this place was also known as the racers’ graveyard, the valley of ghosts, and some had even set up illegal betting rings here, making ill-gotten wealth from it.
The racers here seemed to have long disregarded their lives, what they sought was thrill and racing heartbeats.
And Chu Mucheng... what was on his mind?
An Xiaoyu didn’t know, nor did she want to know anymore.
In any case, by staking her life accompanying Chu Mucheng for one last ride, it was enough!
If she really had the misfortune to crash and fall, then... she would consider it repaying Chu Mucheng for saving her life back then.
An Xiaoyu didn’t understand the rules of racing, but when they started from the top of the mountain, Chu Mucheng’s car was leading at the forefront, closely followed by a red Ferrari.
The two cars were neck and neck.
An Xiaoyu watched as the scenery outside the window became a blur.
At the first bend, the red Ferrari maliciously hit the rear of Chu Mucheng’s car. At that instant, Chu Mucheng’s front right wheel nearly went over the edge of the cliff, sending a few loose stones flying down. Fortunately, Chu Mucheng’s superb skills averted the perilous situation and he quickly caught up. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Then on the straightway ahead, Chu Mucheng narrowed his eyes, pushing his car to its full power, hurtling towards the Ferrari. The two sports cars scraped against each other tightly, sparks flying.
An Xiaoyu had seen Chu Mucheng race before, but she had never seen him race so recklessly.
At this moment, Chu Mucheng seemed to have long left life and death behind.
Clearly detecting Chu Mucheng’s terrifying resolve, Yin Limo quickly changed his strategy, turned the steering wheel sharply, and the Ferrari crashed into the cliff, the front of the car caved in.
Yin Limo cursed inside the car, "Chu Mucheng, you motherfucker, that’s ruthless! Really don’t care about your own life, huh?"