For a moment, Chu Mucheng truly didn’t care about his own life.
His mind kept flashing with the image of that marriage certificate, so red and glaring...
She really had gotten a marriage certificate with Shen Yufeng!
The despair in his heart was like waterweeds entwining around him, tighter and tighter, making it impossible to break free, suffocating him, as if he were being dragged into the icy, bitterly cold deep sea.
An Xiaoyu naturally sensed the change in Chu Mucheng’s emotions. She thought she was really going to die here today, but suddenly, Chu Mucheng seemed to have activated a cheat, reviving with full health...
On the following curves, his speed never decreased, but instead increased; despite the velocity, the car remained incredibly stable with not a single error!
Finally, his car was the first to cross the finish line, and the crowd that had been waiting erupted into cheers, raising the colorful little flags high as though welcoming the return of a king.
Chu Mucheng’s car finally came to a stop.
The hot and gorgeous women at the finish line also gathered around him. Newest update provıded by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥
Chu Mucheng’s expression remained indifferent. He turned his head to look at An Xiaoyu and sneered coldly, "I won’t let you get your way! I want you to owe me forever!"
An Xiaoyu’s heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly, her stomach churned violently. She had been fine in the car, but now that it had finally stopped, that nauseous feeling surged up instantly.
"Chu Mucheng, I need to get out of the car!"
Chu Mucheng knew exactly what was happening, so he opened the car door, and An Xiaoyu hurriedly jumped out.
At this time, the brothers who were very familiar with Chu Mucheng also came over.
"Bro Mucheng, you’re amazing! You defeated Yin Limo utterly!
"Exactly, when Bro Mucheng makes a move, it’s unstoppable! The title of ’Car God of Qipan Mountain’ is truly well-deserved by Bro Mucheng!"
"Brothers, tonight we must treat Bro Mucheng to a good time!"
Over there was a hubbub of excitement, and even some beauties pushed their way to the front to blow kisses.
"Handsome guy, you’re just too cool!"
Meanwhile, An Xiaoyu vomited terribly, almost to the point of throwing up bile.
She felt so miserable!
She really didn’t know how Chu Mucheng could stand it!
Just then, a slender hand reached over, holding a pack of tissues.
An Xiaoyu took the tissues, wiped her mouth, and when she looked up, she saw a man with a clear-cut face standing in front of her. His hand was in his pocket, and his tall, lean frame was wrapped in a black shirt and trousers, looking very stylish.
She didn’t know this man, but he kindly offered her tissues!
An Xiaoyu frowned, somewhat puzzled.
But the man smiled, "Were you just in Chu Mucheng’s car?"
The man narrowed his eyes and sized up An Xiaoyu from head to toe.
"Are you Chu Mucheng’s woman?"
An Xiaoyu’s forehead darkened, and she denied it outright!
"Not?" The man seemed not to believe her.
"When I say no, it means no! Also, sir, who might you be? Why are you prying into other people’s private matters?"
The man laughed, the lift at the corners of his lips had a touch of wickedness and audacity.
"I forgot to introduce myself; my name is Yin Limo, the one driving that red Ferrari just now, that was me!"