An Xiaoyu recalled the scene when his car rear-ended Chu Mucheng’s, feeling immense disdain in his heart.
"Oh, so you were the one playing dirty behind the scenes!"
Hearing An Xiaoyu’s indignant tone, Yin Limo couldn’t help but chuckle, a cunning look appearing on his handsome face.
"Don’t be so petty! For men, sometimes you have to resort to some tricks to win the final victory! It’s no big deal! Later, Chu Mucheng rear-ended me too, didn’t I let that slide?"
An Xiaoyu had no nice words for him.
Yin Limo laughed again.
"And you say you’re not Chu Mucheng’s woman, yet here you are, feeling sorry for him?"
An Xiaoyu glared at him.
"I’m just outraged, that’s all!"
It was really dangerous earlier. If not for Chu Mucheng’s good driving skills, they might have ended up wrecked and dead.
The scene was truly perilous. Thinking about this, An Xiaoyu turned to look at Chu Mucheng, only to find him already surrounded by a crowd, among which was a particularly eye-catching girl.
The girl had wine-red long hair styled in large curls, dressed in a tight-fitting tank top and denim hotpants. Not only was she voluptuous but her figure was strikingly sultry... Her arms wrapped around Chu Mucheng’s neck as she cooed in his embrace, seemingly whispering something.
At this moment, Chu Mucheng’s cool gaze shifted towards An Xiaoyu. Suddenly, the corners of his lips lifted, his smile devilish yet chilling.
The next second, Chu Mucheng lowered his head and fiercely kissed the girl’s lips, with such passion and lingering sorrow that the people around started whistling.
Yin Limo squinted his eyes watching Chu Mucheng kissing the spicy girl. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
Yet, when Chu Mucheng looked at An Xiaoyu earlier, his gaze was so deep and complex.
Yin Limo’s lips curled into a smile!
On Qipan Mountain, the only person who had ever beaten him was Chu Mucheng.
Only today, Chu Mucheng seems off. Could it be... all because of this woman?
This situation is getting more interesting!
The crowd’s emotions were still running high.
Finally, after that heated, prolonged kiss ended, the girl, her face flushed with shyness, nestled in Chu Mucheng’s arms, too embarrassed to lift her head.
Chu Mucheng’s arms tightly encircled the girl’s waist, laughing and talking to his racecar driving buddies nearby, "Tonight, we won’t stop until we’re drunk!"
"Alright, today Mucheng regained our honor; we must treat him to drinks! Whoever doesn’t drink tonight is a coward!"
"Mucheng, I’ll cover tonight’s drinks, let’s drink to our hearts’ content!"
The group laughed heartily, preparing to drive away.
An Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment.
Chu Mucheng was still feverish, plus, after doing such crazy things today, now he’s going to drink; how many more reckless things will he do?
In the end, she quickened her pace and walked up to Chu Mucheng’s car.
"Chu Mucheng, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Chu Mucheng coldly stared at her through the car window glass.
That icy gaze, devoid of any warmth.
At that moment, the girl sitting next to Chu Mucheng spoke up.
"Mucheng, this! What should we do?"
Chu Mucheng turned his head and noticed the girl was holding a light blue purse.
His eyes narrowed, he grabbed the purse harshly and threw it out of the window, coldly telling An Xiaoyu:
"You can leave now, I don’t need you anymore!"