Do exclusive clubs even have such lavish desserts?
She couldn’t help but glance at Fu Si and Chi Gui, noting their composed expressions, she quickly reigned in her astonished look.
Can’t embarrass myself...
Fu Si’s slender fingers naturally picked up a piece of matcha pastry and held it to Chi Gui’s lips, "This shop’s matcha macaron is the signature specialty, give it a try."
Chi Gui took it and bit lightly, "It is indeed delicious."
Fu Si instantly broke into a smile, tapping off the crumbs from his hands, "If you like it, I’ll order it for you every day."
Forced to watch the display of affection, Miranda: ...
Qin Cheng, who was used to it: ...
It feels great not to be alone and lonely!
The race between the world team and another racing team ended swiftly.
After all, with Lu You and Ya Heng on the world team, their combined strength caused the opposition to crumble and give up resistance halfway through.
After the race, Kyle and the other team members went to review issues they discovered during the event.
Lu You and Ya Heng, having changed out of their racing suits, came to the spectator stands to find Chi Gui.
From afar, Lu You saw Chi Gui’s back and raised a hand with a smile to greet her, "Chi..."
Before he could finish with "Sister," Lu You saw a man hand a pastry to Chi Gui, and she took it naturally and adeptly, putting it in her mouth!
I was just racing, wasn’t I!?
What on earth happened in the spectator stands!?
Chi Gui had already heard Lu You’s voice and turned around, "Your performance just now was brilliant, but when making turns, your timing in turning the steering wheel wasn’t quite precise enough."
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He stared at Chi Gui’s rosy lips, finding it hard not to be conflicted, thinking: Sister Chi, when you give this kind of professional advice, could you swallow the pastry in your mouth first?
But in the next moment, he felt an oppressive and chilly gaze sweeping over him.
Lu You shuddered involuntarily, looking up to see Fu Si staring at him indifferently, his eyes behind the lenses seeming to harbor the deepest darkness, cold and sharp.
He couldn’t help but distance himself a bit from Chi Gui.
Fu Si then slightly curled his lips.
He pulled out a napkin from the table, wiped the crumbs from his hands clean, stood up, and reached out to Lu You, "Congratulations on the win. You raced wonderfully."
Lu You shook Fu Si’s hand under tremendous pressure, "Thank you."
As soon as he finished, he quickly let go and turned to Chi Gui, "Sister Chi, do you want to go race on the club’s open track again?"
Chi Gui had wanted to race last time too but was interrupted by an operation.
Naturally, she would want to make up for that missed opportunity this time, and she nodded.
With her agreement, Miranda and Fu Si naturally accompanied her.
Lu You felt an immense pressure.
He walked stiffly in front, thinking he might find some comfort in Ya Heng’s silence beside him, but turning his head, he saw Ya Heng looking even paler, breathing much more softly as if he was being followed by some terrifying entity.
Fu Si’s intimidation was directed at him, so why did Ya Heng seem even more frightened?
Lu You chose not to dwell on it, after all, Fu Si’s presence was indeed frightening, and it was normal for one to feel overwhelmed.
The club’s open track was right next to the race grounds.
Soon, the group arrived at the open track.
Lu You went to arrange for a racing car, but the staff member hesitated after hearing his request, "Sorry Captain Lu, all the good cars here were just taken away by Mr. You."
Lu You couldn’t help frowning.
He knew of this Mr. You, who brought only five people but took away more than twenty of the best cars from the grounds?