"Who gave you my number?" The reason Ling Xuejiu’s face was red was simply that she had secretly collected Wang Shuze’s posters, and it really had no relation to Jin Xianhao. Seeing Jin Xianhao’s smug and self-absorbed expression, she immediately felt extremely annoyed and ignored him, saying, "Leng Xuan, drive faster."
Leng Xuan responded with a sound, and upon pressing the gas pedal, the speed of the car surged by nearly half. However, the Lamborghini tailing them was obviously not slow either, and quickly caught up. Before Leng Xuan’s car window had fully closed, Jin Xianhao provocatively said, "Hey, driver, how about a race?"
Leng Xuan glanced at Jin Xianhao but showed no reaction. He was not someone who sought to outdo others, much less a street racer. The only reason he was driving so fast was that Master Ling’s identity was too special, and since he had a life-and-death relationship with Dragon Head, he had no choice but to speed during Master Ling’s crisis.
Without paying any attention to Jin Xianhao, he kept the speed at around 200 kilometers per hour, which was already very fast.
Jin Xianhao had initially been snubbed by Ling Xuejiu, making him quite upset already. Then, being ignored by a kid dressed like a bumpkin added fuel to the fire. With a snort, he turned to the silver-haired beauty sitting next to him and said, "Hold on tight!" No sooner had he said this than he floored the accelerator, propelling the car forward in a burst of speed that overtook the Ferrari driven by Leng Xuan and then intentionally slowed down to about 30 kilometers per hour in front of it.
For the next stretch of road, whenever the Ferrari moved left, the Lamborghini also veered left. When the Ferrari shifted right, the Lamborghini followed to the right, always staying in front of the Ferrari.
The silver-haired beauty in the passenger seat of the Lamborghini furrowed her brows slightly, showing signs of displeasure as she asked, "Hao, what are you doing?"
Jin Xianhao, suppressing his rage, said indifferently, "Can’t you tell?"
The silver-haired beauty replied, "If they don’t wish to race, there’s no need to insist. Let them go!"
Jin Xianhao scoffed coldly but said nothing and didn’t follow the silver-haired beauty’s suggestion. She appeared a bit angry and said, "Do you know why you will always be inferior to Wang Shuze?"
Jin Jianhao’s brow furrowed, and he looked at the silver-haired beauty coldly, asking, "What are you talking about?"
With a scoff, the silver-haired beauty didn’t pay attention to Jin Jianhao’s anger and said casually, "The reason you’re not his match is that... your heart is too narrow."
The provocation by the Lamborghini had obviously made Ling Xuejiu quite antagonistic. She was solely focused on getting back to Yunjin Villa where her grandfather lived as soon as possible. Jin Xianhao’s troublemaking at this time undoubtedly provoked her. Seeing the Lamborghini constantly obstructing their way, she glanced at Leng Xuan, showing great trust in him, and said, "Leng Xuan, overtake him! Take a right turn up ahead, and we’ll be on the highway! If he wants a race, give him one, as long as we can get to Yunjin Villa quicker."
Leng Xuan chuckled wryly and responded with an "Okay." Although he didn’t want to show off, he had been pushed to the limit by the other party. With that, he pressed the gas pedal and the car’s speed shot up. Just as it looked like he was about to crash into the rear of the Lamborghini, he made a sudden turn to the right, executing a beautiful little drift and successfully passed the Lamborghini blocking the way.
"Hmm?" Jin Jianhao, who was already angry, was about to retort to the silver-haired beauty when he saw Leng Xuan had already passed them. The corners of his mouth slightly lifted, and he no longer paid attention to the silver-haired beauty. He said, "The show starts now!" With that said, he stepped on the gas and gave chase!