It's her!

At that moment, Song Xileng felt a chill run through his entire body.

But Tang Li strode confidently and proudly toward her with the stride of a victor.

After standing in front of them, Tang Li extended his hand to Han Ruoling:

"Brother Fengchi, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Han Ruoling swore that the two words that were most humiliating to her in her life were "Feng Chi".

This name was once her pride and the source of her lifelong confidence.

But in that instant, all her pride and glory were trampled underfoot by Tang Li.

No match has ever seen her lose as badly as this.

"Tang Li, you, you, you..."

Song Xileng couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Despite the humiliation, Han Ruoling smiled calmly and took Tang Li's hand:

"I never expected you to be the famous Zhanfeng. It's truly unexpected. Congratulations, Great Zhanfeng!"

The game is lost.

But we cannot lose in terms of magnanimity.

Han Ruoling had to present herself as someone who could take things in stride, whether she won or lost.

Tang Li lowered her head and smiled faintly:

"Thank you for your kind offer. It seems I'll have some wine to drink now."

Song Xiling, regaining his senses, flew into a rage:

"Tang Li, why did you choose such a name and come to the competition acting all mysterious? Who are you trying to annoy?"

Tang Li pointed at her:

"If I had to point to one person, it would be you."

Song Xileng was furious, but Han Ruoling calmly pressed down on Song Xileng's shoulder and asked with a smile:

“Miss Tang, when I named myself Fengchi, I meant it to mean swift as the wind and lightning. You are a great writer, so you must know the meaning of the four characters Fengchi Dianche better than anyone else. May I ask, Miss Tang, what was the meaning behind your choice of the name Zhanfeng?”

Fortunately, Tang Li also became famous at a young age.

Because of her age, she was younger than Han Ruoling.

But by the time Han Ruoling became famous in the country, she already had a place in the racing club.

Otherwise, people might really start speculating that the words "Zhan Feng" were used to annoy Han Ruoling.

"I have a dream that can cut down the spring breeze."

Tang Li calmly read out these eight words.

"Therefore it is called 'Slaying the Wind'."

Necessary explanations are still needed.

Upon hearing these eight words, Han Ruoling was instantly convinced.

"Your work is as vast as the sky and as expansive as the spring breeze. Miss Tang, you truly deserve to be called a writer. I admire you!"

Tang Li looked up and saw Huo Chenyu and the others standing not far away.

She smiled and patted Song Xileng on the shoulder:

"I look forward to becoming friends with Ms. Han."

Han Ruoling nodded:

"must."

Tang Li walked past them, stood in front of Huo Chenyu and the others, and seeing them so shocked they couldn't utter a single word, Tang Li gracefully twirled around on the spot:

"What? I won the match, and you're all frowning? What does that mean?"

Tang Li deliberately said:

"Huo Chenyu, is it because you feel sorry for Miss Song?"

"And you, Fourth Brother, have you been scared out of your wits by me?"

Tang Li turned around and punched Song Beiye again:

"Young Master Song, you've lost."

In his shock, Song Beiye still managed to squeeze out a remark:

"You have to accept the consequences of your bet."

Then, Tang Li took out a sachet of osmanthus fragrance from his pocket and handed it to Song Nanzhou:

"Mr. Song, how is it? Doesn't it smell nice?"

Song Nanzhou accepted the sachet:

"Sharing the fragrance, congratulations, after four years, you are still a god in their hearts."

Meng Bei, who was standing to the side, pinched Lu Zhixing:

"Boss, no wonder we couldn't find Miss Tang, so she's Zhan Feng."

Lu Zhixing took two steps forward:

"Candy."

Tang Li turned around in response and patted his chest:

"Fourth Brother, what's with that expression?"

Lu Zhixing looked at Tang Li, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"You, you have so much skill, yet you keep it all hidden. Let me ask you, since you're so capable, when Lin Yiyun had people ambush you, were you terrified and your body stiffened? Were you faking it, or was it real?"

Tang Li chuckled foolishly:

"Of course it's true. Although there are accidents in racing, both the choice of the venue and the drivers are within the rules. But that time, Lin Yiyun wanted my life. In the heat of the moment, and since it was the first time I had encountered something like that, what good were all my skills? After all, I only have one life."

A competition and escaping for one's life are two completely different things.

Lu Zhixing reached out and touched her head:

"I'm glad you didn't lie to me."

This action caught Huo Chenyu's eye, and he reached out and pulled Tang Li closer:

"You little liar, you're quite capable. Why didn't you tell me you were Zhan Feng when I gave you Han Ruoling's information that night?"

Tang Li chuckled to himself:

"Is there any law that stipulates that an ex-wife is obligated to disclose her hidden identity to her ex-husband? If so, find it and I will apologize to you."

No, not at all.

She made him so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep, and he had nightmares every night, dreaming that she was driving a car and speeding towards a cliff.

"My goddess."

What broke Huo Chenyu's awkwardness was Jingjiu rushing towards Tang Li.

She hugged Tang Li tightly:

“Baby, you’re amazing. When you came here, your brother was so confident that with your skinny arms and legs and hardly any flesh on your body, you still wanted to compete with people in this life-threatening race. He said he would definitely tie you up and take you back to Jincheng.”

Behind her were Tang Sui and Tang Yuan.

"And now?"

Tang Li asked with a smile.

Jingjiu pointed to Tangyuan's thumb and said:

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