I had never thought about it before, but now that I think about it, it's not like I can't have children at forty. If Xiao Lingchen loses... Besides, she did it early—it's like heaven is helping her, perfect!

If Xiao Lingchen drives off the cliff, he'll be crippled or dead. If she then has a son, wouldn't the Xiao family be in trouble?

There's no need to marry Qingwan off; the Xiao family will be hers sooner or later!

Mu Sheng couldn't wait any longer and rushed to the car, jumping in and laughing loudly: "I've been playing with cars every day these past few years, you probably haven't, right? Don't worry, Brother Xiao, I won't let you lose too badly—"

Soon, a fiery red sports car arrived at the mountain road ahead, with screams echoing from both sides. Many young people also drove their cars over, and the sports cars sped along with great momentum, their engines roaring.

"It's Young Master Xiao! A Bugatti Divo! This car first debuted at the Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance last August. Only 40 units were ever made worldwide, priced at $5.8 million, but because of its limited production, the final price exceeded $7.5 million! I never imagined that the only one in China would be with Young Master Xiao—"

$7.5 million, or more than 50 million RMB, and many of the people around are from wealthy families, but the extravagance of casually spending more than 50 million RMB on a car that is rarely driven is something that not everyone can do.

Xiao Lingchen wore a helmet, and Bai Shu stood nervously beside him, wanting to say something like, "You're too impulsive," but also feeling that she had let him down. In the end, she just whispered, "I only have one request: be careful."

"Don't worry." He raised an eyebrow and smiled, then suddenly reached out and pulled Bai Shu through the car window, giving her a big kiss in front of everyone. "I'm going to accompany you to watch him kowtow and apologize, and act like his grandpa and grandma!"

—This person!

Bai Shu chuckled.

As expected, his deep and calculating exterior was just a cover for his arrogant inner self. When it comes to being wild and crazy, he is no less than Mu Sheng!

"My God, look at the bullet-shaped front design and all those aerodynamic kits, this car is just so sporty!"

"And that classic three-section grille, the large air intakes and the front spoiler—wow, you guys don't know unless you're into racing, this is Diov's pursuit of extreme speed!"

"That's right, with such large multi-spoke wheels and a low-slung body, it's designed specifically for speed, it has a fierce presence, it's simply intimidating!"

Amidst screams, a black sports car suddenly sped over like the wind, screeching to a halt just before the track, and Mu Sheng's mocking laughter escaped.

"What's the use! Bugatti deliberately controlled the Divo's top speed, limiting it to 380 kilometers per hour. What makes you think you can compare to my Speedtail?"

Mu Sheng drove a black McLaren Speedtail, and the young man next to him, who was explaining the Bugatti Divo to someone, muttered, "Indeed, the Speedtail accelerates from 0-300km/h faster, taking only 12.8 seconds, giving it a great chance of winning."

"Does that mean Young Master Xiao is going to lose?"

"Sigh, acceleration is only one aspect; individual skill also matters. But Mu Shao's is indeed fast..."

Racing is one of the most adrenaline-pumping sports. In this passionate and exciting atmosphere, even Xiao Lingchen tore off his composed and shrewd facade, revealing a rare moment of recklessness as he glanced at Mu Sheng.

"Going too fast is not commendable; perseverance is the real skill."

Wow--

He actually made a lewd joke!

Mu Sheng was furious. He put on his helmet with a loud sneer. The two of them were ready. When the signal gun was fired, the two cars sped off at the same time, kicking up a sandstorm!

"Oh my god, oh my god, Bai Shu, who do you think will win? This is a rugged mountain road, it's too dangerous!"