Chapter 27: Field Accident
The audience seats were bustling, and the stadium was also bustling.
Shen Weiyang had participated in motorcycle racing so many times, but this was the first time she saw someone so desperate that he came up and tried to crash into her.
Suddenly, a motorcycle drove out of the racing lane illegally and hit her directly. Shen Weiyang's pupils constricted. She should have slowed down a little at the bend, but now, she had to step on the accelerator to the bottom, then raised her head and jumped over this madman and his motorcycle.
After the motorcycle landed, she quickly stabilized the front of the vehicle, turned it slightly, and accelerated immediately after stabilizing it. The wheel hub emitted dazzling sparks due to the intense friction with the ground.
This scene happened so quickly that not only the other contestants but also the audience in the audience were amazed.
Zhuo Tingfeng stood up and cheered, and then other people in the audience also stood up and applauded, cheering for Shen Weiyang.
At that moment just now, Shen Weiyang perfectly interpreted what lightning and fire meant.
It's breathtaking, really breathtaking.
Among the spectators who had come just to watch the game, only Leng Huaijin's expression gradually froze...
In every subsequent turn, in order to overtake the person in front, she turned at the fastest speed, with amazing balance.
Finally, when she rushed to the finish line one second ahead of Yan Hui, there was another burst of exclamations and shouts from the audience.
"Congratulations, Racer Number Nine."
After taking off his helmet at the finish line, a sunny and handsome man came up to congratulate Shen Weiyang.
When the other contestants who had arrived at the finish line to rest heard this, the yellow-haired group who had humiliated her before widened their eyes in surprise. She, she was racer number nine!
Liu Hui's face looked particularly embarrassed.
How, how could this mistress be racer number nine!
After Ai Lan handed the water to Shen Weiyang, he looked at Liu Hui smugly and said, "You've been slapped in the face this time. I wonder if you will continue to lead the rhythm and form small groups like this in the future."
Hearing Yan Hui directly call himself Racer Number Nine, Shen Weiyang drank a sip of water, took a few breaths and smiled: "You can actually recognize such an abstract logo."
"I'm smart, right? I couldn't recognize you when you saw it was so abstract, and you're so amazing, so I knew you were the legendary Racer Number Nine," the man smiled proudly, revealing a row of neat, beautiful teeth. "My name is Yan Hui, and it's an honor to meet you."
Shen Weiyang's throat felt very uncomfortable now, just like an ordinary student who had just finished running 800 meters, and there seemed to be a bloody smell in his throat.
Seeing Yan Hui raising his fist towards her, she weakly extended her fist and bumped into him.
Ailan looked at her distressedly, then looked at Yan Hui dissatisfiedly and said, "Can you let her wait a while before chatting her up?"
Yan Hui then realized that his behavior was inappropriate and apologized immediately: "Sorry, sorry, it's my fault, it's my fault, I was inconsiderate. Hey! Racer Number Nine!"
After seeing Shen Weiyang faint, Yan Hui immediately went to help her, but before he could touch her, he was pushed away by Leng Huaijin.
"Weiyang, Weiyang!"
Leng Huaijin held Shen Weiyang in his arms, and tucked her sweaty hair behind her ears with heartache. Finally, he shouted angrily at Zhuo Tingfeng who was still standing there.
"Zhuo Tingfeng, are you an abacus? Move it every time!"
Zhuo Tingfeng immediately grabbed the medical kit from the medical staff present and came over to see what was wrong with Shen Weiyang.
Under Leng Huaijin's death gaze, he examined Shen Weiyang tremblingly. Only after the examination was completed did he feel relieved: "It's okay."
Leng Huaijin wanted to tear his hands off: "You fainted and you still say you're fine?!"
Zhuo Tingfeng's neck shrank. He yelled at him like a grandson and carefully backed away. "No, I mean, she just had a little low blood sugar, and she was a little nervous just now, so she fainted."
Leng Huaijin picked her up from the ground and carried her sideways: "What should we do?"
Zhuo Tingfeng: "Let's get a room at a nearby hotel. I'll give her some glucose and she'll wake up after some rest. She needs more rest now. The infirmary here is definitely not as comfortable as the hotel, but the distance is about the same."
Leng Huaijin: "Okay, then take her to a nearby hotel first."
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Leng Huaijin walked in front holding Shen Weiyang. Yan Hui pulled Zhuo Tingfeng with some dissatisfaction, "You quack, the environment in the medical room is not better than that of a hotel?"
"She just has low blood sugar. She just needs to be on glucose and rest more." Zhuo Ting gave him a look like a monkey. "Besides, why aren't you so sensible? If you don't go to the hotel, how will Huai Jin have the chance to take care of her and ask for reconciliation?"
"complex?"
Liu Hui was stunned when he heard this.
Ailan mustered up the courage to look at Zhuo Tingfeng and asked, "What do you mean by reconciliation?"
Zhuo Tingfeng: "Shen Weiyang is his ex-wife. Now she is back. Your Leng president is planning to chase his wife to the crematorium."
Ex-wife?
Is Shen Weiyang the ex-wife of Mr. Leng who was said to have died miserably?
Liu Hui looked as if he had eaten a fly.
Before, he actually treated this legitimate wife as a mistress and deliberately isolated her.
After Zhuo Tingfeng and Yan Hui left, Ai Lan glared at Liu Hui, "Brother Hui, are you embarrassed? I told you that Teacher Wei Yang wasn't the kind of person who was shameless. Now you've been slapped in the face, right? The real shameless ones are President Leng and that mistress."
Although Liu Hui has a bad temper, he is good at correcting his mistakes. "This time it's my fault. I was wrong first. I will apologize to her when I get to the company tomorrow."
Alan was satisfied this time: "That's pretty good."
Not far away.
Gu Changting clenched his fists and forbearingly watched Leng Huaijin's back as he left with Shen Weiyang in his arms.
Shen Jun came over, looked up at him, and sighed, "Are you sure you don't want to chase after her and get Mommy back?"
"Why are you here?" Gu Changting looked down at the little kid who barely reached his thighs with amusement, "Children shouldn't meddle too much in adult matters."
Chen Jun: "I know he is my bastard father."
Gu Changting was stunned.
Shen Jun raised his hand, but after seeing the man's height, he frowned in dissatisfaction: "Squat down."
Gu Changting squatted down in a daze.
Chen Jun stretched out his small, fleshy hand and patted his shoulder, comforting him like a little adult: "But I still believe in you. Only a man like you is worthy of my mommy."
Seeing him preaching so earnestly, Gu Changting couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, I will definitely live up to the trust of my superiors."
Chen Jun nodded maturely: "Yes, the boy is teachable."
Gu Changting couldn't help but reach out and ruffle his hair. He smiled and said, "Alright, young commander, your mom is being taken care of now. Let's go check on Yiyi and Zinian first. Your mom just fainted, and little Yiyi was terrified. I wonder if Zinian has comforted her."
Chen Jun: "Okay, you go take a look first, I'll tie my shoelaces."
After Gu Changting left, Shen Jun turned on his phone and received several pictures sent to him by Shen Zinian. It was the motorcycle that had suddenly hit Shen Weiyang before.
"After collecting evidence at the scene, shall we hand it over to the police?"
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