Chapter 118 Mr. Shang: I am her future husband
"My future husband."
Shang Shiyan stood in front of Song Mingji, slightly taller than him, his deep voice carrying a chilling undertone.
"Future husband?"
Upon hearing this, Song Mingji couldn't help but smile, his handsome face breaking into a grin: "Does the young lady's family know about this?"
If I remember correctly.
She seems to be only eighteen years old and hasn't even gone to university yet.
The man in front of me... looks to be almost thirty.
Tsk tsk tsk.
As the saying goes, there's a generation gap every three years.
There are at least three generation gaps between them.
Will my family agree?
Anyway, if Miss Pei were his younger sister, he definitely wouldn't agree.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Shang Shiyan's expression turned cold, and a chilling light flashed in his deep eyes.
"Oh."
Knowing he had guessed correctly, Song Mingji smiled slightly and said in a lazy and casual tone, "You're overthinking it. I only admire Miss Pei and have no other intentions."
"You'd better be."
Shang Shiyan retorted without hesitation, his eyes chillingly cold.
"..."
Song Mingji originally wanted to learn about Pei Jinwu's family situation through Shang Shiyan.
But look at the man, he looks like he's about to pounce and bite someone at any moment...
In the end, I gave up and decided to ask around privately.
Song Mingji turned his head and looked at the girl obediently drinking milk tea in the car window. The sense of familiarity grew stronger and stronger.
Was it because he was too eager to find his sister, or...?
"Ah Jin." Song Mingji took out his phone and dialed his assistant's number. "Have someone investigate Pei Jinwu."
——
The four-day training session has concluded.
Shang Xun's speed and skills improved rapidly.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll definitely be in the top five tomorrow.
Looking at the man in the camera lens, so full of vigor and with superb driving skills, Song Mingji's lips curled up.
This little girl is quite something.
"Song, something terrible has happened."
Just then, Assistant A Jin rushed in, looking flustered. "The hacker alliance has cancelled the order."
"Cancel the order?"
Song Mingji frowned slightly, puzzled.
The world's two top hacker empires.
The Heavenly Secrets Group is not accepting orders, and the Hacker Alliance is directly canceling orders.
Could it be that J, the racing legend, has a powerful background?
"Let's put the matter of J the racing god on hold for now." Song Mingji smiled slightly and said calmly, "Shang Xun is enough."
As long as China retains its qualification for next year's competition, the J-God issue can be dealt with later.
"By the way," Akin nodded, then added, "There's been a bit of a change in your nationality situation."
“M-go made a demand: if you want to leave, you must give up all your achievements.”
Akin thought for a moment, his expression turning grim. "It's like if you renounce your M citizenship and leave the M racing team, your racing career might have to start all over again."
It took him many years to finally stand on the world stage.
Starting over means all points are reset to zero.
He has to start from the bottom, just like a newcomer.
But Song Mingji was almost thirty years old.
If they start over, the driver's prime time will be over.
"It doesn't matter."
Song Mingji gave a faint smile, his expression remaining calm, and his voice steady: "It's nothing, she's comparable to my sister."
It's just starting over...
He has the ability and the courage to take the gamble.
——
The match is on Friday.
It starts at 9:30 in the morning.
There are less than an hour left before the match.
As soon as Pei Jinwu arrived at the classroom, she saw her classmates discussing excitedly.
"This competition was particularly large, with many champions participating, especially Song Mingji, whom I really admire."
"He's an excellent driver and handsome... It's a pity he's from the US."
If he were Chinese, he would definitely skip class to go to the stadium and cheer him on.
“I heard he’s wanted to go back to China for a long time,” another boy said. “My aunt is in charge of this, and she received Song Mingji’s application to change his nationality a while ago.”
Pei Jinwu was slightly taken aback.
Is Song Mingji going to return to China?
Wouldn't all his previous efforts have been in vain?
He went to great lengths to find out where J, the racing legend, fearing that she would take the race and steal his championship.
Is it so easy to give up everything?
Pei Jinwu frowned, truly unable to understand him.
Yesterday he inexplicably said something about her being like his sister.
Tsk.
Pei Jinwu threw the water bottle into the trash can, the crisp sound making her nerves jump.
Previously, Song Mingji asked the Heavenly Secrets Group to investigate two things, one of which was to find his family, right?
younger sister.
Thinking of this, Pei Jinwu carefully recalled Song Mingji's appearance.
He doesn't look like Jiang Jibai at all.
Nine o'clock in the morning.
The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.
During the break, the students couldn't wait to turn on the live stream of the F1 race.
"Only half an hour left, which lane is our Chinese team on?"
"What a pity. If J, the racing legend, were here, these people wouldn't even be worthy of carrying her shoes."
"The viewership ratings for J's races over those three years were the highest in history. Chinese race car drivers can do whatever they want in any country."
"What a pity, why did J, the racing god, suddenly retire from the track?"
"It's said she had an accident and died unexpectedly." Someone cautiously spread the rumor.
"Bullshit!" Xu Qingye, a die-hard fan of J-Car Goddess, immediately stood up and cursed, his emotions running high. "Don't curse my idol, she's definitely alive and well."
"Why aren't you competing?"
The boy moved his lips, muttering, "Isn't she patriotic? Doesn't she know that if she loses this race, China might not even be qualified to stand on the F1 track again next year, or even ever again?"
"..."
Xu Qingye was speechless, his eyes reddening.
yes.
He didn't understand why either.
Anyway, he believed that J-Car God must have his reasons for doing this.
"Sister Wu, do you think we'll lose this time?"
Xu Qingye looked at Pei Jinwu, who was eating candy, and asked in a low voice.
Sister Wu's guesses are always incredibly accurate.
She believed that things could be accomplished, and they all eventually came true.
"Um?"
Pei Jinwu rested her chin on her hand, casually raised an eyebrow, and slowly asked, "Why did you lose?"
If Shang Xun loses the race, she'll break his legs.
"I'm relieved to hear that." Xu Qingye took out his phone, opened J-Car God's racing video, and strongly recommended, "Sister Wu, let me show you my idol, isn't he handsome?"
handsome?
Pei Jinwu blinked, her expression rather complicated.
He is quite handsome.
No wonder outsiders say she's an... old man.
"Open the live stream." Pei Jinwu glanced at the time.
At this point, the drivers need to enter the track and prepare.
"Um."
Xu Qingye quickly switched to the live stream page, then suddenly muttered, "Aren't we in lane 10? Why is nobody here?"
I heard that the people selected to compete this time are quite capable.
However, compared to others, their strength is still far inferior.
Could it be that he was scared and deserted at the last minute?
"..."
Looking at the empty runway, Pei Jinwu frowned. Just as she was about to ask Blackie a question, the phone rang first.
"Hello."
Pei Jinwu swiped to answer the call and the call connected.
"Sister Wu, something terrible has happened! Shang Xun is in trouble!" Blackie's voice trembled violently. "A sudden accident, both legs broken, the match might be..."
The next second.
The live broadcast simultaneously showed footage of the ambulance arriving at the scene.
"What? Shang Xun's leg is crippled? How can they compete like this?"
"He's the only Chinese player on the field, and he's injured like this, doesn't that mean he'll have to withdraw from the competition?"
"Withdraw from the competition?"
"It's over! Shang Xun is the strongest player, so it won't make a difference if we put someone else on the field."
"Unless J, the racing legend, personally takes to the track."
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