Yan Jie went to the racetrack early in the morning to race.
The engine roared and pounded as he floored the accelerator, pushing the limits of speed. He felt the adrenaline surge, a thrill of reckless abandon. Life and death hung in the balance; all pressure and worries vanished. His eyes were fixed solely on acceleration—acceleration.
A gust of wind swept past the finish line in a flash, and the perfect overtaking amazed everyone.
Yan Jie stopped the car at the end of the track.
When he took off his helmet and strode up in his black and white racing suit, the fans who came to support him went crazy and screamed at the top of their lungs.
His mind was preoccupied with reviewing the details of what had just happened. He walked indifferently past the fans and turned to enter the adjacent lounge.
Chu Ci saw him enter and tossed a bottle of mineral water into his arms, her jealousy undisguised.
"You're still got it! That young man you just beat won the national rally championship last month. He was so arrogant. You knocked him to the ground with one move."
“What rally championship?” Yan Jie threw off his helmet, took a swig of mineral water, and said, “I’ve never even heard of it.”
Chu Ci was already used to his arrogant and boastful temperament:
"Okay, so your F1 is a real competition, and the other events are just kids playing house, just for fun. By the way, your phone rang twice in a row, and I didn't answer it either time."
Yan Jie took out his phone from his bag, and unsurprisingly, both missed calls were from his father.
He opened WeChat and saw eight unread messages, all from the old man, reporting the "latest battle situation."
Old Chen, that old scholar, came over with his grandson.
[Currently, this is the most competitive option, after all, their family has considerable influence in the education sector.]
Don't worry, Ximei hasn't appeared yet.
[That Chen Laosan is really shameless. He brought Old Zhou a replica of a Song Dynasty Ru kiln tea set when he visited him in the hospital, and by sheer coincidence, it made Old Zhou extremely happy.]
[If I had known he was so unethical, I would have taken out the gold-plated teapot I hid in the mahogany cabinet and given it to Old Zhou; I would have blinded him with its brilliance!]
Listen to how these old folks praise Xi Mei: she has strong moral values, is smart and quick-witted, incredibly beautiful, humble and polite, comes from a wealthy family, and is hardworking and resilient—she's definitely a hot commodity!
Another group of incredibly strong competitors has arrived; the competition is fierce!
[Ah Jie, you're out of luck. There's a tech upstart surnamed Shi out there, a PhD graduate from overseas, a CEO, and Zhou's prized student. He'll have the upper hand. You don't need to bother coming.]
Yan Jie, who was originally calm and composed, was overwhelmed with turmoil upon seeing the last sentence, and felt as if he wanted to smash his phone.
The old man's tongue is as sharp as ever; he got him angry with just a few words.
He has always been competitive, and he especially cannot tolerate such a crushing defeat happening to him.
His parents were politicians, holding high positions, and his maternal grandparents were also important figures in the political arena. His family had no time to take care of him, so he was taken to live with his grandfather, who was a businessman, to be raised from a young age.
When he was seven years old, he was taken to the headquarters conference room to attend the board meeting as a routine event.
At the age of eleven, he sat at the negotiating table and witnessed the fierce struggle between capital and private interests.
At the age of 21, he began to independently manage and operate a branch company under his family. At the age of 23, he helped his uncle become the chairman of the company, and from then on, he unloaded his burdens and became a professional race car driver.
You could say that his sharp tongue and cunning were all learned from his grandfather.
Now that the old man has turned the tables on him, his damned competitive spirit has been completely ignited. He can't swallow this insult until he beats those people.
Jie: [Xi-mei, I heard you're in Yicheng?]
Ten minutes after the message was sent, Xiaoxixi still hadn't replied.
For the first time ever, Yan Jie sent a voice call request to Jiang Hexi.
Chu Ci packed her gym bag and stood at the door waiting for him to come out together. After waiting for a while and seeing that he hadn't gotten up, she turned around and heard a woman's voice coming from his phone:
"King Yan, you were looking for me?"
"I heard you're in Yicheng?"
Jiang Hexi said frankly, "My grandfather's otitis media has relapsed, so I came to Yicheng to keep him company. Is there something you need?"
Yan Jie spoke very naturally: "As the host, I should do my best to show you hospitality since you have come to Yicheng. Where are you? I'll come find you."
"Are you really going to come find me?"
"real."
"Then please drive to the Mishita Pet Shop on Guanghua Road. The driver has been called away. If it's convenient, could you please take me back?"
"Can."
Yan Jie hung up the call and looked up to see Chu Ci smiling at him with an ambiguous expression, asking gossipily:
"What's going on? You old iron tree, you've finally blossomed?"
"Since we know it's an iron tree, then it will never bloom."
“I heard with my own ears that you asked that girl out.”
"What's it to you?"
Yan Jie packed his bags and stood up, his casual remark leaving Chu Ci speechless.
"Is that person Xi Mei?"
Chu Ci chased after him, asking incessantly, "Someone as cold-hearted as you suddenly bullied Xi Mei on the show, and only Xi Mei. I knew there must be something fishy going on here!"
"Are you done talking?"
Yan Jie walked to the parking space, opened the car door, picked up the flashy fluorescent green trench coat, and tossed it into his arms: "After you're done talking, find your own car to go back. It's inconvenient for me to give you a ride."
Chu Ci said understandingly, "The date is important, you don't need to worry about me."
Yan Jie didn't explain much to him, slammed the car door shut, and drove the sports car away in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Hexi took her grandfather's Chow Chow to the pet store for a bath.
She stood in front of the bathtub and specifically requested that the staff give her Chow Chow a premium bath. Seeing that the Chow Chow was completely uncooperative with the shower, she forcefully ordered him to:
"Jin Bai, be good and squat down properly. Don't stand up and shake the water."
"Your hair is too bulky, not elegant at all. I'll give you a luxurious, sophisticated haircut, and then I'll take you out shopping. I guarantee you'll turn heads."
Yan Jie pushed open the door and entered the store, and heard her standing there giving commands to a dog.
He walked up to her and stopped, looking at the dirty dog, and asked, "What's the name of your Chow Chow?"
"Jinbai, it's a noble Chow Chow from the Baide Yaos family, it's very high-class." Jiang Hexi said in a serious but funny way.
Yan Jie's lips twitched as he looked at the yellowish-brown Chow Chow in disbelief, where was there any trace of its "dead white" fur?
“You’re probably mistaken. In my years of experience, you are just a purebred Chow Chow of Royal Bragi lineage, which is just as noble.”
The two looked at each other, each holding their breath and waiting for the other to burst out laughing first. Unexpectedly, the pet shop staff were the first to break down and burst into laughter.
Some customers even recognized them and excitedly came up to ask:
"Are you Yan Wang and Xi Mei?"
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