Silence lingered for a long time, with smoke billowing around.
Through the hazy smoke, Zhang Youye, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at him indifferently before looking down at his phone, his tone returning to calm.
"If it were you, you would have exploded too."
"Forget it, words of advice won't solve anything. I understand that feelings are something that can't be controlled, and there's no way to control them. Otherwise, Shu Chuanran wouldn't have risked his life to save Shu Yi."
"To be honest, when I received this news, I really wished that the kid would die in that car accident. I had everything planned out, and I was just one step away from success, but he had to interfere."
Seeing a bottle of beer offered to him, Zhang Youye pushed it away as usual without even looking up.
"I really won't drink it, or my wife will beat me when I get home."
"You son of a bitch." Zhou Chi'an rarely laughed and cursed. "I didn't believe it when they told me you'd become a henpecked husband. Zhang Youye, can't you still have a little bit of your rebellious spirit? Now all you talk about is your wife."
"You don't know anything." Zhang Youye laughed instead of getting angry, his bony wrists, with a cigarette between his fingers, crossed over his knees, and slowly retorted, "The advantages of having a wife are something you single dogs can't understand. My woman is the best in the world, don't you understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Sheng suddenly appeared from the booth doorway.
Excited, Gu Sheng sat down in the empty seat next to the two of them, opened the video on his phone, and held it up in front of them.
"Look, a buddy just sent this to me. They're organizing another race tonight on that mountain road. How about it? Listen to the engines, getting the hang of it? It's been so long since the three of us got together. How about we go check it out?"
After glancing at the video on his phone, Zhang Youye narrowed his eyes. He didn't say anything, but Zhou Chi'an said, "Sure, dealing with company matters every day must be giving me a headache. It's good for you to go out and relax."
As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Zhang Youye.
"You're not the one who loves playing this the most, so don't tell me again that your wife doesn't like you playing this."
Shu Yi never said he was forbidden from participating in such thrilling recreational activities.
Unfortunately, apart from Shu Yi, nothing else can pique Zhang Youye's interest right now.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Zhang Youye was about to blurt out that he should go home and be with his wife, but then he heard Gu Sheng say something else.
"Kawaran is here too? Youye, look, isn't this Kawaran's car?"
After hearing this, and seeing the familiar car body flash by in the video footage, Zhang Youye narrowed his eyes again, his deep pupils devoid of any light.
He stood up from the sofa, his voice deep.
"Let's go over and have some fun."
...
The group drove to the mountain road.
It was already past midnight.
The mountain road is located on the easternmost side of Jingnan, surrounded by towering mountains on one side and steep cliffs and deep abysses on the other.
The mountain roads in top-tier cities are not steep, but they are winding, like a sleeping dragon, coiled between the mountains and cliffs.
Among mountain running enthusiasts, this road has always been known as having "nine bends and eighteen turns".
Gu Sheng spread the news in the group that the young master was about to come out of the mountains again. While the group was still on their way to the highway, the news spread by word of mouth, and everyone present kept glancing in Shu Chuanran's direction.
The person involved had already received the message, but pretended not to see it and chatted with his friend beside him.
Until 1 a.m.
Another world amidst the raging, boiling flames.
When Zhang Youye's limited-edition supercar appeared in everyone's sight, accompanied by eager shouts and whistles, the young master with his striking blond hair finally reappeared in the world he had created.
Fire, thick smoke, beer, hot girls.
Noisy, exciting, exhilarating, racing.
Thanks to Mr. Gu's advance "publicity," countless top-of-the-line luxury cars quickly gathered here.
When the young master appeared, and saw the eldest son of the Zhou family beside him, many rich second-generation heirs rushed forward to greet him in an attempt to get closer to the two.
"Brother You, Brother Chi, it's been so long since we've seen you two. What brings you here today?"
"I didn't expect the Crown Prince to be in such high spirits today. Have you finished discussing the wedding with the second young lady of the Shu family? When do you plan to hold it?"
"The seventh day of the first lunar month." In high spirits, Zhang Youye lit a cigarette with a lighter and smiled as he replied to everyone, "Go back and tell your fathers to come and participate."
Upon receiving a personal invitation from the Crown Prince, everyone readily nodded in agreement.
"It's a good day. Don't worry, we guys will definitely be there."
"Young Master You, why didn't the Second Miss come with you? Many people want to see this beautiful woman."
Glancing at Zhang Youye's suddenly unpleasant expression, Gu Sheng spoke up to help the group out of the predicament.
"Hey guys, stop worrying about the second young lady, okay? Has it already started? How many laps have she run yet?"
Just then, Feng Zhuolun walked up to the group. Hearing Gu Sheng's words, he smiled and explained.
"It should have started earlier, but Chuanran is here now. We were just waiting for him when Brother You and the others arrived. Everyone was thinking of waiting for you to come together. Brother You, how about the usual routine? Why don't you start?"
That's how this circle is; you always find a few acquaintances wherever you go.
After nodding to Feng Zhuolun, Zhang Youye looked around and gazed at the familiar figure not far away.
Seemingly noticing his probing gaze, Shu Chuanran, who was also surrounded by the crowd, calmly met his gaze in the air with his usual indifferent expression.
Turning his gaze away, Zhang Youye, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked at Zhou Chi'an and said, "You go first? Use my car."
“Okay.” Zhou Chi’an shrugged casually and took the keys from his hand. “Then I’ll go relax for a bit.”
With the help of Feng Zhuolun and Gu Sheng, the winding track was quickly cleared.
Surrounded by a host of sports cars on the starting line, only Zhang Youye's limited-edition supercar stood out.
Standing in the middle of the crowd, hearing the roar of the engine like a wild beast, and looking at Zhou Chi'an's emotionless face, Zhang Youye walked to the side of the car, leaned over and gave him some instructions.
"My car accelerates very fast, so take it easy. Relax as you like, understand?"
"I know what I'm doing, don't worry." Zhou Chi'an nodded lazily and revved the engine twice.
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