Wen Ning rubbed her hair irritably, then got up from the bed with difficulty. She actually forgot that she had an appointment for a competition today. It was all her brother's fault, otherwise, she would not have gone to bed so late last night.
She yawned, washed up, ate a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, then took the keys and drove away in her sports car.
When she arrived at the competition venue, others had already started, and only her teammates were still waiting for her.
One of them saw her coming and quickly came forward to complain: "Oh my God, Auntie, can you be on time next time? I'm waiting for you."
"Stop talking nonsense. If you really want to play, why wait for me? Just play with them directly." Wen Ning said indifferently. It was just an appointment to play. These dishes still wanted to play with him.
Wen Ning has an unusually wild personality. She loves to play things that other girls don't. Half of the supercars in the house belong to her. Her brother is really a headache for her.
She came out to play secretly today, and her brother didn't know. Otherwise, if he knew, he would scold her again.
She is very good at racing, so they are willing to play with her. That's why a bunch of rich second-generations can wait for her patiently. If it were someone else, they would have cursed her a long time ago.
"Sister Ning, what are you talking about? I just want to play with you." One of them immediately flattered.
Wen Ning glanced at him unceremoniously, "Stop talking nonsense. How do we play?"
"Old rules."
"Okay, let's go."
At the command, several people drove out first. Wen Ning drove slowly, not in a hurry at all. What harm would it cause her to have three seconds? Even if they all worked together, they couldn't beat her.
As soon as she got into the car, her expression turned into that of a bright and charming young lady, with an indescribable temperament.
"Sister Ning, why don't you just admit defeat?" One of them ran side by side with her and said arrogantly.
Wen Ning sneered, not looking nervous at all. Instead, he looked at him and said, "Then open your eyes and see how your sister Ning won."
After she finished speaking, her expression changed, and the steering wheel was in her hands, as if it was made for her, constantly changing the speed and direction of the car.
The rest of the people quickly surrounded and intercepted her. Even the person who had just had the advantage was now at a disadvantage. Before they could see clearly how she operated, she had already taken the lead and moved a long way ahead. The others had to quickly catch up.
"Wow, whose car is that? It's so cool, isn't it?"
"Oh my god, this driving skill is amazing!"
"Great God."
Lu Shili, who had stopped by the roadside and was standing by to watch, exclaimed in admiration. Looking at the fast-paced race on the field, he actually felt his blood boiling. It was really worth it to skip class today.
The others also admired and praised her driving skills.
This is simply a thrilling race to watch on the racetrack.
As expected, Wen Ning won.
She easily opened the car door, took off her helmet, looked at the person following closely behind her, and raised her head, "Well, admit defeat."
After they stopped, they gave her a thumbs-up. "Sister Ning, you're so domineering, and your driving skills are as good as ever."
"That's right, you don't even look at who your sister is." Wen Ning was feeling happy when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
"Sister Ning, is it really you?"
There was a hint of joy in her tone. She frowned at first, then turned her head and saw that it was the little brat she had met before.
"Isn't today Wednesday? Why aren't you in class? Did you skip class?"
Wen Ning had some impression of this little brat, but he only vaguely remembered that he was still a minor under the age of eighteen.
"Sister Ning, I'm not a brat." Lu Shili was a little dissatisfied with his sister calling him a brat, and muttered, he was obviously a high school student and would be eighteen soon, why did she always treat him like a child?
He really couldn't understand what relationship did a tall and strong man like him have with a little kid?
What's more, the person next to him was his friend. He always felt a little hurt in his self-esteem and embarrassed when someone called him a child in front of him.
Wen Ning couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at his embarrassed look. Hey, this little brat has quite a strong sense of self-esteem.
"Why not? Isn't he a minor?" Wen Ning ignored the dissatisfaction in his words. He just thought that the child's shyness was fun and he teased him.
Lu Shili was speechless. Who told him to be under 18? He was really pissed off.
He complained, "I'll be eighteen soon."
"Oh, then when you're eighteen, I won't call you a brat anymore," Wen Ning said perfunctorily. She had a feeling his features looked familiar. How could he resemble someone? But she didn't think that was the case. After all, she felt it was unlikely.
There are so many similar people in the world.
"Sister Ning, do you know each other?" The rich second-generation who played with her asked.
"Yeah, I know him. I met him the first two times I played together. He was just a kid," Wen Ning said casually. However, she didn't know his name, and she wasn't interested in it. But he seemed to have introduced himself when they first met. But she hadn't noticed at the time, and she had forgotten his name. It didn't matter.
She has never been interested in remembering the name of a child she just met. She thought at the time that she would never have the chance to meet him again, but she didn't expect that she would meet him again in just one month?
What a fate.
Those people nodded and said nothing. Wen Ning and his companions were just about to leave, not wanting to delay any longer, when suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the field. Wen Ning looked in the direction of the cry and saw that the originally quiet racetrack suddenly became agitated. A Maybach slowly stopped and appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone was puzzled at first, wondering which young man would drive a Maybach here to play. You know, ordinary people can't afford a Maybach.
Wen Ning looked at the car, and was also struck by it at first sight, especially since there were so many cars in her garage.
What kind of loser actually owns a car like this? Letting her drive it for a spin would be a huge win, wouldn't it? She thought about it, and her heart was still tempted, but she had no manners to go in front of someone and ask for a scolding.
She reluctantly moved away from the car and prepared to leave.
When Lu Shili, who was standing by, saw the car, his face turned pale, his pupils shrank, his scalp went numb, and his heart skipped a beat. He just felt like he had to have fun.
He held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the person who would get out of the car later would be someone else, not his awe-inspiring elder brother.
As a result, he was disappointed the next second.
When the car door opened, the first thing that caught my eye was the man's shiny leather shoes, followed by his exquisitely tailored and expensive custom-made suit.
Everyone gasped. This person must be either rich or noble.
When Lu Shili saw his brother get off the car, his breathing stopped and his mind went blank. He only knew that he was doomed today.
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