The first thing Shen Zhiyi did after finishing her training was to turn on her phone, which had been turned off for a long time.
She replied to each of the guests' messages one by one.
Only then did he open Qi Yuran's WeChat.
Seeing the string of milk-related messages sent from above, her eyes crinkled into a smile.
"Sorry, I've been busy with training these days and haven't had time to check my phone."
"Thank you for taking such good care of the milk."
"It seems to completely trust you now."
"I'm even a little jealous. /cat rubbing face.jpg"
Qi Yuran is familiarizing himself with the track.
After a rapid drift, he reached the finish line.
He took off his helmet and crawled out of the race car.
I had just gotten my phone when I saw Shen Zhiyi's message.
His hair was soaked with sweat, his silver hair was curly, and a few strands stuck to his forehead, but his eyes were bright and sparkling.
Are you jealous?
At this moment, Qi Yuran felt the same way as her.
However, the object of his jealousy was the innocent, milky-white kitten at home.
What if one day...
I wish my sister could be jealous of him.
His eyes flickered.
@ModelYouth: "Are you free the day after tomorrow?"
"I can show you a video of the cat."
The day after tomorrow is the day of his competition.
I wonder if that unreliable Qi Jinjiu told her about it.
@InCareFlowerShop: "Sorry... I'm going to watch a game the day after tomorrow, so I might not have much time. Otherwise... the day after that?"
"I'll contact you then, okay?"
Qi Yuran's eyebrows and eyes lit up.
"OK."
He couldn't help but press for more information.
"Is it a very important match?"
@InCareFlowerShop: "Yeah, it's my friend's younger brother's competition."
"Very important."
Qi Yuran's heart began to pound.
Very important...
She said her competition was very important...
Qi Yuran felt an unprecedented surge of excitement.
He stared intently at the four words "friend's younger brother" she sent.
The Way of the Heart.
Sooner or later.
His title and appellation will be prefixed with "she".
Qi Yuran put away her phone.
Team engineer Shao Fang walked over.
"Those corners were too dangerous. There's a very high chance it will rain halfway through the race. If we keep driving like that, it will be extremely dangerous."
"Both cars and people can have problems, you know?"
Qi Yuran raised an eyebrow.
"Isn't your task to win the game?"
"Why are you always concerned about whether I live or die?"
Shao Fang frowned.
"What are you saying!"
“We are teammates and partners. What will the club do if something happens to you?”
"Let's not talk about me, let's talk about your family, friends, and loved ones."
"If you keep acting so recklessly, who would dare to be with you?"
Qi Yuran: ...
Shen Zhiyi's face suddenly popped into my mind.
He looked away and put on his helmet somewhat guiltily.
"Then let's simulate it again."
Shao Fang looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.
In the past, when his family, friends, and loved ones were mentioned, he would always scoff and say, "It's just a worthless life," or shrug and say, "Whatever."
What's gotten into you today? Why are you listening to me?!
He stared in disbelief as Qi Yuran walked away.
...
Round and round.
Qi Yuran finished training and took off his helmet and gloves.
Shao Fang brought over the previous race analysis results and said seriously, "The car you drove in the last qualifying race definitely had a problem."
"According to our previous calculations, we should have been able to handle this competition without any problems."
"But what's strange is that the Chifeng team has always had less funding than us, so how come they're using such high-performance cars this time?"
"What else could it be?" Qi Yuran sneered.
"They set up a betting pool, betting that I couldn't win."
"Therefore, it is understandable that the entry of investors helped them improve their strength, causing me to fall to the middle and lower ranks and lose the opportunity."
These are all tricks we've seen before.
Nothing new.
This competition is divided into two rounds.
In the first qualifying session, the starting grid order was determined by the fastest lap time.
The second main match, which is the match the day after tomorrow.
Winners and losers are determined by their rankings.
He is currently ranked 14th.
Two members of the Chifeng team, one ranked 3rd and the other 7th, both far surpassed him.
However, they were never his target.
Instead... the champion.
His sister is coming to watch his match, and he will definitely give it his all.
Qi Yuran felt a warm sensation in her chest.
“Don’t let your guard down,” Shao Fang said worriedly. “Although the race is where the driver’s skills, abilities and mental fortitude are truly tested, it’s hard to guarantee that they won’t set a trap for you during the race.”
"You have enough points for this season."
"In this competition, we just need to get into the top three; safety first."
"Okay." Qi Yuran changed his clothes, closed the closet door, and said, "I'm leaving now."
"There's a cat at home waiting for me to feed it."
cat?
Shao Fang was astonished.
Isn't he the one who hates trouble and meddling in other people's business the most?
Why did you decide to get a cat on your own initiative?
By the time he realized what was happening, the person was already far away.
"Remember! Strictly control your diet these two days, and don't overdo the exercise!" Shao Fang shouted one last time to his retreating figure.
Qi Yuran didn't turn around, but raised one arm and waved.
It means to hear.
His short silver hair was gilded with a layer of flowing gold by the setting sun. He was backlit, his clothes fluttering, like the spirit of a young man, even his shadow was full of arrogance.
Shao Fang shook his head helplessly.
Hopefully, he'll remember what he said today during the match.
Don't do those crazy things.
*
night.
Shen Zhiyi received a video call.
Milk Dad?
She pressed the answer button, puzzled.
What appeared before my eyes, however, was a well-defined, sweaty six-pack...
The perspective from above her.
It looks like they're doing some kind of exercise.
Shen Zhiyi's face flushed red instantly.
This...this...
Was it an accidental touch?
Just as I was about to hang up, a cat's paw touched the screen.
The camera pans up.
From her collarbone to her firm, strong thighs, everything was captured on camera.
"Milk, Dad is doing a plank, don't come over."
The deliberately lowered voice carried a sporty sexiness, sounding husky and slightly astringent.
There were also a few suppressed gasps.
Shen Zhiyi almost fainted from embarrassment.
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