Handsome Young Master, Mad Wife - Chapter 30

Chapter 30 The Race Began

“But, I’m curious. Why do you suddenly want to race with Fu Ziheng?” Qi Shen asked.

According to what he knew, An Zhiyan had liked Fu Ziheng before. Could it be that she didn’t win Fu Ziheng’s love and was now filled with hatred?

An Zhiyan looked at the distant race venue. “To let him meet with an accident.”

She had always been a vengeful person. If Fu Ziheng dared find someone to rape her, she would return the favor.

At this moment, An Zhiyan had already walked to the garage. She got into another car.

Qi Shen reacted. “Isn’t that my car? An Zhiyan!”

The moment he shouted, the car had sped out of the garage and disappeared.

She was really cunning. Qi Shen was both angry and amused.

There would definitely be some “accidents” in this competition. Therefore, An Zhiyan did not use her own car at all. Instead, she used the car that Qi Shen had left at the club.

Even though he was clearly at a disadvantage, Qi Shen somehow felt happy about it? Did this mean that An Zhiyan treated him as one of her own?

An Zhiyan drove the car out of the garage. Qi Shen’s voice came through her earpiece.

“No matter what, Fu Ziheng has a lot of money and is a member of the club. You should know your limits.”

Qi Shen had a blind trust in An Zhiyan’s strength. If she said that there would be an “accident,” there would definitely be an “accident.”.

An Zhiyan snorted. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep his life.”

“By the way, help me bet 100,000,” An Zhiyan added.

Qi Shen smiled. “Got it.”

Before the match, Qi Shen immediately arranged for someone to raise An Zhiyan’s odds. Then, he returned to the stands with a telescope in his hand.

He took out his phone and made a call.

“What’s the matter?” Huo Zui’s voice came from the other side of the phone.

Qi Shen looked through the binoculars and said, “Sir, there’s a match at the club today. Do you need me to broadcast it for you?”

Huo Zui was silent for a few seconds. “Turn around,” he said.

Qi Shen hung up the phone. He knew that Huo Zui was interested in An Zhiyan. Initially, he was just testing Huo Zui’s attitude. He did not expect that Huo Zui would really treat An Zhiyan like this.

Qi Shen’s eyes darkened. He also looked at the field.

Huang San had just walked in from outside when he saw a race playing on the huge screen in the room.

This seemed to be the DM Club?

When he saw a close-up of a certain figure appear on the screen, Huang San was even more confused. Wasn’t that Miss An?

Huo Zui was sitting on a leather bench. His slender legs were casually crossed. Huang San said, “Master, the assassin that day was a member of an assassination organization. It’s very likely that he was hired by Dark Island to kill you.”

Huo Zui looked at the big screen and said nonchalantly, “No matter who wants to kill me, they have to pay the price.”

“The person who is related to that batch of goods…” Huang San lowered his head and was about to continue reporting.

Just as he said those words, he heard a voice coming from the screen.

An Zhiyan and Fu Ziheng had already driven their cars to the starting line. Huo Zui’s gaze was fixed on An Zhiyan on the screen. Huang San simply shut up and gave up on reporting his news.

Fu Ziheng was well prepared. He stared confidently at An Zhiyan through the car window.

“Ziheng! Don’t show mercy!”

“Bro! I bet on you to win! Don’t make me lose all my assets!”

Fu Ziheng’s friends shouted from the stands.

“An Zhiyan, you’d better remember your promise. Don’t cry if you lose.” Fu Ziheng sneered. “There are risks in racing. If anything happens, it’s your own fault.”

An Zhiyan twisted her neck and said lightly, “I’d say the same to you.”

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As the green light lit up, the two cars flew out like arrows!

The roar of the motors made everyone’s eardrums tremble.

Qi Shen’s binoculars followed the shadows of the two cars. An Zhiyan was slightly behind, which gave Fu Ziheng the lead.

However, An Zhiyan’s car stuck to Fu Ziheng like a ghost. No matter how hard Fu Ziheng tried to shake her off, he couldn’t.

“Shit!” Fu Ziheng saw the car in the rear-view mirror and felt very irritable.