The Fake Heiress's Inner Thoughts Were Heard by Her Entire Family - Chapter 42: Get Out of the Way, I’m About to Start...

Chapter 42

The group was somewhat surprised, not expecting Jing Zeqian to be so trusting of Jing Yi driving a race car alone. They all silently decided to go easy on Jing Yi, worried that too much speed might frighten the younger sister.

“But!” Before Jing Yi could get excited, Jing Zeqian immediately added, “You must pay attention to safe driving. This is a racetrack, not a regular speed-limited street.”

Although Jing Zeqian had previously mocked Jing Yi for driving ‘Night’ in the city as a waste of talent, now that he actually saw her getting into a race car, he worried she might use too much force and have an accident.

Jing Yi nodded with bright, sparkling eyes, appearing obedient and well-behaved.

But Jing Zeqian was still uneasy, unsure if Jing Yi had actually taken his words to heart.

“Jing Young Master, why don’t I take Yiyi for a lap first?” Li Chengsheng was unwilling to give up any opportunity.

Jing Zeqian glanced at him, but before he could speak, Jing Yi had already refused.

“No need, I’ll just familiarize myself with a couple of laps on my own!” She excitedly followed the staff to change into the proper gear, leaving Li Chengsheng looking disappointed that his plan had fallen through.

The corner of Jing Zeqian’s mouth turned up slightly, and he didn’t forget to remind the others, “Keep an eye on her safety, don’t let her go too fast.”

The group nodded in understanding, naturally aware and having no intention of showing off their skills in front of a novice.

Jing Yi changed into professional racing gear, put on her helmet, and sat in Jing Zeqian’s Ferrari race car. She stroked the steering wheel appreciatively before gripping it firmly.

Jing Zeqian brought Jing Zejun to the previous viewing stand. Meanwhile, staff had prepared tech equipment nearby so Jing Zeqian could more clearly see their race situation.

Jing Zejun watched as the eye-catching red race car appeared on the track.

“Second Brother, I didn’t expect you to have a sports car hidden here too.”

Jing Zejun thought the number of vehicles in the family garage was already surprising enough, not realizing he had other cars elsewhere.

Jing Zeqian gazed at the red sports car familiarizing itself with the track below. “It’s just for occasional fun, this car is only usable on the racetrack.”

This car was also decided to be purchased at the time of investment, and Jing Zeqian had used it fairly infrequently.

The red race car was going around the track lap by lap, getting used to it.

The current speed was still reassuring to Jing Zeqian. He even hoped Jing Yi would keep using this speed to play on the racetrack. After all, there were no other spectators, so there was no need to excessively accelerate to show off. Safety was more important.

Unlike Jing Zeqian’s vague worry, Jing Zejun was more expectant, looking forward to what kind of surprise Jing Yi would show on the racetrack.

“Little Sister Yiyi, are you sure you want to race against us?” Li Chengsheng poked his head out of the car window, looking at the sweetly smiling Jing Yi with a hesitant expression.

Actually, he thought just taking a few laps around the track would be fine…

Jing Yi’s lips curved up in a smile, her dimples showing slightly, looking even sweeter and more obedient. “It’s fine, Brother Cheng! I’ll know my limits. We’re already at the racetrack, it’d be such a waste not to have a race!”

Li Chengsheng looked at the expressions of the other guys and had to concede. After all, he would slow down to take care of Jing Yi.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Jing Yi returned to her car, put on her helmet, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and quietly waited for the starting signal.

The people in the stands were also a bit nervous.

Three, two, one…

Go!

The red race car shot out like an arrow leaving a bow, the sound of tires friction against the ground resounding throughout the track like war drums!

Jing Zeqian’s eyes widened as he stared at the direction the race car had left, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

What was Jing Yi doing?! He had clearly warned her about safe driving, safe driving!

Not only was Jing Zeqian shocked, but the other racers who had intended to go easy were also very surprised. Out of a competitive spirit, they unconsciously accelerated to chase after her.

One of the race cars, affected by the surrounding vehicles, lost control at a turn and slid off the track, but quickly returned and continued to join the intense competition.

But all of this had nothing to do with Jing Yi. She was weaving through the front of the track, her steering wheel operations changing flexibly with the road.

Jing Yi focused intently on the road ahead, her body tense. Her eyes now showed none of the docility from before, as if she were a warrior born for the racetrack.

The colorful race car was driving right behind her.

Li Chengsheng’s initial intention to take care of Jing Yi was completely gone. At this moment, the only thought in his mind was that he absolutely couldn’t lose the race in front of a beautiful girl!

Especially since she was supposed to be a novice!

Li Chengsheng used every trick he knew. The colorful race car was getting closer and closer to Jing Yi’s car, trying to overtake.

A curve appeared on the track ahead.

Jing Yi took a deep breath, her body tense to the extreme. She turned the steering wheel to the designated angle, and the race car charged towards the curve like a cheetah.

The tires made a sharp friction sound in the turn, the car body tilted in the curve, bringing out thick smoke and making a piercing noise.

The red race car was demonstrating what smooth drifting looked like on the track, putting some more distance between it and the cars behind.

The racers in the cars behind watched this scene in amazement. Was Young Master Jing sure his sister was a novice?

This kind of skill would be equally impressive even in a professional race!

Jing Zejun didn’t know what the standard for a good racer was, but that red car was clearly faster than the other vehicles in terms of speed.

She knew Jing Yi was in first place at the moment.

“Second Brother! Yiyi is so amazing, she’s in the lead!” Jing Zejun’s voice was full of happiness and excitement, not noticing at all the somewhat ugly expression on Jing Zeqian’s face beside her.

However, looking at the thick smoke brought out by the car’s drift, Jing Zejun was a bit puzzled. “Second Brother, is that thick smoke from Yiyi’s car normal?”

Jing Zejun hesitated, somewhat worried it might be caused by the car’s excessive speed.

Beside her, Jing Zeqian’s brows were tightly knitted. Normal my ass! Watching Jing Yi’s operations, Jing Zeqian even wanted to curse. He told her to drive safely, and now she’s drifting through turns?!

After passing through the turn, the serious little face inside Jing Yi’s helmet finally broke into a smile.

She knew she had already won this race.

The Ferrari charged towards the finish line, crossing it. Several seconds later, the other vehicles successively crossed the finish line.

After stopping the car, Jing Yi let out a relieved sigh, patted the steering wheel in a good mood, and got out of the car.

She took off her helmet and waved sweetly at Li Chengsheng and the others who had stopped beside her.

Jing Zeqian’s friends also managed to smile, though their expressions were somewhat complex, especially the red-haired Li Chengsheng.

He never imagined Jing Yi’s racing skills would be so superior. He had wanted to show off in front of her.

“Little Sister Yiyi, you… you’ve raced before?” The person beside her couldn’t help but ask curiously. Jing Yi’s performance was nothing like a novice’s.

Jing Yi smiled, her dimples showing slightly. “I played a few times abroad before.”

Played a few times?

Everyone deeply doubted this number. Did this look like someone who had only played a few times? They didn’t know whether to say Jing Yi was being modest or if she was just a natural genius. Their expressions became even more indescribable.

Jing Yi looked beyond them. Jing Zejun and Jing Zeqian were walking this way.

She happily waved at the two, not noticing the hint of anger in Jing Zeqian’s eyes.