The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country - Chapter 3

After a busy day at the club, it was already late at night when Xu Xizhou returned to Yuan’s house.

His ears were buzzing, and it seemed that there was still a scene of a little boy clamoring to ask him questions by his side. He rubbed his ears and took out the key to open the door. As soon as he walked in, he was confronted with an unfriendly gaze.

“This is the kid that you said would stay in our place?”

Xu Xizhou was a little at a loss for words. At any rate, he lived to be 26 years old in his previous life. Although he has just turned 18 years old in this life, he also couldn’t be called a kid anymore.

The one speaking was Yuan Mu’s lover. He’s tall and thin. Even at home, he wore a white shirt that made him look like an elite businessman.

“Lawyer Bi, how can you speak like that?” Yuan Mu came out of the kitchen, an apron still tied on his body.

“This is my sister-in-law, right? Indeed, seeing is believing. He’s really handsome and dashing, young and promising.” Xu Xizhou was not annoyed at all, he cheekily complimented the man instead.

The man frowned when he heard the word ‘sister-in-law’, and he glanced at Yuan Mu behind him with dissatisfaction. Yuan Mu blinked at him and made a wronged expression.

The man couldn’t keep his sullen expression after being praised by Xu Xizhou. He raised his finger and pointed to the fruit on the coffee table.

“I just bought strawberries, wash and eat them by yourself.”

“Thank you, sister-in-law.”

Xu Xizhou didn’t want to disturb the couple’s intimate time, so he went back to his room after eating the strawberries. He sat on the bay window and turned out the small notebook he carried with him. He recorded the phone numbers of several real estate agents. He knew that he couldn’t live in this place all the time. Sooner or later, he would have to move out.

Yuan Mu will definitely stop him at that time, and maybe he will be angry. He has to think of good excuses and how to convince him ….

In the middle of the night, Xu Xizhou was suddenly awakened by a noise from the bedroom next door.

He heard the sound of something being knocked over and thought that the two of them were arguing because of him, so he quickly put on his jacket. As soon as he walked into the corridor, he met someone who came out of the master bedroom.

Under the dim night light, Yuan Mu was wearing a bathrobe with an opened neckline, wantonly showing the hickey on his body. Only then did Xu Xizhou understand the reason for the noise next door, and his handsome face immediately flushed.

Yuan Mu was also a little embarrassed, but after all, he was an adult in his twenties and had more experience, so he pretended to be calm and patted the boy on the shoulder, “Don’t panic, you will experience it later.”

Seeing Yuan Mu walk into the bathroom, furthermore with a little stagger to his steps, Xu Xizhou covered his face in pain. He never guessed that his fitness coach would be the one below!

Xu Xizhou went to the club with two dark circles under his eyes. When he ate lunch in the cafeteria, Lili asked him concernedly if he didn’t sleep well last night.

“Uhm, the upstairs where I stay is being renovated, it’s a bit noisy.”

Xu Xizhou found a reason casually. He was a little puzzled when he suddenly saw a construction team outside coming in.

“Why did the club suddenly start to renovate these days?”

“Didn’t Mr. Meng tell you? There’s a great financial backer.”

“What financial backer?”

“Have you heard of the name Zhuang? The young master of that Zhuang family is the one that invested in our club.”

Xu Xizhou’s heart thumped, and certain scenes from his previous life came to his mind. It stood to reason that he chose a completely different life from his previous life. It’s safe to think that Zhuang Jingchun shouldn’t come to him to sign a marriage contract as he did in his previous life, right?

In his previous life, he still lived in the Lu family anyway, and he assumed the false name of the young master of the Lu family, but in this life he had nothing. Even if Zhuang Jingchun were looking for a marriage partner, he shouldn’t look for him.

Unable to say whether it was a sigh of relief or something else, Xu Xizhou lowered his head and continued to eat.

The training on the track was boring and long. Watching the kids put on racing suits and helmets one by one and sit in the kart, with worried parents next to them, Xu Xizhou unconsciously remembered the time when he was young. Xu Mei occasionally came to see his games. Although Lu Feng rarely paid attention to him because of his work, he also gave him full financial support. At that time, he felt that he was simply the happiest child in the world. But he didn’t understand until a few months ago that this kind of love was only based on a blood relationship. He was nothing to them when he was not their biological son.

In the second half of the practice session, the sky became gray, dark clouds hung low, and there were signs of heavy rain. Xu Xizhou called all the little racers to the lounge for a meeting and analyzed their mistakes when driving karts one by one.

“Fang Yuan, you entered the bend early on the second lap, you should be 0.2 seconds to 0.3 seconds slower ….”

“Guangyuan, the posture of your legs is not right when you step on the clutch. Pay attention to protecting your knees and exercise your calves more during physical training.”

After more than a week of getting along, the students have wholeheartedly admired him. Unlike other coaches who like to give long speeches, Xu Xizhou rarely speaks in technical meetings, but once he speaks, they always hit the nail on the head.

“All right, today’s meeting will end here, let’s go have dinner.”

The little racers cheered, they rushed out of the conference room and ran to the cafeteria.

Meng Hui stood at the door with a smile on his face, “It seems that you have adapted well to the status of a coach.”

“Thank you for your appreciation.”

“Speaking of which, you don’t run F2 anymore. Have you ever thought about trying other races, such as rally car or touring car?” Meng Hui asked tentatively.

It was unknown which word touched a certain string in Xu Xizhou’s heart, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head.

“Forget it, I’d better leave some opportunities for the domestic racers. I can’t grab other people’s jobs.” He said while still grinning.

“Gee, you still don’t have any manner today.” Meng Hui said helplessly.

That night, Xu Xizhou was the last to leave the club. He sat in the maintenance workshop for a long time. There was an abandoned racing car in it, which was used for parts recycling. He didn’t let the technicians dismantle it for the time being.

He sat in the car’s driver’s seat and closed his eyes. The roar of the engine, the whistling wind, the screeching sound of the tires rubbing against the ground, the pungent smell of burning gasoline, and the scenery of the fast receding track were all in front of his eyes, one by one passed before his eyes.

Those pictures were as far away as memories of a previous life. Xu Xizhou unconsciously clenched the steering wheel, fell back on the seat, and sighed deeply.

It rained outside when he left the club. Xu Xizhou didn’t bring an umbrella. The rain was not heavy, anyway, and it only took a few minutes to walk to the bus stop. Wrapping his lapel jacket tightly, Xu Xizhou has just walked to the bus stop when several dazzling headlights swept over.

The biting north wind mixed with the cold rain hit his face, and the boy was forced to stop. He squinted his eyes in displeasure.

Under the dim street lights, several colorful top sports cars stopped in front of him.

“Yo, isn’t this our Young Master Lu? How did you end up taking the bus?”

A young man with red hair came down from the Lamborghini in the front. He was only about 20 years old, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his whole body was covered with luxury goods. The three words ‘I have money’ were written on his face.

The red-haired man’s name was Zhang Yan, he was also a half-assed racer. Once upon a time, in order to impress his girlfriend, he challenged Xu Xizhou to a race but was severely beaten by Xu Xizhou and was ruthlessly trapped for two laps, which made him lose face in front of his girlfriend. After losing the game, he was ridiculed by Xu Xizhou again, and he hated Xu Xizhou ever since.

This person was still the same as in Xu Xizhou’s previous life.

The corner of Xu Xizhou’s mouth curled up, “Zhang Yan,  if you have the time to block me, it’s better to improve your racing skills first. The kids I teach, who are less than ten years old, can drive faster than you.”

Unexpectedly, even if this guy was not in a good situation, he still had the temperament of a young master who did not suffer in the slightest. Zhang Yan was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and his fists clenched fiercely.

“Xu Xizhou, what the hell are you pulling? You are no longer the eldest young master of the Lu family, you are now just a bastard without a father and a mother! A bastard, you know?!”

A voice was warning Xu Xizhou to calm down. After all, he had lived for twenty-six years in his previous life. There was no need to care about such a little idiot. However, at the same time, another voice sounded from the bottom of his heart. Now that he’s been reborn, why did he still have to worry about many things, wouldn’t it be better to do what he wanted without hesitation …

With a bang, Zhang Yan’s figure was shaken by the heavy blow from his nose, and a burning pain came from his cheeks. He covered his bleeding nose in disbelief.

“You fucking dare to hit me?”

“Because you need a beating.” Xu Xizhou rubbed his sore wrist and said sarcastically, “A racer’s hands are very precious. It’s an honor for you to be punched by this hand.”

Zhang Yan was so angry that his temples were buzzing, he cursed loudly, and turned his head to call his followers, “Beat him up! Beat him to death!”

The scene was chaotic. The driver of the last bus pulled into the station and was about to stop, but hurriedly drove away after seeing the scene. Xu Xizhou watched those people surround him, he realized that he was impulsive. Naturally, he couldn’t have beaten so many people by himself. He could only desperately protect his vital parts and gritted his teeth to bear the opponent’s anger.

“Zhang Yan, do you fucking dare or not? Don’t call so many people if you have the ability. I will fight you one-on-one!”

“One-on-one, your head! You’re the one that makes the first move!”

Another kick landed on his ribs. Xu Xizhou stifled a groan and cursed loudly.

A black Mercedes-Benz quietly parked under a parasol tree not far away. Inside the car, the driver looked at the scene in the distance with some worry.

“Young Master, why don’t we go there now?”

“Not in a hurry.”

The light green iris behind the lens swept across the figure curled up on the concrete floor. The man spoke clearly, and his voice had the crisp texture of the collision of beads of jade.

“Let him learn a hard lesson first.”