THE SONG FAMILY WIFE IS NOT EASY TO MESS WITH - Chapter 1
Several cars on the track entered the final sprint stage, only a hundred meters from the finish line, all the racers are trying their best to win the race, the closed field can be described as smoke and mirrors.
A fiery red car came like a bolt of lightning, and when it turned the last corner, it managed to overtake a white car in front of it, almost brushing past it.
In the next second, the crowded grandstand erupted with shouts of approval, and some spectators could not help but stand up and shout “cheer”.
In the middle of June, summer has already started in the imperial capital, and the sun was blazing, baking the circuit, a burst of engine roar and tire friction sounded over the venue, adding some excitement to the event. After several rounds of elimination, finally ushered in today’s finals, a total of five cars left, the champion will be born in them, how can the audience not be excited.
Wei Chan Yang lifted the hem of his T-shirt and wiped the dense beads of sweat on his forehead. He was a spectator and even more nervous than the race driver: “Dog left, do you think Meng can win? This is her first time to participate in the competition, I heard that not long to get a driver’s license, the training time added up to less than a week, I see a little hanging.”
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. On hearing this, he unmercifully kicked Wei Chan Yang: “How many times have I said, my name is Gou Sheng! That word pronounced cheng, the second sound, not fucking sheng, bad pinyin will give me back to elementary school to learn again! Next time, believe me, I’ll kick your legs off!”
Wei Chan Yang touched the calf that was kicked pain, lowered his eyebrows and averted his eyes, whispered sophomorically, “I heard Sister Meng call you that, and you didn’t say anything ……”
Although the scene is higher than the sound, Gou Sheng still heard his words, a slap on his head: “Sister Meng is Sister Meng, you can compare with Sister Meng?”
Wei Chan Yang heatedly smiled and said ingratiatingly, “Of course I can’t compare with Sister Meng. Sister Meng is wise and powerful, a unified rivers and lakes ……”
The audience in the stands stood up in unison and cheered incessantly.
Wei Chan Yang distant look, only to see five cars parked at the finish line position, the front of the car is a horizontal line, it is impossible to let people determine which car is the champion. He was so dumbfounded that he wanted to slap his forehead. He was so focused on kissing ass that he forgot about the race and didn’t see the most exciting scene.
“Did Sister Meng win?” Wei Chan Yang pushed Gou Sheng’s elbow, “I didn’t see it just now.”
Gou Sheng did not answer, another strange spectator excitedly shouted, “No. 25! It’s amazing, I heard it’s a female racer, it’s really impressive!”
No. 25 was Meng Jianwei.
Gou Sheng hooked up his thin lips, showing a smile, his arm circled Wei Chan Yang’s neck, pressed his head down, and said in a thick voice: “Little master will teach you another truth.”
Wei Chan Yang very doggy, smiling, said: “Master dog please teach.”
Gou Sheng: “Your sister Meng’s dictionary does not have the word ‘lose’ in it.”
After saying that, he slapped Wei Chan Yang’s back with such force that it looked like it was going to cause him internal injuries, and was reminding him that he shouldn’t have asked that nonsense.
Wei Chan Yang coughed and vomited blood, as if he was really invalidated by the slap. Gou Sheng stood up, lowered his sleeves that were rolled up to his shoulders, and stroked the back of his head, “Let’s go, let’s go cheer our champion.”
The champion came out of the car in a red and white racing suit that complimented the red car on her side. The sunlight sprinkled down and gave her a golden edge around the championship, which was dazzling. Even if wrapped in a racing suit, you can tell she is a woman by her graceful posture.
Meng Jianwei took off the huge helmet and clasped it to her side with one hand, panting heavily, as if she had not yet slowed down from the tense and exciting race, her heart beating like a drum, her throat parched and smoldering.
She shook her head and spread her long pink hair, her forehead hair was wet with sweat like rain, and locks of it stuck to her cheeks. The hair has just been dyed not two hours, the barber does not allow washing, to sweat because the color fell off, then she will sit in the barber store for a few hours for nothing.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
Sure enough, the field radio sounded, reminding the winner, runner-up and third runner-up of the race to come to the stage to receive their awards.
This is a regional field racing, not authoritative, Meng gradually party to participate because of the vacation at home and bored, with a playful mentality, did not expect to get the championship.
She thought she could win the championship, not because she was high, but the other contestants were too dishonest. So, the whole process of receiving the award she did not show too excited, the acceptance speech also did not bother to say.
When she got off the stage, the two followers came up, and one of them said something like a comic. Gou Sheng enthusiastically took the helmet in Meng Jianwei’s arms, without the image of a big brother in front of Wei Chan Yang, palm patting the helmet and praising: “Meng sister is awesome ah, hanging all the racers present, the drift in the turn, handsome!
Wei Chan Yang followed closely behind, handing Meng a bottle of chilled mineral water and thoughtfully unscrewing the cap: “I’ll definitely find today’s race video after I go back, download it and save it to my phone, and worship it twenty times a day!”
Although today’s race is not grand enough, there is still a full follow-up video, which will be put on the video site for racing fans who did not go to the scene to watch.
Meng Jianwei rolled her eyes and smashed the mineral water bottle she had taken a few sips of into Wei Chan Yang: “Go away.”
She stood on the podium in the sun, the whole person is almost baked, but also have to patiently listen to the host forced to chatter a lot of nonsense, has long run out of patience.
Wei Chan Yang is not annoyed, holding mineral water, following her like a fart, proposed: “Sister Meng, do you want to hold a celebration dinner tonight?”
Gou Sheng’s eyes lit up: “Yang’s proposal is good, Sister Meng, why don’t we celebrate tonight at Brother Cheng’s newly opened bar? I’ll treat you, and call Nanzi and the others.”
Meng Jianwei yawned, obviously lacking in interest, hand cupped his shoulders and walked forward: “Let’s talk about it, I have other things to do next.”
When she entered the changing room in the arena, the two followers stopped and waited at the door.
A few moments later, Meng Jianwei came out from inside and changed her outfit, the cool racing suit she didn’t know where she threw it, wearing a dark green suspenders, straps as thin as silk threads, hanging on the narrow thin shoulders, a large area of skin exposed. The two curved collarbone depressions are as deep as if they were filled with water to keep fish, and there is a tiny tattoo on the right collarbone. The following with black work pants, short boots. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on a lot of things.
She has a pair of peach blossom eyes hooked inward and outward, with long, thick eyelashes that look especially curly when she drops her eyes. Lip color darker than average, even without lipstick, but also sweet red good-looking.
“The actual fact is that you can’t be sure that you’re going to be able to get a good deal on your own. I’m going to come to you, there’s something to discuss with you.”
In the interval when Wei Chan Yang was lost in thought, Meng Jianwei took out her cell phone and dialed a person’s number, she took off the lollipop in her mouth, her tone was lazy, while walking towards the parking lot.
Wei Chan Yang was puzzled and looked at Gou Sheng who also looked puzzled and asked in a quiet voice, “Who is Old Xu?”
They have such a good relationship with Sister Meng, there is no reason not to know her friends, but never heard of the name “Old Xu”, which way to mix?
Gou Sheng also does not know who Old Xu is, but does not prevent him from pretending to understand: “Silly or not? You do not even know Lao Xu? Old Xu, you want a wife or not? As long as you open the golden mouth, I will send you later’, is that old Xu.”
Wei Chan Yang: “……”
What’s all this stuff?
Xu Zhan did not know that he had been “sent a wife”, he said to Meng Jianwei on the phone: “I have to pick up a friend at the airport at four o’clock, he just returned from the United States, unfamiliar with the place. Let’s find another time to meet again, I also have something to discuss with you in detail.”
“Four o’clock?” Meng Jianwei took off the phone attached to her ear and saw that it was now 3:15, she stuffed the lollipop back into her mouth and said in a slurred voice, “I’m racing at the venue near the airport, so don’t make a trip, send me your friend’s name and contact information, I’ll pick him up for you.”
Xu Zhan pondered for a moment and said in a warm voice, “Please.”
“It’s a small thing.” Meng Jiangyan replaced the lollipop from the left cheek to the right, and the tone of his voice rose, “Your friend is my friend.”
After hanging up the phone, Xu Zhan sent the flight information and contact information of his friend to Meng Jianwei’s phone, he didn’t say what the person’s name was, only that it was “Mr. Song”.
Meng Jianwei didn’t ask, his fingers hooked the car keys, without looking back, waved at the two followers behind him: “You guys do what you need to do, I’m going to the airport to pick up someone.”
Gou Sheng and Wei Chan Yang glanced at each other, before they had time to say anything, only to see Meng Jianwei pressed the car keys, the third row of the parking lot, the bright yellow supercar flashed the headlights.
Meng Jianwei pulled open the door and sat in, put on the seat belt, familiarly put on the gears, step on the gas pedal, the car like an arrow from the parking space soared out.
Wei Chan Yang smelled the thick car exhaust, gave a thumbs up to the supercar that was about to disappear from sight, and said leisurely, “Sister Meng is so good that the parking lot can be used as a race track.”
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Meng Jianwei arrived at the capital international airport 20 minutes later, she “tsked” and crushed the lollipop in her mouth, she should have known better than to race so fast.
She found a shady place, leaned her back against the wall, and played the “Peace Elite” game on her cell phone with boredom.
When the second game was over, Meng Jianwei saw that it was almost time to find the number of Mr. Song from the message Xu Zhan sent her and dialed it.
Fortunately, there was no reminder that the phone was off, and after a dozen rings, it was answered. I’m at the exit of T3 ……”
The crowd is surging, Meng Jianwei just turned around, through the heavy crowd, the sight of a tall and upright man, wearing a dark blue suit, snow-white shirt loose two buttons, wearing a pair of gold thin-rimmed glasses, all over the body is a kind of impersonal and ascetic air.
“As it happens, I’m also at the exit of T3.”
A clear and low mellow male voice sounded at his side, at the same time, the same voice and the same sentence came from the phone.
When the four eyes met, Meng Jianwei was sure that the person in front of him was Xu Zhan’s friend. And that Mr. Song also saw Meng Jianwei, his gaze slightly paused, a trace of surprise gradually emerged under his eyes. Xu Zhan himself did not come to pick him up, sent a woman over, or such a …… very eye-catching little beauty.
What the hell?
Meng Jianwei always treats strangers with little enthusiasm, but because he owes Xu Zhan too many favors, he took the initiative to help him pick up his friends. Her attitude is cold: “You are Mr. Song? Let’s go, my car is parked in front.”
Song met raised his eyebrows, it seems that he is not treated by this little beauty.
The girl walked in front, and Song met followed behind with his suitcase, his eyes sizing up from top to bottom. The golden sunlight, the head of pink hair is really striking, the skin on the arms of white, especially the small waist, Ying Ying is not a grip, so people can not help but want to pinch on a hand. The eyes moved down and landed on the pair of overly heavy black leather boots, Song met this stop, retracted the off-beat mind.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on this.
The two of them are in the car, Song met the initiative to report home address, the remaining light from time to time glance at the person beside him, no words to find words: “still do not know this lady’s name? I can thank you later.”
Meng Jianwei did not look away: “No, I’m friends with Xu Zhan.”
The implication is that I’m here to pick you up and you don’t have anything to do with it, you don’t have to be self-absorbed.
Song met elbows propped up against the edge of the window, the knuckles of his index finger against his lower lip, lightly inaudible laugh: “That does not work, I am me, Xu Zhan is Xu Zhan, I am a person who does not like to owe people favors, if you do not let me thank you, I am afraid I can not sleep at night.”
The first time she saw this Mr. Song, she thought he was a noble person who was not to be approached, cold and detached, as the saying goes, things gather in groups, people are divided by groups, Xu Zhan is such a gentle and elegant man, the person who can be his friend is not a modest gentleman, but also an elegant gentleman, but I did not expect to be a wanderer.
In this way, she was more impatient: “Then you do not sleep.”
Song met sideways to look at Meng Jianwei, about to say do you have a problem with me, suddenly noticed the tattoo on her right clavicle, think quite chic, simply change the subject: “You have a special tattoo pattern, what is this? It looks like a gun?”
Meng Jianwei glanced at him, hooked up his lips and said word for word: “AWM, you can try.”
Song met: “……”
The light in front of him happened to be red, and Meng Jianwang slammed on the brakes and stopped steadily in front of the crosswalk. She reached out and took out a bottle of xylitol from the box in the center console, poured two capsules into her mouth, her eyes were fixed on the red numbers in front of her, and her hand was on the steering wheel, knocking once or twice.
When the red light counted down to sixty-two seconds, Song could not help but come over again, as if she had a great interest in her tattoo: “Where did you get your tattoo? I also want a tattoo, but I look like how to draw on? Not very realistic.”
The company’s main goal is to provide a better solution to the problem. He unexpectedly smelled a sweet orange smell, stunned, the hand stalled in mid-air.
Meng Jianwei glanced at the remaining light, tongue against the cheek, closed his eyes, as if patience to the limit. Not to mention that this Mr. Song is Xu Zhan’s friend, today is the king of heaven to come, this person she also want to teach!
Shit! This man is so close to her, staring at her chest, the next step is not going to be hands?
Meng Jianwei clutched the hand that was hanging in mid-air, backhanded behind him and pressed his side face against the car door, slapped him on the head with the other hand, cursing: “Little brat, do not listen to the reputation of your sister Meng, dare to make a move on me? I think you do not want to live! If not for the fact that you are Xu Zhan’s friend, I will remove your leg today!”
Song Yu was caught off guard, he grew up smoothly, or the first time he was pressed by someone can not move, like a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered, in addition to irritation, only left at the arm as dense as the pain of pins and needles. His forehead cold sweat straight up, temples bursting, the forehead corner of a few veins are raised, “hiss” a, finally spilled out of the painful moan: “pain pain pain pain …… let go, you are not misunderstood? ”
Meng Jianwei grunted and laughed, did not reply, but harder to break his arm back.
Song met only feel that the arm is not their own, about to beg for mercy, heard a “click” sound, as if the sound of bone dislocation.
—— off-topic — —The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are doing.