Seated in the passenger seat, Su Xiaomeng glared at Xiao Chen with fury.
"How dare you take advantage of me?!"
Surprised, Xiao Chen asked, "What do you mean by 'taking advantage'?"
"You wrapped your arm around me and touched my butt!"
"Oh, that's it? That's not taking advantage. It's not like it's the first time I've done that..." Xiao Chen replied casually.
"What did you just say?!" Su Xiaomeng's eyes blazed. Clenching her fist, she threw it toward him. "You filthy scoundrel! I'll beat you up!"
"Don't cause trouble! I'm driving!" Xiao Chen dodged her punch, suppressing a grin as he thought about her soft and firm backside. "Besides, I'm helping you out!"
Su Xiaomeng curled her lips disdainfully. "Ugh, don't cover up your shamelessness with fancy excuses…"
"Well, if I didn't act like this, the guy behind us wouldn't believe we're a couple!"
"Then why don't you kiss me already? That's what couples do!" Su Xiaomeng snapped.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen nearly slapped his thigh in regret. "Oh, if I'd known you're that open, I would've kissed you earlier…"
"Get lost!" Su Xiaomeng was livid. She even considered grabbing the steering wheel and crashing the car with this idiot!
Feeling the murderous glare radiating from her, Xiao Chen shivered. He dared not provoke her any further, lest they crash!
After a moment of silence, he glanced at the BMW M5 ahead and asked, "Xiaomeng, what's with this Yin He? Does he like you?"
"Maybe, but I have no feelings for him. How could I be his girlfriend? By the way, how's your driving? Are you sure you can beat him? His cousin's one of the underground driving legends in Longhai City. Racing with him is like training with a master's apprentice…"
"…"
Xiao Chen was at a loss and stared at her. "You know he's basically a master-level racer's half-disciple, and you still want to race him? Are you nuts?!"
"Are you nuts!" Su Xiaomeng rolled her eyes. "Miss Ben isn't bad at driving, you know! You'd rank at No. [-] Middle School if you tried!"
"Fine…"
"Stop talking nonsense. How's your driving? Can you win him?"
"Don't worry. Forget about him—even if his legendary cousin shows up, I'll destroy them!" Xiao Chen said with arrogance.
Su Xiaomeng smirked. "You'll die if you keep bragging!"
"Ha ha."
Xiao Chen chuckled but said nothing more. A half-disciple of a car god? Pfft!
Half an hour later, they reached Jiulong Pan, one of Longhai City's top underground racing spots. Since it was still early, few racers were there.
"Boy, how many races are we doing?" Yin He asked, stepping out and pointing toward the track.
"It's my first time here. I wouldn't know…"
"Jiulong is dangerous. One wrong move can be fatal. Regulars usually race nine laps, if you dare."
Xiao Chen glanced at the not-so-high mountain and nodded. "Then let's do nine laps."
"Good. Race to the top, flash your lights, and come back down. Whoever reaches the bottom first wins!"
"Sounds good!"
"Then let's go!" Yin He smirked. "Boy, don't start crying later!"
"Xiaomeng, get in the car!" Xiao Chen didn't waste more words. If it weren't for helping her deal with trouble, he wouldn't have bothered joining. In his mind, this was just child's play!
Su Xiaomeng nodded and climbed into the Maserati, secretly hoping Xiao Chen would win.
Yin He eyed her and narrowed his eyes. If he lost again this time, let's see what excuse he comes up with!
Minutes later, both cars lined up at the starting point, engines revving.
"You really think you can beat him?"
"Heh, why not bet on it? If I win, I'll help fix your problems. But you have to promise me something."
"What is it?" Su Xiaomeng eyed him warily—this kid must be hiding something!
"Nothing much, just call me 'Brother Chen' from now on, how about that?"
"Okay! As long as you win, I'll call you that!" she replied after a brief pause. After all, calling him that wouldn't cost her anything!
Xiao Chen grinned, glanced at the BMW M5 beside him, and made a ready signal.
"Start!"
A hand dropped, and both cars shot off the line almost simultaneously.
The BMW M5 roared as Yin He expertly shifted gears and twisted the steering wheel, trying to take the lead!
"Hurry up!" Su Xiaomeng shouted, watching the M5 pull far ahead.
"Why the rush? Let this kid puff his chest for a bit!" Xiao Chen grinned calmly. Laymen watch for excitement, experts watch for technique. From the start, he could tell Yin He's a pro among amateurs!
As he spoke, the BMW M5 surged ahead, leaving the Maserati far behind.
"Hmph! Racing the CEO? I'll crush you!" Yin He sneered at the mirror, letting up on the accelerator to pass the first curve with ease.
Just then, the Maserati suddenly sped up, drifted elegantly, and sailed through the first corner without hesitation.
The next second, the Maserati surged forward, overtaking from the outside and closing the gap by half!
"Damn!" Yin He cursed, slamming the accelerator. Has this guy never raced Jiulong before?!
The BMW M5 picked up speed as they approached the second corner.
Yin He reluctantly slowed, but to his shock, the Maserati didn't slow—it sped through the corner faster, leaving him choking in its wake!
As the Maserati sped through, Su Xiaomeng's face turned pale. Though she'd raced Jiulong many times, she'd never seen anyone corner so recklessly! At the first curve, she hadn't felt it, but the second corner terrified her. Is this guy insane?!
At the third corner, Xiao Chen's speed increased again, almost leaving the BMW M5 in the dust!
"Slow down!" Su Xiaomeng screamed as the rock wall loomed ahead. Grabbing the safety rail tightly, she panicked. A mistake here would send them crashing into the ravine!
"Hold tight!" Xiao Chen yelled back without slowing. Though he thought the race childish, the roar of the engine sent adrenaline surging through him!
"Damn it! Damn it! You bastard!" Yin He spat as he watched the Maserati disappear at the fourth curve. This guy clearly wasn't new to the Nine Dragons course!