"What? Ye Xiao didn't tell you? Do you want me to explain it to you?" Feng Yang saw the three of them seemed surprised and immediately spoke up.

But just then, Fang Jing suddenly smiled and said, "Young Master Feng, how many girlfriends Ye Xiao has seems like his private matter? Do you want us to stay away from Ye Xiao because of this? First of all, I won't, and I think Coco and Qiqi won't either. No matter how many flaws Ye Xiao has, he's a million times better than you, and that seems to be enough."

"What did you say?" Feng Yang's face turned dark instantly upon hearing Fang Jing's words, glaring coldly at her and saying, "Do you know who I am? Do you know what consequences you'll face for saying such things to me?"

"I know, if you keep babbling, I'll punch you!" This was the voice coming from behind Feng Yang. Ye Xiao, who had been in the Maserati, unexpectedly came out at some point and was walking toward Feng Yang, having overheard his words by chance.

To others, Feng Yang was the eldest of the Feng family, absolutely someone ordinary people had to look up to. But if that person was Ye Xiao, then things were completely different.

"Why... why are you here?" Feng Yang looked at Ye Xiao, his words stuttering a bit.

Ye Xiao sneered and said, "Why can't I be here? You know, I hate when someone threatens my friends, especially female friends."

Feng Yang's face immediately turned red. He wanted to retort against Ye Xiao, but didn't dare to offend him because Ye Xiao wasn't an ordinary person; he was unreasonable, and if you offended him, he'd swing his fists directly. There was no way for Feng Yang to reason with someone like that.

"Ye Xiao, let's talk about the car race." Li Siqi spoke up at this moment.

Feng Yang was instantly very grateful to Li Siqi.

Ye Xiao said indifferently, "What's up? Isn't it about to start? Is there anything else?"

"Feng Yang has his conditions; let's see if you dare to accept them." Li Siqi raised an eyebrow and looked at Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao said, "Let's hear it. Maybe it can really scare me?"

Li Siqi rolled her eyes at Ye Xiao, then told Feng Yang, "Feng Yang, you say it."

Feng Yang nodded, then glanced at the smiling Ye Xiao, involuntarily feeling a bit intimidated, which Li Siqi noticed and frowned slightly, clearly displeased with Feng Yang's performance.

However, despite his fear, Feng Yang braced himself and said, "Ye Xiao, my condition is simple. If I lose, I'll leave Liangju Bay and quit Weihang Club."

"Oh?" Ye Xiao chuckled upon hearing this and said to Feng Yang, "Why suddenly so negative? Lay out all your conditions; I believe you won't go easy on me or Lan Lan."

Feng Yang looked at Ye Xiao and said, "You're right, I won't go easy. If I win, you and Lan Lan must never appear in Liangju Bay again, and Jiang Miaoke cannot keep targeting me in the future."

Ye Xiao smiled slightly upon hearing this and said, "Seems like you hate me thoroughly. Fine, it's decided."

Jiang Miaoke said, "Wait a minute."

Almost everyone immediately turned their attention to Jiang Miaoke.

Jiang Miaoke continued, "Since you've forcefully dragged me into this, how about this: if Feng Yang wins, I'll comply with his demands. But if he loses, he'll pay two thousand bucks, and we'll have dinner tonight."

Feng Yang looked at Jiang Miaoke, nodded, and said, "Alright, I agree."

Ye Xiao once again looked at Feng Yang and said, "Now then, is there anything else to say? If there's nothing else, let's get started right away. Oh, by the way, if Young Master Feng loses, he won't get to see the race between me and Qiqi. So whether we win or lose has nothing to do with you, because after you lose, you'll instantly cease to be a member of Weihang Club, and naturally, you won't be able to enter Liangju Bay."

Listening to Ye Xiao's words, Feng Yang's face grew even darker; he had actually forgotten about that.

"Of course." Feng Yang gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Xiao then walked back towards the Maserati.

Watching Ye Xiao walk to the Maserati, Feng Yang's face became even more unpleasant, as he grew more resentful of Ye Xiao.

Approaching the Maserati, Ye Xiao sat once more in the passenger seat.

"What's up?" Lan Lan immediately looked at Ye Xiao, who was smiling, as if he was very pleased.

Ye Xiao turned to Lan Lan and said, "Someone's asking for it, why wouldn't I be happy?"

"You mean Feng Yang? Did he say something again?" Lan Lan asked worriedly.

Ye Xiao said, "Nothing much, just show off your best driving skills."

Lan Lan sighed and said, "Feng Yang's driving skills are good; today's outcome is really unpredictable."

"It's okay, but I believe you'll definitely win because I want you to win," Ye Xiao said very casually.

But when Lan Lan heard this, it didn't sound casual at all.

Lan Lan glanced at Ye Xiao and didn't say anything else.

At this moment, Feng Yang also drove his car to the starting line. Feng Yang's car was a modified Lamborghini.

And right now, in the passenger seat of the Lamborghini sat a blonde lady, who was very seductive. Ye Xiao took one look and couldn't help but glance down again.

"What are you looking at?" Lan Lan frowned and asked.

Ye Xiao looked at the lady, then turned to Lan Lan, following her face downward, all the way to her proud assets, sighed, and said, "More improvement needed."

Originally, Lan Lan didn't understand what was going on, but when Ye Xiao's gaze fixed on that proud point, she immediately understood, blushing, and glared at Ye Xiao, saying, "Where... where are you looking?"

Ye Xiao chuckled and said, "Do I really need to explain? I'm being very honest."

"You... shut up!" Lan Lan said again in embarrassment.

Ye Xiao looked at Lan Lan's embarrassed face and immediately laughed smugly, then said nonchalantly, "I learned some bust-enhancing massage techniques before, I wonder if they still work, do they? Do they really work?"

When Lan Lan heard Ye Xiao's words, her already blushing face turned even redder.

At this moment, Li Siqi walked up to the two cars, looked at Ye Xiao and Lan Lan, then at Feng Yang, and said, "To quickly determine the outcome, let's keep it simple, run ten laps around the Golden Horse District track, and the first to finish wins."

As Li Siqi spoke, she took a starting pistol from someone's hand and said, "Fire when ready!"

Soon, with the sound of a starting shot, the two cars, the Maserati and the Lamborghini, shot out like two sharp arrows with a 'zoom', starting at a lightning speed, racing forward under everyone's watchful eyes.

"Although Feng Yang is really annoying, his speed is indeed impressive," Jiang Miaoke sighed.

Li Siqi immediately smiled and said, "Are you a little worried?"

Jiang Miaoke heard Li Siqi's words and immediately said, "How could I be? Besides, I have nothing to worry about."

Li Siqi laughed and said, "You're worried Lan Lan might lose."

Jiang Miaoke glanced at Li Siqi and said, "Are you really hoping Feng Yang will win?"

Li Siqi said, "I don't really approve of this race, but since it has started, winning or losing doesn't matter. Whoever loses has to admit defeat."

"But if Ye Xiao loses, does that mean he can't stay here anymore?" Jiang Miaoke asked.

Li Siqi didn't look at Jiang Miaoke but instead at the two cars racing on the track, saying, "Yes."

Li Siqi is the leader of the Weihang Club. Her ability to command respect from the club members was not only due to her superb driving skills but also her decisive character. Sometimes, a person's character is more worthy of respect than their abilities.

At this time, on the track, the two cars were racing forward, nose to nose. Clearly, this was not a simple trial; within these ten laps, victory or defeat would become apparent. The loser would be instantly out.

Lan Lan's driving skills had improved, which Ye Xiao could feel, but Feng Yang's driving was even more astonishing because right now, Feng Yang driving his Lamborghini was more impressive than when he raced with Ye Xiao in Minghai City. Of course, this might also be because this Lamborghini was modified by Feng Yang himself.

Initially, the Maserati and Lamborghini kept pace with each other, but as they went through turn after turn, the Maserati started to get left behind bit by bit by the Lamborghini. In a blink, it was already the seventh lap.

Lan Lan's exquisite little face was extremely focused, her eyes fixed on the Lamborghini ahead.

Lan Lan felt she was performing beyond her usual limits, but there was still a gap between her and the Lamborghini driven by Feng Yang, and this gap was getting smaller little by little. Clearly, their speeds were equal on the straights, but every time they encountered a turn, the Maserati she was driving would be left behind by the Lamborghini.

So, every time they encountered a bend, Lan Lan's expression became increasingly serious. Clearly, she didn't want to lose; she really wanted to win.

Outside the track.

"It seems Lan Lan's driving skills still need improvement," Fang Jing said with a sigh, looking at the Maserati on the track.

Jiang Miaoke's expression also looked a little unnatural, after all, she also had a stake in this race, and she didn't want to really lose herself, watching the Maserati and murmuring, "Surely, a miracle will happen."

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