Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 148: A Beautiful Gold-Digger Who Wants to Cling to the Rich and Powerful (1)

Jingyu let Yu Zhongyang's arm rest on her shoulders without resisting. Yu Zhongyang, however, wasn't used to it. He pulled his arm back and touched his nose, feeling a bit uneasy. "What kind of perfume are you wearing that smells so strong?"

At this time, Liang Heyu, who was late, also arrived. Jing Xian saw him at a glance and walked forward to greet him with dignity.

Although Liang Heyu had no interest in dealing with women in this situation, he remained friendly towards Jing Xian.

Seeing Jingyu staring at the direction of their conversation, Yu Zhongyang snorted coldly: "I advise you not to have any bad ideas about Second Brother. He is not someone you can marry."

Jingyu, however, rarely showed any anger. Instead, she squinted her eyes at Yu Zhongyang and said in an inexplicable tone, "If I don't marry him, then who should I marry? You?"

Yu Zhongyang was a little unhappy: "What's wrong with marrying up to me? You're not qualified to marry up to me."

Then, she suddenly remembered what she had just promised Jing Xian, and immediately said, "However, if you really want to get close to me, you have the chance. It all depends on your performance. If I'm happy, I might even give you the qualification."

Yu Zhongyang's tone, which seemed like almsgiving, did not make Jingyu angry. She just smiled slightly and said, "Then how should I behave?"

Yu Zhongyang thought Jingyu had taken the bait, and the smug look on his face couldn't be concealed: "Of course I want you to be available whenever I call."

Yang Ying couldn't bear to listen any longer. "The competition is about to start, why don't you get ready?"

This competition is a friendly match held by Velocity and several other clubs. It is actually for socializing and making friends. The person who wins first place will have a free trip to Liandao, with airfare and hotel expenses included.

At this time, there were already contestants riding motorcycles to the starting line, and the roar was endless.

There were even more people watching the game than Yang Ying had imagined. They were densely packed on both sides of the road, many waving flags. Some even brought their children along to join in the fun.

Yang Ying was quite satisfied: "This event can be considered a success."

Jingyu frowned. There were too many people. Accidents were likely to happen easily in such occasions.

The two walked to the starting line. Laika was taking pictures with fans. Seeing Jingyu, she started to show off her beauty again: "Beautiful lady, when I win first place, I will give you the prize."

Yu Zhongyang, who had just pulled up beside him on his motorcycle, heard this and scoffed, "It's not certain whether he can get first place."

Leica also vowed: "I must take first place, no one here can compete with me."

Yu Zhongyang's competitive spirit was immediately ignited: "Just wait, if I don't step on you, you won't know who to call daddy."

There were some fans of Leica nearby who complained after hearing this: "Who is this person? He speaks so arrogantly."

"Exactly, who does he think he is?"

"Leica!! Come on! I believe you can take first place!"

"What a confident man."

"What's the point of being handsome? Too much confidence can easily make you look greasy."

Yu Yuan, who was holding Yu Shao's helmet, sneered, "Who is he? He's the one who can buy this land. Just watch the game, why are you talking so much?"

Jing Xian also came over and said with a smile: "Safety first, don't be affected by other irrelevant people."

Because of his family connections, Yu Zhongyang rarely participated in prestigious competitions, so naturally, he didn't have as many fans as Leica. Of course, he only rode motorcycles for the thrill, not for fame or fan base.

Because of Leica, more and more people began to crowd towards the starting station. Yang Ying frowned when he saw this and quickly asked his colleagues in charge of security to maintain discipline and drive people to the sidewalks on both sides.

"There are too many people. Someone should go talk to the people from other clubs and take care of the rules." Yang Ying said to a colleague nearby.

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This event was jointly organized by several clubs, and there were quite a lot of participants. However, due to road restrictions, the number of participants would not exceed 15.

As soon as the event was launched, registration was very popular. After qualification screening, 15 people were selected.

In the end, except for one person who couldn't come due to some urgent matter, there were a total of fourteen contestants on the scene, riding motorcycles of different colors, and lined up at the starting line.

Because the traffic light had broken down some time ago and had not yet been repaired, Yang Ying from Velocity, the organizer, was the one to fire the gun.

However, before firing the gun, she stood in the middle of the road holding a large loudspeaker and shouted precautions.

"Please stay within the safety line and do not walk onto the road before or after the race. Violators will bear the consequences at their own risk."

With security maintenance, the order of the scene finally became controllable.

After seeing that the crowd had moved away from the runway, Yang Ying walked to the safe distance line and said, "Everyone, take your positions—" and then fired a gunshot.

Leica, a true professional, was the first to rush out, taking the lead. Not to be outdone, Yu Zhongyang followed closely behind, and the entire track was filled with roars of energy.

On the big screen next to the warehouse, real-time footage from a drone was being played. The competition between Leica and Yu Zhongyang for the first place was in a stalemate, and the third place was an experienced veteran, following closely behind.

Liang Heyu did not squeeze into the crowded crowd, but stood far away from the crowd, watching the fast-paced competition on the big screen, and an unknown melancholy appeared on his calm face.

Jing Xian came over and said with a sympathetic smile, "Let's borrow A Yang's car for a ride after the game."

Liang Heyu glanced at her and said nothing.

Jing Xian said, "The roads here are blocked, so it's pretty safe if you don't drive too fast."

Liang Heyu retracted his gaze and asked calmly, "Do you come here often?"

Jing Xian smiled and said, "Not really. I just came here once when I was under a lot of pressure, to relieve stress."

She was a little frightened. Could Liang Heyu mean that she and Yu Zhongyang were too close?

Jing Xian's heart was beating like a drum. She comforted herself that maybe his identity as a lawyer made her a little nervous, but Jing Xian didn't dare to bet that Liang Heyu didn't mean that.

After all, the brothers Liang Yingqin and Liang Heyu have a very close relationship. If there is any mistake, she will lose the chance to become the wife of the Liang family.

The noise around them was so loud that Liang Heyu didn't notice Jing Xian's subtle change. He just realized that they were too close, so he slightly distanced himself.

Jing Xian noticed his movements but pretended not to see them. She exclaimed in the direction of the big screen, "Ayang has surpassed Leica!"

The beauty of this track lies in that when the road was first built, it was a circular road, with the starting point being the end point. Moreover, due to the surrounding infrastructure problems, there are several large bends in the middle, which can also test the cornering skills of the contestants.

After the blockade, the club installed a lot of lighting facilities on both sides of the road, and Yu Zhongyang invested a lot of money in it.

When the fans saw that Leica was overtaken, the noise of the crowd grew louder and louder. Yu Yuan and a few of his brothers even held up loudspeakers and shouted, "Come on, Master Yu! Master Yu is first."

Jingyu leaned against the fence beside the road, looking at the screen absentmindedly.