After Marrying the Cold Villain

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Si Qian looked at her for a long time, his eyes shining.

Finally, he opened his mouth and said in a deep and charming voice, "See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau in three days."

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Bai Jing raised her eyebrows. After achieving her goal, she turned around and left.

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On the contrary, Si Qian looked at her back and smiled mysteriously.

This Miss Bai...

Was very different from the rumors.

The lab was settled, but Bai Jing still needed money.

She searched online for a quick way to earn money and quickly locked onto one --

Betting on races.

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Outside the city, the favorite entertainment of the capital's celebrities and second-generation wealthy was exciting races.

Every weekend, the winner of the racing track would be lucky enough to win tens of millions of betting odds!

Bai Jing's eyes sparkled. She could give it a try!

The next day, she went out and saw a heavy-duty Porsche parked outside the villa. The model was smooth and eye-catching red.

Fu Heng rolled down the car window, stuck out his upper body, and waved at her.

"Jing Jing! It's been two days. It's time to calm down!"

"As long as you promise to drink two glasses of wine with Director Wang and apologize, I'll agree to any condition!"

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Fu Heng continued to nag. Bai Jing frowned and tried to resist the urge to approach him. She sized up the modified tires. They were quite good!

This car was given to Fu Heng by the original owner.

The book said that the original owner bought everything for him. From cars and watches to socks and underwear, she took good care of him.

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Tsk, it was such a waste to give this car to him.

Bai Jing's silence made Fu Heng impatient, so he decided to show his cards.

"I heard that you want to treat Bai Chen's illness?"

"Why don't you accompany Director Wang? I'll introduce you to the best hospital and the best doctor in Jing City. How about it?"

Before he finished his sentence, Bai Jing pulled open the car door, grabbed his collar, and threw him out. She held the steering wheel and said softly, "If I remember correctly, I bought this car. I've let you borrow it for a few days, I'm taking it back now."

"Vroom..."

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Bai Jing stepped on the accelerator and followed the navigation instructions to Akita Mountain!

Bai Yue, who had heard the commotion in the villa, ran out. She saw Fu Heng, who had fallen to the ground in a sorry state, and hurriedly helped him up. After understanding what had happened, she looked at him with heartache and said,.

"Brother Fu Heng, Don't be angry! I'll ask my friend to find you a sports car that's better than hers!"

"Let's go and settle the score with her!" Bai Yue's lips curled up slightly as she muttered in a bewitching manner.

On the highway, Bai Jing stepped on the accelerator and made a sharp turn. This Porsche was equipped with a high-speed engine, excellent horsepower, and great torque. It was a racing car that was comparable to Formula 1!

It was as if fate was helping her.

At the gas station, Bai Jing watched as the gas tank gradually filled up. It was as if she could see Bai Chen's medical expenses before her!

On Akita Mountain, the spectators' stands were surrounded by rich second-generation heirs waving countless flags.

The atmosphere was lively. There were people holding paint cans, drawing symbols on the walls that they couldn't understand!

At the registration office, Bai Jing squeezed in. She was holding a pen and about to write her name when she heard someone jeering, laughingly speaking, "Pretty girl, you want to play bumper cars or go kart racing? You've come to the wrong place! This is a life-or-death race. It's very dangerous!"

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"That's right! With such fair and tender hands, do you know how to grip the steering wheel? Can you tell the difference between the accelerator and the clutch?"

The confident but ordinary men surrounded Bai Jing. She ignored them and asked the staff, "Is this the registration area?"

"Yes, there are random matches. You can also choose your opponent. May I ask which mode you want?"

The staff was fascinated by Bai Jing's beauty and cold temperament, introducing the rules in particular detail. Before she could answer, Fu Heng's haunting voice came from behind.

"I'll compete with her!"

Fu Heng was a regular at the race track. The person who had just mocked Bai Jing was his friend.

He had been humiliated by her several times. He had to regain his dignity here!

"Do you dare?" Fu Heng asked.

Bai Jing turned to look at the staff member and asked, "How much is the prize money if I compete with him?"

The staff member looked at Fu Heng's rank and raised five fingers.

Fifty million?

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It was worth it!

Bai Jing's lips curled into a faint smile and she nodded. "Okay!"

"Eh? Look, there's a newbie who wants to challenge Fu Heng? She's a pretty girl! Could it be a personal grudge? A debt of love!"

In the stands, there was a young master who looked at the warning on the screen with interest. He played with his chips and did not hesitate to vote for Fu Heng.

"The odds are 1 to 10. It's just for fun. Don't tell me that the girl is really good!"

Si Qian followed their conversation and looked at the track. His fingers that were twirling the chips paused.

Bai Jing changed into a red and white racing suit. She hugged her helmet and casually twirled her long hair. She sat in the driver's seat and her movements were very valiant.

"It's her?"

Si Qian wasn't surprised to see her at such an occasion.

His friend noticed that there was something wrong with Si Qian's eyes and urged him, "How is it, Director Si, do you want to bet?"