The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying's gaze swept across the crowd and landed on a timid white figure preparing to leave.

I pushed my way through the crowd and tried to rush out, but the scene was really crowded.

Just after struggling to squeeze out of the crowd, where is the figure of that woman?

"Depend on……"

He actually ran away like that.

She was sure that if this photo was leaked, it would cause an uproar on the Internet.

Mu Changying felt depressed and rubbed his forehead with his index finger.

"Chi——"

An eardrum-piercing braking sound sounded, and the blue supercar stopped at the finish line.

Seeing that the people waiting for him had arrived, a group of wealthy young men who stood firm and did not fall under Li Nanxun's charm came forward to congratulate him.

"Brother Ye, congratulations on your second place result."

"Friendship comes first, competition comes second. Second place is also pretty good, Brother Ye, keep up the good work next time!"

"Brother Ye, your demeanor on the field is the same as before, it hasn't changed at all."

…

Mu Changying heard all kinds of weird congratulations.

She crossed her arms across her chest and walked slowly to Chu Muye.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time difference between the two of them. His delicate red lips parted slightly, "Not bad. Congratulations."

This guy was about six minutes behind her, and he seemed to be very talented in racing.

Chu Muye pushed back his dazzling pink-orange hair, took out a towel to wipe his sweat, and glanced at the others coldly.

"Shut up, it's just second place, what's there to congratulate?"

Six minutes doesn't sound like much, but in fact the gap is too big, and the two are not at the same level at all.

"..."

Everyone wanted to try to persuade him again, but seeing his dark expression, they gave up the idea in the end.

It is indeed a bit embarrassing for the undefeated racing champion in the famous circle of the capital city to lose to a young girl with yellow hair.

"If you're not satisfied with being second, could it be that you want to tie for first place with me?"

Mu Changying put down the hands that were wrapped around her chest and looked directly at the person in front of her, with a serious look on her soft white face.

"..."

Chu Muye was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head.

There was seriousness in the girl's eyes instead of strong ridicule and disdain.

"No, it's not tied for first place. I want to surpass you one day!"

His hands hung naturally, not clenched due to emotion.

But when they looked at each other, the hot light in his eyes almost burned people's eyes.

Mu Changying curled her lips and smiled brightly, "It's difficult to surpass me. You need to work hard."

Make her a goal to surpass?

It must be said that this young man has great ambitions.

The girl smiled brightly and dazzlingly, and Chu Muye was dazzled by her appearance for a moment.

He calmed down and took a deep breath, "Then... before I surpass you... can I invite you to join my team?"

No matter how long it took, he never gave up on the game.

The heart that had been slightly dead before was revived again the moment I met her.

He believed that if she participated, she would definitely lead everyone to the top.

The smile on Mu Changying's lips gradually disappeared and she murmured in a low voice, "The racing team..."

This makes her excited a little bit~

When she was at Blue Star, she was the God of Ink worshiped by everyone and a miracle in the racing world.

Returning to Earth, the former glory and followers no longer exist...

But it's not over yet, you can start over again.

She can choose to build a fleet here and return to the peak of Mo Shen!

"Yiyi, it's time for us to go."

Suddenly, a magnetic voice broke in.

Li Nanxun walked to Mu Changying's side and gently held her wrist with his big hand.

His eyes were slightly stern, and he glanced at Chu Muye opposite him unkindly.