Seeing her come out, the waiter immediately met him: "Miss Yan, something went wrong with Mr. Yuntang's car. He would check it first and ask you to wait for him at the entrance of Runway No. 3 later."

"Thank you, I understand." Yan Xiaye nodded politely, and when he stepped forward, he accidentally let out his eyes. Suddenly he found a figure not far away seemed familiar.

But before she could look carefully, the figure flashed into the crowd and could not be found in the blink of an eye.

...

At the entrance of Runway 3, the modified Bugatti is like a cheetah hiding quietly.

Yan Xiaye took a deep breath under the faint light and found that the horizontal runway was covered with people. Even though everyone lowered their voices and talked to each other, the sound waves caused were still spreading out, which made her want to integrate into it.

Soon, Li Yuntang changed into casual clothes with jeans and T-shirts, followed by a few young men talking and laughing loudly. His sunglasses blocked his overly outstanding appearance, and he walked towards her in his pants pockets with both hands.

Such men are still extremely noble, but they are more approachable than the coldness of their suits and ties in their usual days.

As he looked, Yan Xiaye suddenly realized that no matter how omnipotent Li Yuntang was, he was only thirty-two years old.

Judging from her age, she is only seven years older.

Her heartstrings moved slightly, and she didn't understand what this meant, so Li Yuntang had already come to her with a tall body.

In front of the friends behind, Li Yuntang held Yan Xiaye's hand and gave a kiss on the white and delicate back of his hand with Western etiquette.

Although it is just a touch, the feeling brought by it is extraordinary.

Yan Xiaye was suffocated and her neck was even red.

As the initiator, Li Yuntang's expression under the sunglasses was unpredictable. A tempting smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and a low magnetic voice echoed in her ears: "Come with me, Xia Ye?"

Even in such a deep night, there were still sharp-eyed women nearby who saw this rare beauty. Their whispered eyes were stuck to Li Yuntang and could not move away. The expression of looking at Yan Xiaye was full of envy and jealousy.

As the focus of everyone, Yan Xiaye bit his lower lip lightly, recovered from the pain, and nodded slightly to Li Yuntang: "Okay."

Five minutes passed, and the contestants on the track were all in their positions, and the gunshot suddenly cut through the night sky!

At the same time, all the lights on the track light up one after another, illuminating the entire field like daytime.

Yan Xiaye looked around in shock and then found that there were no empty seats in the stepped audience on both sides of the stadium, and the crowds were almost open to the night sky, and everyone was in a fanatical atmosphere.

Bugatti is like an arrow from the string. Under the skillful manipulation of men, it mentioned the extreme speed at the first time, which brought the wind pressure and threw most sports cars out of five bodies.

In the car, Yan Xiaye suppressed the excited scream in his throat in surprise, his whole heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his little hands were clenched excitedly into his fists trembling quietly.

Beside her, the handsome man looked straight ahead with a focused expression. The hands holding the steering wheel were slender. Even at such a tense and exciting moment, he looked like he was pursed with thin lips and calm temperament.

Yan Xiaye couldn't help but look at him secretly, and then quickly looked away, fearing that he would disturb his concentration.

At this point, she also saw that the team led by Li Yuntang was competing with those who they called the princelings. As for the signs between the two, it was easy to distinguish, it was nothing more than the slap team on the sports car.

The flags vary.

At the end of the first lap, Li Yuntang got a good result in the top three and entered the intermission time.

Yan Xiaye's hands and feet were weak, and she had not yet recovered from the intense and exciting game. She allowed Li Yuntang to untie her seat belt and carry her to the lounge to rest.

When her pupils were in focus again, she realized that she was lying on the bed in a comfortable position. Li Yuntang had just taken off a wet towel from her forehead and asked with his lower eyes: "Are you still dizzy?"

"No..." Yan Xiaye shook his head, recalling the last bend before the end of the first round, and sincerely exclaimed: "Little uncle, you are so awesome."

"There are two laps in half an hour before you can get the results." Li Yuntang curled his lips slightly, and he was in a good mood: "Do you want to stay here to rest, or go with me?"

Without thinking, Yan Xiaye raised his hand: "I'm going!"

"Well, then you can slow down, I still have some things to deal with." He handed the water cup to Yan Xiaye in person, and Li Yuntang made sure that he was not needed here for the time being, so he pushed the door and walked out.

Yan Xiaye stayed honestly for a while, and his heart was so excited that he couldn't lie down.

She picked up the water cup and drank it all, left the lounge and touched the exit.

Walking through two identical doors, Yan Xiaye's left door was opened from the inside. The man inside walked out in a bathrobe and happened to meet Yan Xiaye.

Yan Xiaye glanced at the team flag on his bathrobe and immediately realized that this was the grandson mentioned by those young people... one of the princelings of Jianghai City.

"Bastard woman, why are you here?"

Yan Er wiped his hair and opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were frozen on the towel in Yan Xiaye's hand: "You, you, are you from the wild team?"

"Wild Team?" Yan Xiaye was stunned and looked at the towel on his hand together.

Sure enough, this lounge is probably adjusted according to the teams to compete.

Her towel looks ordinary, but there is a small team flag with an extremely exquisite thumb-sized look in the corner, and the three letters PNT.

After thinking about the meaning of these three letters, Yan Xiaye felt that it had nothing to do with the two words "wild": "What does it mean?"

"That's..." Yan Er was about to explain, but suddenly remembered that she and she were both responsible for their own masters, and it was not well affected by others: "Come in first."

Regarding Yan Er, since Yan Xiaye discovered the other party's funny and casual nature, his vigilance has also decreased.

Calmly stepped into his room, Yan Xiaye closed the door, signaling him to continue talking.

"The wild team is an alias we named. You know, in the past, we were the only ones who took the lead in the Jianghai Racing Stadium. Later, I don't know where to play a boy named Yun. I heard that he was a German FIA super licensed racer before.

His eyes were very winked. He wanted to suppress us local snakes as soon as he came, but he always succeeded. It was so annoying!"

The boy named Yun...

Yan Xiaye felt something, no wonder his uncle asked her to call him Yuntang.

Let's look at Yan Er who was extremely unhappy. She really wanted to know what interesting scene would be like when Yan Er knew about this boy named Yun, the second master of the Li family who he usually faced with fear.
Chapter completed!