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Chapter 195: 195, Compare What (5)_1 Chapter 195: 195, Compare What (5)_1 Jian Qing broke into a grin, pure schadenfreude.

Quan Jingwu calmly averted his eyes, Quan Mingxuan heaved a sigh of relief and glared at Jian Qing resentfully. How uncharitable of her, considering he often did her grunt work of delivering meals.

“Jian Qing, have you known that individual for a long time?” Han Yue asked, obviously more interested in this. “Did you get to know him through car racing?”

After some thought, Jian Qing stroked her chin, replying, “We’ve known each other for quite a while, but it wasn’t over racing.”

It’s because of a fight! She grumbled internally.

Han Yue looked at her with sparkling eyes, “Can you also race?”

“A little, just the basics.”

This time, Quan Mingxuan didn’t believe the “just the basics” from her. He remembered last time at Qianshi Restaurant, she’d said the same thing. But when she fought, she was terrifying, like a wrathful King Yama. Truly nerve-racking.

“Oh, that looks like the CEO of JK International!”

“Oh yes, I saw him in a magazine once, devastatingly handsome.”

“I heard the CEO of JK International dotes on his girlfriend a lot. I’ve watched the video of his public display of affection several times.”

“That must be his girlfriend then, oh no, they’re both so attractive and such a perfect match.”

“They’re wearing matching outfits, I’m so jealous!”

Rumblings of whisperings drifted over, thanks to Daniel’s earlier arrival, many people recognized the group of Quan Jingwu.

Jian Qing’s lips trembled, so did this mean she also became famous because of Xiaojing?

“Good gracious, you two should stop flaunting your love so much. Look at all the young girls’ hearts you’ve broken.” Han Yue lectured, making one especially eager to deliver a punch to his face.

Jian Qing began ominously, “Han Yue, next time I think I’ll bring you a packet of rat poison.”

Rat poison?

Han Yue took a while to realize, “Why?”

“To shut you up.” Quan Mingxuan added.

Han Yue pouted in frustration, coerced into silence by the combined forces of Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing.

At this point, Daniel and Baxter and a few other racers had gotten into their cars, preparing to do a warm-up lap.

“Ready!” The referee stood on a raised platform, gun in hand.

“Bang!”

The shot resounded, emitting a faint wisp of smoke.

The flag waved the start, a range of sports cars bolted forth like unbridled horses, leaving behind mere blurs for the audience to see.

“Go, go, go!”

The fans were ebullient, their gaze fixated on the racetrack.

Daniel and Baxter’s cars were at the forefront, one black, one blue. At the moment, it was still hard to tell who would come out on top.

“Jian Qing, who do you think will win?” Han Yue, focusing on Daniel’s car, asked.

Though Daniel and Baxter usually came in second and third respectively, their racing records from these past few years were similar. It’s challenging to predict who would triumph this time.

Jian Qing didn’t respond, her eyes laid on Daniel’s car, lips barely parted.

“What’s wrong?” Quan Jingwu rested his chin on her shoulder, noticing her peculiarity almost immediately.

“Xiaojing, do you think there’s something wrong with Daniel’s car?” Jian Qing withdrew her gaze, the glint in her eyes alternately bright and dim.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Quan Jingwu spoke with a devilish smirk, “You noticed?”

Jian Qing looked at him, “You realized it a long time ago?”

Now, she had even more reason to race against him.

“Around the same time as you.” Quan Jingwu replied in a low voice.

She raised her hand to his neck and brought her face to his ear.

“Whoa–”

Her affectionate gesture instantly attracted the attention of a large crowd nearby. Many of the younger girls couldn’t resist taking out their phones and snapping pictures.

“I’m gonna savor this on my screen later.”

Jian Qing smiled helplessly, whispered something in Quan Jingwu’s ear, and he ended up letting go of her waist.

Quan Mingxuan could only stare at Jian Qing in confusion, not understanding the secret she was sharing with Quan Jingwu.

Jian Qing got up, put on her hat, and briskly walked out of the VIP box.

“Jingwu, where’s Jian Qing going?” Han Yue asked. Considering his significant other’s nature, it was hard to believe he would let her go alone.

Quan Jingwu crossed his legs, a faint smile played on his lips.

After the warm-up ended, Daniel’s car was the first one in, narrowly beating Baxter’s by a split second. The other cars then followed one by one.

Getting out of his car, Daniel’s expression was slightly grim.

“Hey, Daniel!” Jian Qing walked over, her slender figure quite eye-catching amongst the racers.

“Jian!” Seeing her approach, Daniel broke out into a smile.

“Daniel, you -” Baxter got out of his car, intending to taunt Daniel a bit, but his eyes fell on Jian Qing, causing him to stop in his tracks.

“You, you…”

After stammering for a good while, he could still hardly utter a coherent sentence.

Jian Qing casually shoved her hands into her pockets, raised her eyes to him and said, “Baxter, long time no see. Seems like the injuries from last time have left you with lingering effects, given your stutter.”

A string of fluent French flowed smoothly from her mouth. The crowd around them didn’t know what Jian Qing had just said, only to see Baxter’s face turn red, looking sullen and humiliated.

“Haha!” Daniel laughed unabashedly. As expected of someone even Zero had apprehensions about, her sharp tongue was something he admitted defeat to.

Being humiliated in front of his own rival, how could Baxter, with his immense pride, stand for it? He lunged forward in one stride, a smell of gunpowder seeming to spread.

“Baxter, if you didn’t learn from last time’s beating, you’re bound to get hurt again.” Daniel positioned himself protectively by Jian Qing’s side, spoke cooly.

Zero’s friends were his friends. Moreover, he’d been fed up with Baxter for quite some time anyway.

The trio were speaking in French, leaving the audience and fellow racers baffled and unaware of what was happening.

“Does Jian Qing have a feud with Baxter?” Han Yue, with a confused expression, hoped Quan Jingwu could clear up his confusion.

Quan Mingxuan commented, “I fear Jian Qing’s quirky sense of humor is acting up again, and it seems someone’s gonna have bad luck.”

Jian Qing wouldn’t jump into the fray with Baxter for no reason; there was definitely something fishy going on.

Jian Qing pushed Daniel, who was blocking her way, aside and spoke calmly, “Baxter, if you didn’t feel our last round was thrilling enough, we can have another try.”

“You -” The incident at the racetrack last time was definitely the most embarrassing thing he’s experienced in his life; Baxter’s face darkened, his eyes glaring viciously at Jian Qing.

“Don’t always rely on Zero as your safety net and think you’re invincible. If you’re capable, why not have a fair game?”

Jian Qing’s chin raised slightly, “Fine. What are we competing in?”

Baxter smiled insidiously and spat out one word, “Racing.”

Daniel’s handsome face hardened, shouted angrily, “Baxter! Is this your idea of playing fair? When you can’t beat them move onto something you’re good at, does that make sense?”