Chapter 1171: Chapter 1172: Monster
Everyone was looking at Mi Yunqing, and Mi Yunqing only felt his face burning. He had hired a professional racer, and yet he still lost. This really made him feel stifled. He said, "I was letting you win earlier; otherwise, you wouldnât have had a chance to overtake me at the end."
He Lingzhi snorted and said, "So whatâs the outcome?"
Mi Yunqingâs face looked even more unpleasant, and finally, he said resentfully, "Alright, I lost."
"So our bet..." He Lingzhi extended her right hand, and her fair white fingers made a few hooks.
"Hey, Mi Yunqing, youâre not thinking of reneging, are you?"
"Exactly, canât bear to part with it? Are you even a man? Lingzhi even bet herself for you, which is worth way more than your car."
"How can our racing empress be measured with money? Mi Yunqing, donât be so bashful, just hand over the wager."
People gather in groups of like minds, and everyone here comes from large families, so none of them feared Mi Yunqing. Additionally, He Lingzhiâs usual carefree personality earned her a great rapport, so everyone was speaking up for He Lingzhi.
Surrounded by everyoneâs mockery, Mi Yunqing, though feeling heartache, grit his teeth and handed over the Lamborghini keys to He Lingzhi, saying, "I said I would stick to my word. I lost, so Iâll pay up."
He Lingzhi took the keys and twirled them around her finger twice, then said, "So, are you going to keep pestering me in the future?"
"I wonât pester you!" said Mi Yunqing with a bitter tone.
"Thatâs more like it, but I know you guys were holding back earlier, so winning wasnât that glorious. I wonât take your car, to spare you from getting scolded by your old man when you go home." After saying this, she tossed the keys back to Mi Yunqing.
"Lingzhi, youâre so generous, a limited edition Lamborghini worth over thirty million, you know."
"Exactly, if it were me, I wouldnât have returned it, how cool would it be to drive it around?"
Even these heirs felt a hint of envy when looking at such a luxury car.
He Lingzhi chuckled and said, "No car is as satisfying as one I customized myself." Then she waved her hand, "Goodbye, everyone."
To the cheers of the crowd, He Lingzhi left like a victor.
"Damn!" Just after driving a short distance, He Lingzhi suddenly shouted.
"Whatâs wrong?" Song Xiaodong asked with a smile.
"I actually won just now?" He Lingzhi frowned and muttered again.
Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "Are you regretting winning? If you had lost, I wouldâve called off the engagement."
"Of course not..." He Lingzhi smacked the steering wheel resentfully and then looked at Song Xiaodong, "Tell me, were you teasing me? Even if I lost, you wouldnât have kept your word, would you?"
Song Xiaodong shook his head and said earnestly, "I would have kept my word."
He Lingzhi curled her lips and said, "Pfft! Fooling a ghost, people like you only care about benefits. Would you really give up marrying me for a partnership with the He family? Whoâd believe that?"
Song Xiaodong put his hands behind his head and said, "Believe it or not, you missed the best opportunity."
"Hmph!" He Lingzhi did not believe Song Xiaodong at all.
After a moment of silence, He Lingzhi said, "Right, that last corner, had you already factored in that tree?"
"What do you think?" Song Xiaodong asked back with a smile.
He Lingzhi fell silent without responding. At that moment, Song Xiaodong had told her not to slow down; if that tree hadnât been accounted for, the car would have been wrecked. She didnât believe Song Xiaodong would bet on his life like that.
This meant Song Xiaodong had calculated everything in advance.
It was frightening to think about. Such plotting, with any deviation, could have led them to their demise.
Even if He Lingzhi tried again, she doubts she could master it. Song Xiaodong had probably just seen that tree on the road.
This guy is a monster, definitely a monster, a Kung Fu monster, a brain monster, too terrifying.
For the first time, He Lingzhi felt a sense of awe towards Song Xiaodong.
"Where to next?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"Nowhere, heading home," He Lingzhi replied.
"Then letâs head home." Song Xiaodong echoed lightly.
The two didnât speak again the whole way, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy, as they returned to the He familyâs courtyard.
The car parked in the lot, and they walked inside until they reached the place where Song Xiaodong stayed. Song Xiaodong stopped and smiled, "Want to come in for a bit?"
He Lingzhi snorted and said, "Pfft, this is my house, alright? I can go wherever I please, do I need your permission?"
"Then, Miss Lingzhi, may I invite you to sit here?" Song Xiaodong changed his approach.
"Phooey, smooth talker, I canât be bothered with you." She finished and walked away briskly.
Song Xiaodong entered the villa, where Miao Xuanxuan and Miao Qingqing were both standing at the door. Miao Xuanxuan hooked onto Song Xiaodongâs arm and said, "Hubby, seems like thereâs some progress, her attitude towards you has improved."
Song Xiaodong shrugged and said, "Really?"
Miao Xuanxuan laughed gently and said, "Of course, come on, tell us what you did. Did you get with her? Otherwise, why would she act so submissive so fast?"
Song Xiaodongâs face darkened, "Xuanxuan, do you think, aside from that, thereâs nothing else about me that women could like?"
Miao Xuanxuan tilted her head in thought and said, "I still feel that aspect is the most appealing to women, the one that makes them unable to resist."
"Pfft!" Miao Qingqing and Song Xiaoru in the living room couldnât help but laugh.
Song Xiaodong also laughed heartily and said, "Having oneâs own woman love that about you is a manâs greatest pride."
"Exactly, so, did you get with her?" Miao Xuanxuan persisted in asking.
Song Xiaodong shook his head, "No..." Then he recounted what happened that day.
After telling the story, Song Xiaodong sighed lightly, "I kind of regret accepting this arranged marriage now. At that time, I only considered my familyâs situation, but I didnât really think about her. Sheâs actually the biggest victim."
Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing fell silent immediately. They naturally understood how painful it would be for a woman to be forced into marrying someone she didnât love.
But Miao Xuan was completely indifferent, dismissing it, "Itâs really overthinking. Hubby, you just need to make her like you, and thatâll solve it, wonât it?"
Song Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing. Both nodded, making it seem like, when Miao Xuanxuan put it that way, it wasnât a problem at all.