The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Chapter 100

Lin Shuangniao laughed in anger, her eyes red and filled with malice as she spoke, "Outrageous! A worthless person who’s never even trained dares to spout such big talk, do you think Rush hasn’t lost enough face yet!"

"In that case, I’ll grant your wish. Do you dare to bet against me?"

Rong Zhi answered blandly.

Ying Hengyu was taken aback, "Third Brother, this has nothing to do with you, you don’t need to..."

"He already agreed, Young Master Ying won’t back out, right?" Lin Shuangniao clutched her faintly aching abdomen and laughed sinisterly.

Ying Hengyu exploded instantly, "You... damn..."

"No," Rong Zhi said, pulling on Ying Hengyu’s clenched arm, his black eyes glinting coldly, "What do you want to bet on?"

Lin Shuangniao’s eyes roamed over Rong Zhi, "The loser voluntarily leaves the club, and must kneel in front of the winner on the track and call him grandpa!"

Ying Yunlin chuckled softly, "Sure, since someone is eager to recognize their ancestor, Zhi Zhi, you should agree."

Upon hearing this, the people on Lin Shuangniao’s side all glared angrily.

"Okay," Rong Zhi nodded, slightly tilting her eyes and reaching out to Ying Hengyu, "Give me a car."

Lin Shuangniao: "??"

Qin Mingchao: "..."

Almost forgot with Lin Shuangniao stirring things up, Rong Zhi isn’t even a member of the Rush Team, she’s just here to watch the race.

Ying Hengyu frowned, "F3 Formula Racing isn’t an ordinary racecar, Brother you don’t have experience, you don’t need to compete, I will."

"It’s fine."

Rong Zhi casually brushed aside her overly long bangs from her forehead. Her hair was so long it almost covered her eyes, and without a hair tie, she could only brush it back.

She lowered her eyes and slowly took off her left hand’s Buddha beads, handing them to Ying Yunlin, and said indifferently, "Lend me a car, if you want the club’s first team position, brother will win it back for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Shuangniao burst into laughter.

"What the hell am I hearing? Just you? And you want the first team position? Dreaming such big dreams?"

"Hahaha, Rush trying to compete for resources from our Huaming, this is the funniest joke I’ve heard all year!"

"Hey hey, Brother Shuang, don’t say that, she’s still young and doesn’t understand, dreaming is normal. As elders, we should understand the younger ones."

Qin Mingchao wanted to persuade, but the actual substitute driver reached the rest area, looking bewildered at the tense atmosphere before him.

"Mingchao... what’s going on?" the substitute driver asked, dumbfounded.

Qin Mingchao explained in a low voice.

The substitute driver scratched his head, feeling very apologetic, "It’s all my fault, I dragged Rush down, and now I’ve embarrassed Brother Yu’s friend, I’m sorry..."

"There’s nothing to apologize for, it’s not your fault, it’s Huaming’s people being too ruthless to Wu Suan in the practice race," Qin Mingchao frowned, looking at Lin Shuangniao and his group with deep disgust.

Seeing Lin Shuangniao’s insults getting more and more excessive, Ying Hengyu couldn’t pull Rong Zhi away now because if he did, it would mean admitting defeat without a fight.

Ying Hengyu was so angry he almost wanted to gather people to crush Lin Shuangniao.

Finally, Qin Mingchao handed the substitute driver’s car keys to Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi’s eyes were cold and clear, her slender, pale fingers twirling the car keys, she suddenly said, "Remember, later on, make sure the posture you kneel in front of grandpa looks good."

Lin Shuangniao: "Damn! Fine, you’ve got guts!"

Fueled by hormones, all the hot-blooded young people riled up by Rong Zhi, they were gearing up to give her a showing.

Huaming Team’s people walked out of the rest area with heads held high, as if they had already won the race.

Ying Yunlin leisurely sat in the rest area, looking relaxed without a worry, even in a good mood as he said, "Zhi Zhi, good luck, I’ll record it for you from the stands."

Rong Zhi took the Rush Team’s team jacket handed by Qin Mingchao, zipped it all the way up, covering her delicate jaw, "Send me the recording."

Ying Yunlin: "No problem."

Ying Hengyu still couldn’t rest easy, tugging at his hair as he asked her, "Third Brother, can you do it?"

Even though his Third Brother always seemed to have everything under control, this wasn’t studying, it was racing, which required physical strength and skill. He was really worried.

Rong Zhi asked the substitute driver about the car model and configuration he used, replied softly when she heard, "Trust me."

...

At the race site.

Drones flew like shooting stars under the night.

The commentator passionately introduced the teams on the huge wireless screen.

When it was Rush Team’s turn, the camera gave them a shot. With Ying Hengyu in the team, the organizers always favored them a bit more.

In the stands, Ying Yunlin opened WeChat and connected with Ethan through a video call.

"Where’s Little Ying God?" Ethan asked.

Ying Yunlin looked at the racers preparing to get in their cars on the track, pointed to the figure next to a blue racing car, and said, "There, the one wearing a mask is her."

Ethan nodded, sighing, "Little Ying God still doesn’t want to show her face."

Whenever Rong Zhi competed, she would always be in full gear, and only the event organizers and those on ATS or international race teams had seen Rong Zhi’s real face.

On the track, all the racers were ready, the referee stood in the middle with the flag.

"5! 4! 3! 2! 1! GO!"

With the wave of the flag, the race car shot out like an arrow, the engines roaring, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Rong Zhi wasn’t very familiar with the substitute driver’s car, but she had driven the F3 Formula Racing track many times, at first just to get a feel for the car’s performance, so she drove a bit slower.

But to others, this appeared to be a sign of defeat.

Lin Shuangniao said through the intercom to his team, "As expected, he’s useless. We’ll ignore him and take the inner lane first."

"Got it."

But just as Lin Shuangniao coordinated with teammates to grab the advantage and take the inner lane, a blue racing car sped toward him like a flash!

Seeing the car about to crash, Lin Shuangniao was so scared he quickly turned the steering wheel.

Simultaneously, Ying Hengyu’s scream sounded in Rong Zhi’s earphones, "Brother brother!! Slow down slow down!! Ahhh you’re going to crash!! Slow down!!"

But Rong Zhi had no intention of acknowledging him and even cut off the wireless intercom.

Too noisy.

Rong Zhi’s gaze was calm, she floored the gas pedal, increasing the horsepower, the engine’s roar echoed to the sky, she sharply turned the steering wheel, the blue race car instantly made a ninety-degree perpendicular turn, and then swiftly maneuvered to the side—

Next to her, Lin Shuangniao’s eyes almost popped out, his heart pounding, he thought he was about to meet King Yan.

"Damn it, if you want to die, don’t drag me down with you!"

In Lin Shuangniao’s heart-wrenching screams, the blue car perfectly drifted at a hundred and eighty degrees through the inward curve!

It wasn’t over yet.

The blue car didn’t slow down.

In the driver’s seat, Rong Zhi’s finger lightly tapped the steering wheel.

It was now approaching the second curve!

She didn’t stop, instead, she increased the power again, reaching maximum speed!

Ying Hengyu’s hands were trembling.

Was his brother trying to blow up the car?!