The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Chapter 101

It’s just an F3 formula race, no need to show full strength.

Rong Zhi lazily watched the few remaining cars ahead, her hands continuously turning the steering wheel sharply.

Another perfect extreme 180-degree drift around the corner!

The commentator couldn’t hold back: "Holy sh*t!"

This... this... Although there was some showing off, the blue race car surpassed all the vehicles in front in a second!

Lin Shuangniao only saw a flash in front of his eyes, then he couldn’t even see the tail of Rong Zhi’s car.

And the blue race car didn’t stop, after a wobbly tail swing, it sped off down the track.

Like a cheetah lurking in the night, preying on all its targets with unstoppable force.

Everyone was stunned.

The audience was too dumbfounded to cheer.

The judges forgot to count the laps.

Fortunately, there was a real-time video on the big screen.

But who the hell is this god?! This drift! This skill! They must be top notch!

The commentator continued broadcasting the race conditions in real time.

"My God! Look, look! The driver from the RUSH Team is still accelerating, my God! He actually reached the finish line! The other drivers are still halfway through!"

The commentator was so excited that his voice broke through the speakers in the stadium.

The blue race car’s result was far ahead of everyone else, everyone could tell that as long as the teammates didn’t mess up, the RUSH Team was set to win this race.

The audience was so stimulated by this driver’s performance that they were silent for more than ten seconds, then they realized and erupted into loud shouts.

"RUSH! RUSH!"

"Ahhhh, mom, he’s so handsome!!!"

"RUSH rocks!!"

Ying Hengyu listened blankly to the screams around him.

But his mind was a mess.

Was that just... his third brother?!

Holy sh*t!!

Third brother is this good at racing!!

...

Rong Zhi got out of the car, tossed the car keys casually into the air, and the substitute driver quickly ran over to catch them, precisely landing them into his hands.

Ying Yunlin had been waiting here ever since Rong Zhi rushed past the finish line. When he saw her coming, he handed her the Buddha beads.

Rong Zhi wrapped the Buddhist beads back on, and at this time the other four members of the RUSH Team also reached the finish line in unison.

Lin Shuangniao and others followed closely.

After a few more minutes, the other racers arrived at the finish line one after another, concluding the first race of the Beijing F3 formula series.

Lin Shuangniao did not get off the car, he sat inside, face as pale as a sheet, a huge wave of shock and panic surging in his heart.

Who could have imagined that the RUSH Team, which he despised the most, would achieve an unprecedented result through an unknown substitute driver?!

Images of his bet with Rong Zhi suddenly popped into Lin Shuangniao’s head.

He suddenly felt suffocated, with dark circles forming before his eyes.

No, he didn’t want to kneel to Rong Zhi!

Lin Shuangniao made up his mind and wanted to run.

But the RUSH members didn’t give him a chance.

Ying Hengyu unzipped his racing suit, walked to Lin Shuangniao’s car, looking down at him with disdain and contempt in his eyes.

Lin Shuangniao’s heart skipped a beat, "Young Master Ying, what are you going to do!"

"Take you to recognize your ancestors." Ying Hengyu sneered coldly, directly bending into the car to unlock Lin Shuangniao’s door, then violently dragged him from the driver’s seat, dragging the screaming Lin Shuangniao all the way to the rest area.

Huaming Team wanted to run, but Qin Mingchao had already found people to block them, each face turning pale as they were driven to the rest area.

In the rest area.

Rong Zhi was pulling off her racing suit, her mask hanging loosely on her face, her fox-like eyes lowered, the light above casting a half-light, half-shadow on her.

Lin Shuangniao was dragged all the way, struggling continually, but Ying Hengyu wouldn’t let go. He looked utterly defeated, his guts tangled with regret.

If he had known Rong Zhi was so fierce, he would never have provoked her!

Moreover, he felt strangely familiar with Rong Zhi’s driving skills.

Not the familiarity from competing on the same stage before, but like the kind he had seen somewhere, especially that 80-degree drift around the corner.

Just like... just like his favorite Little Ying God’s driving skills.

Little Ying God loved showing off with tight corner drifts when beating opponents, so flamboyant and arrogant.

But how is that possible!

If RUSH really could invite Little Ying God, with Little Ying God’s capabilities, RUSH wouldn’t have needed a betting agreement with Nianhua!

And wasn’t Young Master Ying Little Ying God’s die-hard fan? Seeing Little Ying God he’d be going crazy with joy, not behaving so calmly and dragging him to settle a bet!

"Young Master Ying, let me go first, I didn’t say I wouldn’t accept..." Lin Shuangniao pleaded repeatedly.

"I spared you from kneeling on the track, that’s already giving you face," Ying Hengyu dragged him into the rest area and kicked Lin Shuangniao at the knee. "Kneel properly and call me grandpa nice and loud."

With a thud, Lin Shuangniao kneeled down, his knees hitting the floor, right in front of Rong Zhi.

The other Huaming members were treated the same.

Lin Shuangniao gritted his teeth, trying to stand up, but Ying Hengyu stepped on his back, exerting slight pressure to hold him down, arms crossed, sneering, "Call out, and keep calling until my third brother is satisfied, or you’ll be calling until morning."

"No, Young Master Ying, I was just joking..."

"Bullshit joke, why didn’t you say it was a joke when you cursed?"

Rong Zhi placed the RUSH team uniform on the table, Ying Yunlin pulled out two chairs, she sat down, legs lazily crossed, calmly looking at Lin Shuangniao, "Go on, call."

A light tone, yet full of pressure, implying that if Lin Shuangniao didn’t call, she would keep him calling all night.

Lin Shuangniao, under her gaze, felt chills running up his spine and his scalp tingling.

He trembled, quivering his lips, extremely unwilling yet called softly, "Grandpa."

"Didn’t you eat? Call louder!" Ying Hengyu exerted force with his foot, almost breaking Lin Shuangniao’s spine.

Lin Shuangniao closed his eyes, gritting his teeth, going all out, "GRANDPA!! YOU ARE MY GRANDPA! Is that enough?!"

Rong Zhi shook her head, "I don’t have a useless grandson like you."

Lin Shuangniao: "..."

Pride for shame, the humiliation he had just given Rong Zhi was entirely returned to him.

But Rong Zhi continued lazily, she propped her chin, smirking leisurely, "There’s also quitting the club."

Lin Shuangniao glared, "Did you have to push this far?!"

Rong Zhi: "You proposed the bet, I’m just reminding according to the content."

Lin Shuangniao couldn’t argue back, anger choking him.

After forcing Huaming Team members to acknowledge their "ancestors," Ying Hengyu then cheerfully kicked them all out of the rest area.

He paced around, smiling, sidling up to lightly massage Rong Zhi’s legs, "Brother, you’re awesome!"

RUSH finally became the first team of Nianhua Club!

Before the race, Rong Zhi said she would win back the first team position for him. He thought she was just comforting him, who knew she really did it!!

Ying Hengyu was so excited he wanted to hug Rong Zhi’s leg and call her dad.

Rong Zhi disdainfully pushed his head away with one finger, "Stay away from me."

Qin Mingchao couldn’t bear to watch, covering his face.

How did the dignified eldest young master of the Ying Family become this bootlicker?