As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Yan's stamina was completely depleted. Su Mojin helped him wipe himself down.
"Husband, you smell."
Looking at Lin Yan, who was covered in rain, Su Mojin teased him as she helped him dry off.
She had been worried when Lin Yan was competing, and heartbroken when he got out. It was difficult to manage these emotions.
"Smell?"
Hearing this, Lin Yan sniffed himself as if he were pretending. He didn't smell anything off, but rather the scent of rain, murky yet fresh.
However, he did need a shower.
"You're getting more and more mischievous, you little rascal. Let's see how I discipline you when we get home."
Lin Yan glanced at the closed door and whispered in Su Mojin's ear.
"Husband, let's go back tomorrow. Mom and Dad called and said Yu An and Yu Ning miss us."
After composing herself, Su Mojin briefly helped Lin Yan dry off and handed him a clean set of clothes. They would have to make do for now; the shower would have to wait until they were in the motorhome.
"Okay, we'll head back quickly this time."
Lin Yan had missed his two precious children and was eager to see them.
The couple tidied themselves up briefly and lingered in the lounge for a while before emerging.
By the time they came out, the sky had darkened further, and the rain had intensified. It was clear that if the race had continued for its usual thirty laps, they would have been caught in this massive downpour, and it would likely have been suspended mid-race.
Due to the rain, today's awards ceremony was canceled and rescheduled for tomorrow morning.
With no awards ceremony to attend, Lin Yan had no desire to linger. He glanced at Ren Fei, who, despite crashing, had already recovered his composure.
With nothing more for him to do inside, Lin Yan took Su Mojin's hand, held an umbrella, and headed back to the motorhome. He also asked Li Wei to bring him some food, as his stamina had been completely exhausted by the long race and he desperately needed to refuel.
Back in the motorhome, Lin Yan took a shower first, then emerged to devour the food Li Wei had brought from the cafeteria.
"Aren't you hungry?"
Lin Yan raised an eyebrow, looking at Su Mojin, who was watching him but not eating.
"Hehe, I'm not hungry. I secretly ate something while you were racing."
Su Mojin had eaten too much at lunch and was saving her appetite for dinner to lose weight.
Lin Yan, believing Su Mojin had indeed eaten, didn't press the matter further. After quickly finishing his meal, he lay down on the bed to rest. Racing in the rain had left him utterly exhausted.
Seeing that Lin Yan had settled down, Su Mojin, ever considerate, took off her shoes and got into bed to give him a massage.
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Honda P-room.
Although Tetsu was a bit worried about securing second place, he was still very happy, as a rider from his team had made it onto the podium.
Compared to the Ducati P-room next door, the Honda P-room was much more lively, with champagne being popped and people hugging each other in celebration. The happiest of all was Gna himself, who had performed exceptionally well in the race and secured his first second-place finish since entering MotoGP.
He took off his leathers and, ignoring his physical fatigue, began to dance with the crowd.
The cameramen were busy filming, moving from one spot to another, their lenses barely keeping up.
"Damn, why is the Honda P-room acting like they've never seen anything before?"
"Maybe they haven't been on the podium in a long time. It's a rare occasion for them to celebrate. Look at the champion's P-room next door, there's no commotion at all."
Lin Yan's P-room was remarkably quiet, with no sign of any boisterous activity. This was precisely as Lin Yan had instructed. While they could celebrate, they usually saved their revelry for the evening or for when they returned home.
Being under the cameras made them hesitant to let loose, and there was also the risk of a staff member saying something inappropriate, which could lead to trouble. Like in the entertainment industry, the more popular you are, the more likely you are to be targeted.
By the time the rain had completely stopped, it was past seven in the evening, and the sky was completely dark.
Lin Yan lay on the bed in the motorhome, gazing at the starry night sky of Thailand. Su Mojin was nestled in his arms, having gone to bed and covered herself with the blankets before seven o'clock. It was the earliest they had gone to bed in a long time.
The night sky was incredibly bright after the rain. Lin Yan turned his head to look at his wife.
"Wife, are there any people in the company you trust right now?"
Su Mojin leaned into Lin Yan's embrace, her gaze following his as she looked up at the starry sky. Hearing his question, the young woman turned her head in surprise, seemingly not expecting Lin Yan to ask such a question so suddenly.
"Yes, your secretary is one of them. There are a few others, but not many. Mom told me about this, so I've been preparing in advance."
Lin Yan nodded upon hearing Su Mojin's words. Some things were better prepared for earlier.
"If you ever have classmates you can trust, similar to Xu Xiaoyue, you can consider bringing them into the company, but only if their character is impeccable and they are absolutely trustworthy."
Lin Yan said softly. Those he had personally trained would undoubtedly have a higher level of trust.
"Don't worry, husband. I understand what you're saying."
Su Mojin nodded after listening patiently. She had learned a lot from the teachings of Fu Qingyun and Lin Guoxiong during this time.
Entering such a family meant she didn't have to worry about household matters, but there were certain things she needed to understand. Everyone needed a few completely trustworthy individuals working under them.
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Time flew by, and it was the next day. In the morning, Lin Yan and Gna went on stage to receive their awards. The prize was a trophy shaped like the Thai racetrack, along with a BMW S1000RR. Apart from the trophy, Lin Yan didn't pay much attention to it and had Li Wei arrange for it to be shipped back to China.
After the awards ceremony in the morning, they had a quick meal, and in the afternoon, Lin Yan rushed to the hospital. According to their plan, they were scheduled to return to China that day. Since they were going back, the brother and sister could not stay here any longer; they would be taken back to China to recover from their injuries, and it would be safer there.
By the time Lin Yan and his group arrived, Li Tielong and Li Mengyao were still having lunch. Without waiting for them to finish, Lin Yan had people take them away, along with their luggage. Food could be eaten on the plane as well.
At two in the afternoon, a luxurious private jet slowly took off from Linan Airport, heading for Kyoto, China.
Inside the cabin.
"Sister, do you think we'll be able to live in China like we did in Thailand?"
Sitting by the window in the private cabin, Li Tielong looked at the receding Thai coastline with a hint of melancholy.
He had grown up and lived here as a child, and he felt a pang of reluctance to leave, even though this place held many painful memories for him.
On the only bed in the cabin, Li Mengyao was still receiving an IV drip. Hearing his words, she turned her head to look out the window and spoke softly.
"Regardless, following this new boss shouldn't be worse than our previous life. As for the future... we'll take it one step at a time."
After watching Lin Yan's race, Li Mengyao's impression of him had subtly improved. At least, based on the information available about this new boss, he seemed like a good person.
At least, on the surface.
"I hope so."
Li Tielong nodded. He had already boarded the ship, so there was no point in thinking about getting off. He would follow diligently.
Just as peace was restored to the room, there was a knock on the door. Su Mojin entered with some staff members, carrying food.