265: Chapter 254 The Truth of the Matter 265: Chapter 254 The Truth of the Matter The people in the stands looked as if they had just lost their fathers, while the two competitors on the field shook hands to express their gratitude for the thrilling match they had provided for each other.
“I lost, and I lost miserably, but it is precisely because of this that I can take off my title as a car god and continue to move forward.
Tonight, I also learned to grow,” Bai Mao shouted toward the stands.
“You shouldn’t feel regret over a few hundred thousand; instead, you should feel honored.”
“What is the dream of us racers?
To be faster, steadier, stronger.
You spent a few hundred thousand to witness a duel between experts today, and it was worth it.
This match will have a significant impact on you in the future.”
Upon hearing Bai Mao’s words, people in the stands also stood up and gave the two on the field a warm round of applause; their complaints were not just about losing the money, but more about their unwillingness to see the legendary car god of Sunan City defeated by someone so unassuming.
But when they heard Bai Mao’s words, they somewhat understood in their hearts.
After all, racing isn’t just about having a fancy car and a mentor to personally guide you; it requires relentless individual practice and insight.
As Bai Mao had said, if a match could elevate their skills, then the money was indeed well spent.
After the match ended, Bai Mao and Song Yun had a brief chat about racing techniques before they got up to leave.
Xiao Qian staggered over, handed a car key to Song Yun, and said, “Here, this is your prize for winning the race.”
“Aren’t there supposed to be two?” Song Yun asked with a smile.
“For someone like you who doesn’t often race, having two luxury cars is a complete waste.
It’s better to give you one that looks more impressive to impress the ladies,” Xiao Qian picked up a glass, took a sip of juice, and said with a smile.
“Besides, you have this reward because I brought you here; shouldn’t you pay me a little something?”
“You can have both cars; personally, I have no special fondness for driving.
But you must promise me one thing,” Song Yun said seriously.
“What’s that?”
“Tell me everything you and Xiaoqing talked about, not a single word missing.
I want to know the truth,” Song Yun said, frowning.
Just then, the man who had been running the betting walked over and said, “Here are two checks for twenty million each, the race you brought today was spectacular.”
“Thank you, I’ll come over sometime to give some pointers on your driving skills.
I may not be famous, but I can race neck and neck with Schumacher,” Song Yun felt like a real money magnet these days, as people seemed to keep throwing money into his pockets uncontrollably.
“Huh?
Eh?” The man sized up Song Yun, his voice trembling, “You, you can race at par with Schumacher?”
“Hehe, those are old stories from my days abroad.
It’s normal that you don’t know.” Song Yun waved his hand, trying to appear humble.
“Well, it’s getting late; we should be going.”
“Please, wait a moment,” the man ran into an office, then came back with a purple-gold card and handed it to Song Yun, “This is our SS Supercars Club’s elite member card.
You can enjoy special privileges here; I hope you come often to give us some tips.”
“You keep it.
Only ten of these cards were issued by the SS Club’s headquarters.
It’s surprising that you guys in Sunan City managed to get one,” Xiao Qian said, envy evident in her eyes.
“Alright, I’ll keep the card; I’ll come by when I’m free,” Song Yun waved his hand as he spoke.
Song Yun and Xiao Qian left the club and then drove into the city.
As they were driving, Song Yun leaned against the car window and said, “Can you tell me now what exactly happened that day?”
“Are you in a hurry?” Xiao Qian asked with a puckered smile.
“Not in a hurry, but I’m afraid you might trick me again.
I really can’t understand why your sister is so gentle and soft, while you are so… so fiery.” Initially, Song Yun wanted to describe Xiao Qian with the words “shrew” and “rogue,” but he thought better of it, fearing it might hurt her pride and keep her from telling him about that day.
“My sister and I are twins; haven’t you heard that twins have a special connection?
If one has a fiery personality, the other must be gentle.
They balance each other out, and that’s an immutable theorem.
My sister was lucky to be the gentle one, always the favorite in the eyes of our elders,” Xiao Qian said with a laugh.
“I was jealous of my sister when we were kids.
I thought she was just too hypocritical, always acting like she was such a good person.
But when we were eight, we were playing by a pond, and I accidentally fell in.
It was my sister who jumped in without a second thought to save me.
Though we both ended up unconscious, spending several weeks in the ICU, from that moment, I realized she truly was very gentle.”
“Yeah, Xiaoqing could indeed do something like that,” Song Yun nodded.
“But what does this have to do with the conversation you had that day?”
“Because my sister is too gentle, she’s well-known in Yu Hang as the gentle young miss of the Xiao family.
Many families want to form alliances with the Xiao family through marriage to take her as their bride.
But at that time, our family was at the height of its power and refused all proposals.”
“But a year ago, a traitor appeared within the Xiao family, using business as a cover to siphon off half of the family’s operational funds at the time, plunging our family into decline,” Xiao Qian said through gritted teeth.
“It was then that those families we had previously rejected started offering olive branches again, suggesting that marrying into their families could help the Xiao family recover.”
“So, the people in your family began pressuring your sister into marriage, and she ran away to Sunan City?” Song Yun asked wryly, surprised that such melodramatic scenarios one only expects to see in TV dramas could actually happen in these prominent families.
“Yes, but the process was a bit… too despicable.
I despise our family members for it,” Xiao Qian said angrily.
“When my sister first heard the news, her initial reaction was to refuse.
But several aunties, for the sake of their own wealth and honor, constantly brainwashed my grandfather, and in anger, he confined my sister.”