Qin Xuan blinked in surprise.
Was it really that bad?
He hadn't even said a word from start to finish.
Could this still affect him?
Qin Xuan forced a wry smile. Gu Qingying, however, spoke first, "Just place your bet. If you win, I won't take any of these stakes."
Li Yin chimed in, fanning the flames, "Brother, look how generous Miss Gu is!"
"Shouldn't you bet more?"
"Alright then!"
Qin Xuan nodded, feigning reluctance.
As a good youth of the new century, he really didn't want to get involved in their bet.
But since someone was practically offering him money, refusing would be impolite, wouldn't it?
He took a set of keys from his pocket and slapped them onto the wooden table.
"I don't have much money, so I can only bet a car."
"Please record this: one Bugatti Veyron, my name is Qin Xuan."
Seeing the car keys Qin Xuan placed on the table, Lin Yingjie's heart stirred.
He recognized these keys; they belonged to Gu Qingying's Bugatti Black Bess, the legendary limited edition.
Why were they in Qin Xuan's hand?
What was the relationship between Qin Xuan and Qingying?
Lin Yingjie had no clue and eventually gave up thinking about it.
Fortunately, the current situation was still in his favor.
No matter what tricks they were playing, it wouldn't change the final outcome.
"All personnel have placed their bets. Now, take your positions!"
At Lin Yingjie's command, Qin Xuan and Gu Qingying returned to the still-warm car.
Their car was at the very front of the entire track, with only one car alongside them: Lin Yingjie's Bugatti Chiron.
With an acceleration of under 2.5 seconds for a hundred kilometers, its maximum speed reached a terrifying 490 kilometers per hour.
It was, arguably, one of the fastest sports cars in the world.
"Ready!"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
"Go!"
As the checkered flag dropped ahead,
over twenty sports cars roared out in an instant.
Qin Xuan's Ferrari LaFerrari, being slightly slower in acceleration, was gradually overtaken by Lin Yingjie's Bugatti.
After gaining a car's length, Lin Yingjie directly blocked Qin Xuan's path and hit the brakes.
With no other choice, Qin Xuan had to follow suit, gradually reducing his speed.
Seeing this, the other cars seized the opportunity, swerving to Qin Xuan's sides and moving parallel to Lin Yingjie, completing the positional handover.
In just a few minutes, nearly thirty supercars had effectively blocked Qin Xuan and Gu Qingying behind them.
"Damn it!"
Gu Qingying, sitting in the passenger seat, slammed the car door with frustration.
Although she knew this race wouldn't be easy, she hadn't expected them to resort to such despicable tactics.
With the road ahead blocked, there was no way they could break through the pack!
"Don't panic."
"The race has just begun."
Unlike Gu Qingying, Qin Xuan wasn't overly worried by the current situation.
After all, this race was a three-lap round trip along the mountain road, and they hadn't even reached one-tenth of the course yet. There was no need to rush.
"By the way, what exactly did you bet with that Lin Yingjie?"
"I saw you only signed the bet slip, you didn't..."
"Hmph!"
Gu Qingying merely snorted in response to Qin Xuan's question, as if acknowledging it.
She then turned her almond-shaped eyes to the window, no longer speaking to him.
Qin Xuan had guessed correctly.
Gu Qingying's bet wasn't anything else; it was herself.
Because Lin Yingjie's father, Lin Shaoyang, and Gu Qingying's father, Gu Qing, were old family friends, they had arranged a marriage for their children since childhood.
Lin Yingjie was naturally delighted, but how could Gu Qingying, who had grown up pampered, possibly agree?
After protesting to her father multiple times with no success, Gu Qingying, who loved racing, decided to let the race decide her fate.
If she lost the race, she would no longer resist and would obediently become the Lin family's daughter-in-law.
But if she won, Lin Yingjie would have to restore her freedom and let her find her own happiness.
Lin Yingjie naturally disagreed with such a preposterous arrangement.
While he was slightly better than Gu Qingying in terms of driving skills alone,
given Gu Qingying's stubborn personality,
who knew what drastic actions she might take if she faced defeat!
However...
Lin Yingjie ultimately couldn't withstand Gu Qingying's taunts and sarcasm.
After much deliberation, he conditionally agreed.
First, both parties could seek help, anyone within their capabilities.
Second, both parties must use normal racing methods, and malicious collisions or other bad behavior would not be allowed.
Finally, no matter who lost, they could not find any excuses to violate the bet.
For the sake of her freedom, Gu Qingying agreed.
It was just that she hadn't expected Lin Yingjie to enlist so many helpers.
And she understood the stakes placed by these helpers.
They were a congratulatory gift to Lin Yingjie.
Lost in thought, the race had already reached the cornering stage.
The other vehicles that had been blocking the Ferrari gradually spread out.
Seeing this, Gu Qingying could no longer afford to be angry. She shouted, urging Qin Xuan to overtake.
However, Qin Xuan didn't listen to her. Instead, he calmly waved his hand, signaling her not to rush.
"I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush."
"These cars have just spread out. If you force your way through now, you'll easily get blocked again."
"Instead of them blocking us forcefully, it's better to follow slowly behind."
"At least we won't be annoyed by their brake lights."
After speaking, he even glanced at Gu Qingying, "Don't worry, I said I could win, and I will definitely win."
"Don't forget, I also bet my most prized Bugatti Veyron."
"I don't believe you for a second!"
"That Bugatti used to be my car!"
Despite her grumbling, since Qin Xuan had said so, Gu Qingying stopped complaining.
After all, he was the one she had hired. No matter how critical the situation, she could only choose to trust him.
On the other side, Lin Yingjie, while driving, inquired about Qin Xuan's situation via his Bluetooth headset.
His subordinates, who were on a group call with him, replied one after another, "Brother Yingjie, you're almost a kilometer ahead of him, with a clear advantage."
"Brother Yingjie, he's still trailing at the back and has no intention of overtaking."
"Brother Yingjie, Sister Qingying's expression is terrible; they seem to be arguing!"
"Brother Yingjie, my drone overheard it, Sister Qingying said 'I don't believe you for a second'! She no longer trusts that Qin Xuan!"
Excellent!
Hearing the news from his subordinates, Lin Yingjie couldn't help but reveal a triumphant smile.
Qingying, oh Qingying, I've told you long ago that you and I are destined to be together.
We can never be separated in this lifetime!
Adjusting his glasses, Lin Yingjie pressed the accelerator down again.
Even though victory was assured, he wanted her to lose wholeheartedly!