Chapter 397

The pace of the two people was a little consistent. Soon, they moved forward from the hotel to the racecourse.

This time, an Xiaojing noticed that this Racecourse is different from an ordinary racecourse.

It is not round, but has an endless direction with no end at all.

She didn't quite understand the rules of the game, but obviously it was much more difficult than anything she had ever seen.

On the high platform, Tao Yuanfeng stood there as if he was in charge of the whole race, but he noticed them as soon as an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen entered the race.

Tao Yuanfeng, wearing a silver racing suit, looks more energetic and powerful than ever.

As soon as an Xiaojing looked up, she saw him.

In the air, when two pairs of eyes intertwined with each other, an Xiaojing suddenly felt that the person was a little strange.

Tao Yuanfeng's eyes are different from before, with a trace of anger and unwilling.

An Xiaojing quickly took back her eyes, but soon the man came down from the high platform. During this period, she noticed that many people were already dressed and ready to go. Yu Zhenhuan and Yu huanluo were also in the other corner.

Yes, how could she forget that Yu huanluo and Yu Zhenhuan would come to this occasion.

Who else?

Su muying!

Her hair seems to have been cut a lot, and she looks more fresh.

Wearing a race dress, some women do not let men posture.

If it wasn't for the abortion, she would be a good sister.

However, it's a long time ago. Why mention it again.

"Why don't you answer my phone?"

Before she knew it, Tao Yuanfeng had already come to her and Leng Yichen. Then an Xiaojing put away her thoughts and looked at the people in front of her.

But she didn't speak because she didn't know what to say.

Leng Yichen came to the rescue.

"The company is a little busy. Yuanfeng, the competition is about to start."

Skillfully changed the topic, Leng Yichen looked at Tao Yuanfeng.

"Yes, but, yechen, what are you doing with her by your side?" Don't you know she's my girlfriend?

Later, Tao Yuanfeng didn't speak. After all, the woman named Cheng Fei didn't agree with him.

"She?"

Leng Yichen seems to be interested in this issue. Then she looks at an Xiaojing and seems to be trying hard to find the purpose of bringing her here.

"I'm here to race, too!"

An Xiaojing said bluntly, looking at Tao Yuanfeng in front of her, she was not willing to be outdone.

"Just you?"

Tao Yuanfeng looked at the people in front of him and felt funny.

"Just like you, do you want to race?"

"Why, you can, I can't?"

An Xiaojing really can't stand this man. She even looks down on women. She can give him another point.

"Cough!"

Leng Yichen coughed suddenly, but it was no accident.

There are too many injuries on his body. The pain of the wound is tormenting his nerves all the time. Sometimes, I can't help it. Even he will feel uncomfortable.

And an Xiaojing is the clearest.

There are too many injuries on Leng Yichen.

"Leng Yichen!"

In a hurry, she called Leng Yichen's name. Seeing his pale face, her heart seemed to be in front of her throat.

I'm a little unsteady.

"Nothing!"

Leng Yichen waved his hand and looked at an Xiaojing with a hissing tone,

his eyes revealed the message, which was a secret signal only the two of them knew.

"Go and wait there first."

Tao Yuanfeng looks at his watch, but there are still some things waiting for him to deal with. He doesn't have the spare time to quarrel with Cheng Fei here.

Leng Yichen nods and walks over with an Xiaojing.

Over there are Yu Zhenhuan and Yu huanluo.

"Lengshao, this equipment is good!"

Yu Zhenhuan chuckles. He also puts on his racing suit. The man who loves suits on weekdays, taking off his clothes and changing them into this kind of equipment, makes people shine.

Yu huanluo didn't change into a racing suit, but wore the old match.

At first glance, she is a lady of the upper class.

"Just like each other!"

Leng Yichen smiles.

Yu Zhenhuan noticed an Xiaojing on one side.

"Why, your secretary is here too, and will be on the stage later?"

He looked at the woman in front of him in surprise. In this competition, there was no woman except Su muying.

An Xiaojing nodded. In fact, she didn't care about the results of the competition or who was first or second.

However, Leng Yichen is now seriously injured and is likely to die. She has to show her value at the critical moment.Well, before, his secretary didn't have to sacrifice his life.

How can we get to her?

There's a little bit of a breakdown inside.

But an Xiaojing still looks at Leng Yichen with worry. He smiles at Yu Zhenhuan with indifference.

"She liked it, so I brought her."

"Then you are too good!"

Yu Huan fell aside and suddenly opened his mouth.

The whole person, looking at an Xiaojing, has a look of worship.

"Cheng Fei, I really envy you. I dare not do what I want to do."

Yu huanluo is still so beautiful. When she talks, she is full of her unique aura.

An Xiaojing smiles. As expected, even if she changes her appearance, she can feel the sincerity of that person.

"Miss Yu is a man of gold. Just give me such a rough person to play this exciting game."

An Xiaojing opens her mouth modestly, but when she looks at Yu huanluo, she still feels very kind.

"What's expensive or not? We're all the same. You graduated from XX University, and your parents are abroad. We don't make any difference."

Yu huanluo struggles to open her mouth, but an Xiaojing is embarrassed.

Her background is not something that can be said.

After all, it's all fake.

Once it's torn down, Leng Yichen still doesn't put himself to death.

Several people chatting, Su muying came.

Her appearance is really fresh, and she looks a little like a man.

Well, how about that?

But this is Su muying, the only successor of the Su family. Therefore, he has been cultivated as a man since childhood.

"Yechen, you are all here!"

Su Mu Ying looked over.

"Yes

"How's grandma?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"That's it. She's in good health. I refused to see her this time."

Su Mu Ying smiles and looks at an Xiaojing again.

"You still have your secretary with you!"

This woman, she knows, appeared on the last birthday of Buddha su.

"No?"

Leng Yichen looks at an Xiaojing and asks.

"I knew. I brought an assistant or something. If something happens, no one else can help me. "

It's a bit unlucky to say that.

However, Leng Yichen's face suddenly turned white again.