Chi Gui: ?
"A race?" Fu Si unbuckled his seatbelt, his slender fingers lightly tapping the steering wheel, "The loser must agree to one demand from the winner, what do you say?"
Chi Gui slightly raised her eyebrows; she wasn't interested in making demands of Fu Si, but the idea of racing on a challenging mountain road...
Chi Gui's left index finger and thumb gently rubbed together, suppressing the excitement and fervor welling up inside her, she nodded: "Alright."
She got out of the car and walked over to the Ferrari, politely greeting Qin Cheng.
Qin Cheng watched Chi Gui get into the car, bent down, and was about to teach her the functions of the various buttons.
After all, Miss Chi had been brought back from the rural areas; she probably had not been exposed to such high-end vehicles before.
But before he could speak, Chi Gui had already started the car with practiced ease.
Qin Cheng: ?
He changed what he was going to say to: "Would you like to..."
