Chapter 254: Chapter 254
Gu Anxi suddenly felt that he understood her, knew her. An indescribable feeling welled up within her as she pulled his palm to hers, their fingers tightly interlaced...
The car arrived at the Qingcheng Racetrack. The stands were already packed, and the media section was already armed with a barrage of camera lenses, ready and waiting. The atmosphere was incredibly lively.
The Bo Family’s entourage, including Wang Keru, naturally had the best seats. Coincidentally, they ran into the Gu family from Beicheng, and both groups ended up sitting together.
Tang Yuan sat gracefully beside Gu Yuanshan. On her other side was Tang Ning, still in her signature sunglasses and fur, the picture of a wealthy socialite. Unexpectedly, Gu Changqing was also present, sitting alone.
Both parties exchanged greetings. Gu Yuanshan, radiating the pride of a father whose young daughter had matured, remarked, "Mingzhu is racing today. With so many elders watching, it’s truly her good fortune."
Mr. He fanned himself with his hand. "I’m here to watch my precious disciple ride her big motorcycle. The rest of you can amuse yourselves."
Father Bo smiled. Given his status, he naturally couldn’t speak as casually as Mr. He.
Mother Bo, however, felt no such restraint. Taking Wang Keru’s hand, she said to Tang Yuan, "We’re here to see our Anxi race. I hear Mingzhu is incredibly skilled. Later, you must have Mingzhu go a little easy on our Anxi." Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Tang Yuan’s expression stiffened. "How can one go easy in a competition?"
Ms. Gu Ning interjected coolly, "Even if Mingzhu could, I doubt she’d want to. After all, if you lose in love, you have to win back some face on the racetrack, don’t you?"
Tang Yuan was reaching her breaking point. This sister-in-law of mine is always undermining me! And Yuanshan doesn’t even try to manage her. She was deeply dissatisfied, but given her position, she couldn’t lash out directly. Holding back was agonizing.
Just then, Mother Bo spoke, her tone as gentle as a spring breeze. "Oh, if it’s not right to go easy, then never mind. Our Anxi will just have to rely on herself."
At that very moment, the contestants began to file out, one by one, clad in tight racing suits and astride their motorcycles.
An incredible scene unfolded. Above the racetrack, a helicopter roared as it hovered, a large number 85 emblazoned on its side. In the stands, a cheer squad of about 200 pretty young girls in crop tops and pleated skirts danced, holding signs—
The spectacle was so flamboyant and cringey it left the crowd stunned. This was the kind of reception usually reserved only for top international racers!
The media furiously captured the scene, uploading it instantly—
[No. 85 clearly has powerful backing; she’s a player backed by serious money!]
Knowing that No. 85 was a local Qingcheng contestant, everyone from Qingcheng in the audience roared her name, and the atmosphere was electric.
Mother Bo was extremely pleased with this outcome.
Elsewhere, Gu Anxi, helmet on, glanced up at the helicopter and then at her cheering squad—
She sighed silently. As long as both moms are happy.
Gu Mingzhu, who happened to be right beside her, said coolly, "Gu Anxi, all this cheering won’t help you win. Won’t it be even more embarrassing if you lose after all this?"
Gu Anxi turned her head. "It’s a token of my two mothers’ affection. There’s nothing wrong with that." She paused, then added, "You probably want something too, don’t you?"
Gu Mingzhu scoffed and put on her helmet. She wouldn’t deign to bicker with some country bumpkin from Qingcheng, nor would she compare herself to her. They would settle things on the racetrack.
Gu Anxi also put on her helmet, waved towards Mother Bo’s group, and then calmly gripped the handlebars of her motorcycle—
Beside her, Gu Mingzhu’s voice cut in, "I will definitely win this race." This wasn’t just about her personal glory, but also about the powerful financial interests behind her.
Gu Anxi remained silent; she slightly leaned forward...