Ye Chen smiled faintly, "Looks like you're my woman now."
At this moment, a group of young people gathered around an open space.
Zhao Ying said, "They're over there, let's drive over."
Ye Chen made a beautiful drift and stopped the car between two vehicles.
A cold laugh resounded, "Zhao Ying, you really dare to come."
Next to the Lamborghini, a Maserati rolled down its window.
A woman with a beauty score of only around 60 looked at Zhao Ying with a face full of mockery.
The only striking thing about this woman was her glimmering jewels.
Despite this, after Ye Chen took one look, he lost interest immediately.
At this moment, a mocking voice sounded, "Zhao Ying, you're letting this pretty boy race for you?"
The speaker was Tian Biao.
In front of Tian Biao stood another young man in his twenties.
This is Bai Ying, let me introduce you to a driver, Hua Country's off-road championship holder, reserve driver for the Ferrari Team, Qin Rui.
