After leaving home, Xiao Bei and Ji Qinglan drove the LaFerrari to the place Chen Qi had mentioned—the Hangzhou International Circuit.
Xiao Bei had never been to this place, neither in his previous life nor this one.
Mainly because although he had been wealthy in his previous life, he had not had much time to enjoy himself.
Along the way, Xiao Bei played his favorite songs in the car while Ji Qinglan fell asleep in the passenger seat.
It couldn't be helped—Xiao Bei had been far too vigorous last night!
He drove along, fully immersed in it. Of course, his car drew plenty of attention on the road.
Xiao Bei had always gladly accepted those envious looks.
An hour later, they arrived at the Hangzhou International Circuit.
Xiao Bei didn't call Chen Qi right away. Instead, he looked at Ji Qinglan beside him.
Then he reached over and pinched Ji Qinglan's cheek.
"Wife, we're here!"
"Mm? We're here?"
Ji Qinglan was still a little groggy, but she quickly woke up and touched up her makeup in the car.
Xiao Bei asked why she was reapplying her makeup.
Ji Qinglan said there were plenty of girls at the supercar club, and she couldn't let them outshine her.
Alright then. The competitive streak between women was beyond Xiao Bei's understanding.
After getting out of the car, Xiao Bei contacted Chen Qi directly.
Once Ji Qinglan got out, she propped her long legs against the top of the car door and stretched with a series of cracks.
Tsk, tsk. As expected of his wife—every move she made was full of temptation.
Just then, Xiao Bei saw a Lamborghini Aventador driving toward him.
It stopped in front of him, and the window rolled down. Who else could it be but Chen Qi?
"Bei Zi,