"The race is about to start. We can't worry about all that now. Look into it first and tell me after the race."
"Okay, be careful out there. I'm just worried some bastard sent them to stir up trouble," Liang Tian cautioned Su Cimu uneasily.
Su Cimu nodded, then put on his helmet and rolled up the window.
The race girl gently raised the black-and-white checkered flag, then brought it down hard.
The cars in all eight lanes shot forward, with Su Cimu charging out in front to take the lead.
By the end of the first lap, Su Cimu had left the other seven cars far behind.
Just as Su Cimu thought tonight's exhibition race would be utterly boring, a white supercar he had left behind broke away from the pack and followed close on his heels.
For the first time, Su Cimu felt threatened. Without easing off the accelerator, he shifted with his right hand and gripped the steering wheel with his left, continuing his charge.
With five hundred meters to go, the crowd around the track erupted, cheering and shouting encouragement.
The white supercar stayed right on Su Cimu's tail, giving him no chance to shake it off. Su Cimu frowned and, without the slightest hesitation, floored the accelerator, pulling two-thirds of a car length ahead of the white supercar.
Just then, the white supercar's window rolled down, and Su Cimu saw someone he never could have expected!
And so, Su Cimu won first place in the exhibition race by half a car length, with the white supercar having to settle for second.
As they crossed the finish line, Liang Tian finally discovered who was driving the white supercar.
"Holy shit! Mumu! The guy in lane eight is your husband! Your husband's here to drag you home!"
Liang Tian's voice rang out across the entire racetrack. For the first time, our ever-arrogant, haughty Young Master Su couldn't hold his head up and wished he could find a hole to crawl into!
The race was over, yet the area around the track was utterly silent. Everyone had been stunned by Liang Tian's declaration that "your husband's here to drag you home"!
"Damn you, Liang Tian! What the hell are you yelling for? Do you believe I'll kill you?"
Young Master Su stamped his feet in anger, feeling thoroughly humiliated.
Just then, Shen Yannian stepped out of the white supercar, took off his helmet, and strode toward the red supercar.
Seeing this, Liang Tian hurried over too. He absolutely couldn't miss this show!
In full view of everyone, they watched Second Master Shen, so ruthless and decisive in business, whose word was law, personally open the car door, help Young Master Su out, and hold his small hand tightly.
Su Cimu felt nothing but awkwardness and tried to shake Shen Yannian off, but he was held firmly in place.
"Stop fidgeting. I'll settle the score with you when we get home later," Shen Yannian threatened quietly in Su Cimu's ear.
"Settle what score? What is there to settle? I haven't broken any laws or rules. The exhibition race venue went through every level of approval. Are you trying to pick a fight?"
Unsurprisingly, Su Cimu bristled.
It wasn't just because of what Liang Tian had shouted earlier, but even more because of the shock of Shen Yannian entering tonight's exhibition race too.
Shen Yannian actually raced cars!
Quite a few people recognized the runner-up as Shen Yannian, and they were all surprised that someone so noble and refined would turn up at a place where such a "rabble" gathered.
But on second thought, perhaps he really had come to catch his young fiancé!
Tsk, was Second Master Shen that strict? Young Master Su was in for some suffering, then.
"Mumu, aren't you going to introduce me?" Liang Tian asked, waggling his eyebrows at Su Cimu.
Su Cimu rolled his eyes and snapped:
"Do I still need to? Thanks to that loud mouth of yours, everyone here knows Shen Yannian is my husband now!"
When Shen Yannian heard Su Cimu call him his husband, his mounting anger instantly vanished.
"Baby, aren't you going to introduce your friend to me?"
Shen Yannian slipped an intimate arm around Su Cimu's waist and spoke possessively.
"Second Master Shen, my name is Liang Tian. I'm Mumu's older cousin. Just call me by my name."
Without waiting for Su Cimu to introduce him, Liang Tian took the initiative to explain his relationship with Su Cimu.
He had no doubt that if he spoke a moment later, Second Master Shen would start treating him as a romantic rival!
Sure enough, after Liang Tian finished speaking, Shen Yannian's gaze changed, no longer as guarded as before.
"Oh my god, is that the head of the Shen family? Is he engaged to Young Master Su? When did that happen?"
"How are you so out of the loop? This was all over our upper-class circles yesterday, okay? Young Master Su exposed Shen Kezhou and his side piece at the engagement banquet, then turned around and proposed an engagement to Second Master Shen. And the most important part is, Second Master Shen actually agreed on the spot!"
"Damn, it was that wild? I need to catch up right away!"
Hearing the crowd discussing him, even someone as thick-skinned as Su Cimu found it a little too much to bear.
"It's all your fault. You've stolen all the limelight tonight. Happy now?"
Su Cimu turned and blamed Shen Yannian, feeling that his appearance had not only stolen his thunder but also put him at the center of all the gossip!
"Baby, how can you blame me for that? You went out without telling me. Of course I had to come drag you home." Shen Yannian felt terribly wronged.
Was dragging his wife home wrong too?
"You!"
"Ahem, well, Mumu, we're in public. Don't start arguing. How about I treat you both to a late-night meal? You two husbands can have a proper chat while we're at it."
"Hmph, then I want crayfish," Su Cimu demanded outright.
"Sure, sure, sure. Whatever you want. Second Master Shen, what do you think?" Liang Tian turned to Shen Yannian to ask his opinion.
"Whatever my baby wants," Shen Yannian said, looking at Su Cimu dotingly.
Liang Tian felt as though he had just been force-fed a mouthful of dog food!
Su Cimu had driven his own car there, but when he left, Shen Yannian took him into his car, then hired a designated driver to drive Su Cimu's car back to the Su family home.
"This is Mumu's and my secret base. In all these years, you're the only person Mumu has ever brought here, Second Master Shen," Liang Tian deliberately told Shen Yannian as he looked at him.
At those words, Shen Yannian's expression softened considerably:
"My honor."
"Why are you telling him all that? Come on, hurry up! Get me five kilos of spicy crayfish and three liters of beer!"
Hearing this, Shen Yannian frowned slightly:
"Baby, you can't eat spicy food."
"Why not? Does being engaged to you mean I need your permission for what I eat too?"
Looking at the prickly Su Cimu, Shen Yannian leaned close to his ear and explained helplessly:
"We were intimate last night. If you eat spicy food today, that spot will feel uncomfortable afterward."
Although Shen Yannian had never had a boyfriend before, he still knew this basic common sense. Clearly, however, Young Master Su had no such awareness of his own body.
Hearing Shen Yannian say this, Su Cimu looked at him skeptically, feeling that he was lying to him.
"What are you two whispering about?"
Seeing the two of them start "making eyes" and "whispering in each other's ears" right in front of him, Liang Tian narrowed his eyes and scrutinized them.