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Racing Cars and Marrying Sisters
墨書 Inktalez
The night wind swept across the outskirts of the racetrack, the taillights leaving a blood-red trail in the darkness.
I, Sun Haoran, stood at the starting line, clutching the torn pieces of a photograph in my hand.
Su Yan's alluring face lingered in my mind, each word she had just spoken stabbing at my heart like a knife.
"Hao Ran, let's break up."
"What can a pathetic race car driver like you offer me? I want a real life in a wealthy family."
"Don't blame me for being realistic; women are like this."
After saying those words, she twisted her damned hourglass figure and walked away, leaving me standing at the entrance of the racetrack like a fool.
The crowd around was still whispering, some even capturing my disheveled state on their phones.
I took a deep breath and walked toward my car.
The black body glimmered coldly under the moonlight, mirroring my current mood.
"Life is like drifting; if you don't master the direction, you'll end up deformed."
I spoke to my reflection in the rearview mirror before starting the engine.
The roar instantly shattered the tranquility of the night.
Tonight, there was an Underground Racing Competition with substantial prize money.
I needed money, but more importantly, I needed to vent.
Several modified cars had already gathered on the race track, and the drivers were all tough characters from the circuit.
I drove my car to the starting line and through the window caught sight of a silver Maserati parked not far away.
The door opened, and Su Yan's familiar face appeared.
She actually came!
What infuriated me even more was that a well-dressed man stood beside her, his hand resting on her slender waist.
The man was handsome, clearly someone wealthy.
When Su Yan saw me, a sarcastic smile curled at the corners of her mouth as she deliberately pushed her chest out, making her low-cut top even more enticing.
She was provoking me.
"Drivers, prepare!"
The referee's voice rang out, and I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.
Veins bulged on the back of my hand, muscles tensed as if they were about to explode.
The moment the green light flashed, I slammed the accelerator.
The racing car shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, instantly overtaking the three cars ahead.
Wind rushed in through the window, tousling my hair but failing to disperse the fury within me.
On the first turn, I executed a perfect drift, shaking off the pursuers behind me.
The tires screeched against the pavement, echoing the roar in my heart.
By the second lap, I had already gained half a lap's lead over the second place.
Through the rearview mirror, I caught sight of Su Yan standing in the stands, her expression somewhat surprised.
She probably didn't expect me to be this fast.
But what I wanted was not just speed; I wanted to crush them!
It was the final lap.
As I prepared to dash across the finish line, I suddenly heard a deafening roar behind me.
A silver Maserati came barreling out of nowhere, heading straight for me!
This wasn’t a race car!
In an instant, I reacted, slamming the steering wheel to avoid it.
But the Maserati was moving too fast, and it was clearly targeting me.
"Damn it!"
I gritted my teeth and decided not to dodge.
If you want to play, let’s play hard!
I slammed on the gas and charged right at it.
The moment our cars collided, the immense force slammed my body against the seat.
The Maserati flipped over from the impact, rolling several times before coming to a stop.
My car didn’t fare much better; the front bumper was completely crumpled, but the engine was still running.
I pushed open the car door and stepped out, my muscles aching from the collision.
A crowd had gathered around us; some were taking photos while others were recording the scene.
I walked over to the overturned Maserati.
The door was mangled, and it took a lot of effort for me to pry it open.
There was no one in the driver's seat!
Was this car self-driving?
As I pondered this, I suddenly noticed a black briefcase in the passenger seat.
Inside the bag was a gold-embossed card with only an address written on it.
There was also a letter, and my name was written on the envelope.
I tore open the envelope, and inside was just one line:
"The game has begun, Sun Haoran."
A cold sweat instantly broke out on my back.
This was no accident; someone was plotting against me!
I looked up at the stands, but Su Yan had already vanished.
The man in the suit was gone as well.
Only the night wind howled, carrying an inexplicable eeriness.
I clenched the card in my hand; the address shimmered under the moonlight.
It seemed that tonight's events were far more complicated than I had imagined.
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