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The moonlight was as cold as a blade, and I dragged my weary body forward, clutching tightly to the gilded card with the address written on it.
The horrific scene of the overturned Maserati replayed in my mind, my knuckles turning white as my heart raced chaotically.
As I stepped out of the racetrack's gates, a black BMW came to a steady stop under a glaring streetlight.
The car door opened, and a man in his thirties emerged. He wore an impeccably tailored suit, had a buzz cut, and his hawk-like eyes scanned me from head to toe.
"Sun Haoran?"
I instinctively shrank back, but I didn’t want to show weakness in front of a stranger.
"Who are you?"
A smirk played on the man's lips as he handed me a large document folder.
"I’m Lin, the PR manager for Yao Ying Racing Club."
"Our boss is very impressed with your performance tonight and hopes you will join the Yao Ying team—just sign this contract, and the bonus will be credited immediately. Your annual salary starts at seven figures, plus an exclusive custom race car and access to top-tier driver resources."
Is this a pie falling from the sky?
Tonight's turn was more sudden than drifting itself.
I glanced at the contract inside the folder; its terms were straightforward, and the conditions were so enticing that it felt unreal.
I stared at him, my breath quickening.
"Is it really that simple?"
"As long as you're willing, you can be on our official Race Track tomorrow. Your own garage, maintenance team, cash, and resources—all of it will be yours."
Manager Lin's tone was like the nitrous boost racing across the wide Race Track.
I bit my tongue, fearing I was hallucinating.
But he raised his hand, revealing a phone screen—an incoming message popped up, "Signing bonus of 3 million has been credited."
My heart skipped a beat, my fingertips trembling.
Sudden wealth.
For the first time in my life, I saw my bank account overflowing.
This wasn't the thrill of drinking Red Bull after a race; this was real money boiling in every drop of my blood.
People around me were taking pictures, some glancing over. In that moment, who remembered the person just moments ago who had been dumped and looked like a stray dog?
Manager Lin smirked coldly, "For a driving genius, we only use the most straightforward approach."
He placed a black car key into my palm.
"The customized supercar from Yao Ying will be delivered to you by tomorrow morning."
The key was adorned with the Yao Ying logo—a coveted symbol of status in the racing world.
I stared at the key in my hand, feeling a heat radiating from my palm; the metal felt as if it had pierced into my very marrow.
At that moment, another message popped up on my phone—
“Yao Ying Supercar flagship store invites you to experience the all-new S Series King Edition. Please come for a test drive before 9 AM tomorrow.”
What was happening?
From being a stray dog to a guest of the elite, it was just a matter of one race.
My head buzzed as I stood at the pinnacle of the Race Track, feeling as if I had pressed the accelerator to the floor of my life's journey.
But before I could gather my thoughts, a faint scent of perfume wafted into my nostrils. Turning around, a fiery figure blocked my path.
With a graceful waist and long legs that gleamed like porcelain, the stunning curves beneath her fitted skirt were breathtaking, each movement an invitation laced with danger.
Su Yu.
She squinted at me, a teasing smile playing at the corners of her lips.
“Hao Ran Brother, do you still think anyone would underestimate you now?”
Her voice was low, like the rumble of an engine in the night, her warm breath brushing against my ear.
She extended a slender finger and lightly tapped my chest:
“Are you willing to become stronger? It takes more than just speed; it requires ambition.”
My heart raced like a piston in overdrive, but alarms were ringing loudly in my mind.
"What do you mean?" Su Yu smiled even more deeply, closing the distance between herself and me by half a step. Her curvy and hot body was unconcealed. "The game of the rich is not just about who can open faster. Your signing tonight is not only a starting point, but also the cards in their hands." "Do you want to jump onto a bigger gambling table?" It was clearly a warning, but it felt like a gentle trap. Her fingers slid to my chin and applied a little force. "If you can hold on, it's not just money, but also higher power. But it's also possible that you will return to the pre-liberation era overnight." I stared into her eyes, which were fiery and calculating, like a seductive vixen. "Are you helping me, or are you trying to hurt me?" Su Yu looked seductively and licked her lower lip gently: "Guess?" Before I could say anything, she twisted her waist and left, her skirt swaying in a fiery wave, as if she was afraid that the whole world would not see her back. My Adam's apple rolled, and I felt my mouth full of sand, but I couldn't tell whether it was desire or confusion. The invitation to the rich party was handed to me by Manager Lin. "The boss is waiting for you, don't let him down."
The night tore open, and neon lights flickered along the road as I stepped into the exclusive lounge of Yao Ying Club.
A red carpet stretched out before me, and under the dazzling lights, skirts swayed and jewels sparkled, forming a brilliant wall of socialites and wealthy heirs.
I became the center of everyone's attention.
The scent of a hunt was more intense than the roar of an engine.
A stir rippled through the crowd, and I followed their gazes.
Su Yan, clad in a form-fitting silver gown, walked towards me, her arm linked with that of a tall man in a suit.
Her cleavage and tiny waist swayed with each step, nearly stealing my breath away.
She released the man and approached me directly, a smile playing on her lips.
"It’s been a while, Sun Haoran."
Though she had claimed we were done, she acted as if we were still close. Her red lips brushed against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
"Do you remember our vows from the past?"
I stared at her. "What exactly do you want to play at?"
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