Chi Yanyu until getting in the car still had not recovered, he sat in the front passenger seat with a face full of disorder.
Shen Lingge and Wen Xian were sitting side by side in the back seat, he could hear Shen Lingge’s doting yet indulgent voice.
Chi Yanyu felt he had a bit of indigestion, he angrily shifted his gaze to look outside the window.
He never thought of himself as a lone person, usually if he wanted a woman he just needed to make a phone call. But at this moment he deeply felt the critical hit coming from a couple in love.
Wen Xian was playing with Shen Lingge’s fingers, she tilted her head and asked: “Shen Lingge, are you going to the company tomorrow? Xiao Song said a lot of things are waiting for you to handle, told you not to slack off at home anymore.”
Shen Lingge: “……”
Just hearing it, he knew the latter half was this little girl secretly adding it herself, he lightly pinched her small hand, responding: “Go in a couple of days, these two days stay home to accompany you, or accompany you to go play.”
Wen Xian knew if it wasn’t for being busy to a certain extent Xiao Song wouldn’t come to her and say such things, so she suggested: “Didn’t you say to me in London that your elevator takes 40 seconds to go up a hundred floors? Can you take me to ride it?”
Shen Lingge’s movement paused, he looked at Wen Xian blinking her eyes: “You want to accompany me to the company?”
Wen Xian suspiciously glanced at him: “Can’t I? Are you secretly hiding something at the company?”
Shen Lingge’s lips curved with a trace of smile, he counter-asked: “Aren’t you afraid people from Licheng side will know? The one hiding is not me, it’s you yourself hiding inside not wanting to come out.”
Wen Xian lightly hummed: “I just want to go take a look, see who’s in your office. Maybe I’ll catch you secretly raising a little yaojing [妖精 — literally ‘goblin’ or ‘fairy,’ here slang for mistress or affair partner], if I catch you, you’re finished.”
Shen Lingge leisurely looked at her: “Okay, tomorrow bring you to catch.”
…
One hour later, the car stopped at a suburban club.
This place was mostly mountainous area, very few people living here, no need to worry about disturbing nearby residents.
At this time the sky was completely dark, on the deep blue night curtain already quietly hung a crescent moon, supercars were parked full at the club entrance.
Chi Yanyu walked ahead like he knew the way, Shen Lingge also from time to time greeted people he met on the road, many people’s gazes fell on Wen Xian. After all, in the Mingcheng circle, her face was very unfamiliar, but also very memorable, most people after seeing her once would not forget.
They could all confirm this girl had never appeared in the circle before, but today she was following next to Shen Lingge, and the usually indifferent Shen Corporation’s president was holding her hand.
They also recalled the recent crazy rumor that Shen Lingge already had a girlfriend, almost immediately confirming her identity.
Jiang Min was waiting for them at the No.1 viewing stand, Chi Yanyu from far away already saw a group of people all looking toward their direction, a dense mass of heads crowded together, looked stupid as hell.
His mouth corner slightly twitched, then turned his head to Wen Xian and said: “Saozi, that group of people all have oily mouths and slippery tongues, you don’t have to pay attention to them later.”
Wen Xian had just started to smile, when she heard Shen Lingge next to her say: “No need to be afraid, with me here they don’t dare. As long as I’m by your side, whatever you want to do you can, even if you want to ride on top of my head it’s fine.”
Wen Xian: “……”
Chi Yanyu: “……”
Wen Xian unhappily poked Shen Lingge: “You saying it like that makes it seem like I have a bad temper.”
Shen Lingge grabbed her fingertip and hid it in his palm, he curved his lips and said: “It’s my temper that’s bad, usually it’s Xian Xian being tolerant with me.”
Wen Xian: “…That’s not really, usually you’re quite obedient.”
Shen Lingge lightly laughed: “I can be even more obedient.”
Chi Yanyu: “……”
Damn it, he really couldn’t take his ge anymore!
No. 1 viewing stand.
Song Jinghong’s line of sight passed over that pile of chattering young masters gathered together, with just one look she saw Shen Lingge and that beautiful young girl beside him who looked only about twenty years old, their appearance looked very well-matched.
She had never seen such a gentle Shen Lingge before. He would bend down patiently listening to that girl talk, would also curve his lips and rub her head, and even more importantly, the vast majority of his attention was on this girl.
She had known him for over ten years, but never before today had she so clearly realized — Shen Lingge was actually just an ordinary man.
It’s just that, this gentleness and patience were not given to her, but to someone else.
She couldn’t help but tighten her grip on her handbag.
Not far away, Jiang Xinwan was also sizing up the woman next to Shen Lingge. At the time when she found out Song Mingxi invited her to Shen residence, the entire Jiang family had treated this matter with utmost seriousness.
At that time, she was almost the center of the entire Jiang family. Almost everyone surrounded her, even her married cousin contacted her frequently during that period.
But after there was no follow-up, they gradually dispersed again, just like the tide rising and falling.
The reality of this fame and fortune arena made her heart cold. These people were all her blood relatives, but it was also these blood relatives who taught her how to conduct oneself in this circle.
Jiang Xinwan calmly glanced at Song Jinghong. When she saw her clutching her handbag tightly, the corner of her lips hooked up.
When Wen Xian walked to the No. 1 viewing stand, she was a little startled, because those people surrounded her one by one calling her saozi, and a few even called her dimei [younger brother’s wife]. She hadn’t even clearly seen their faces when these people were already chased away by Chi Yanyu.
Chi Yanyu had a full-face expression of “you all get farther away,” he waved his hand: “Don’t scare my saozi, my saozi is still so young, all of you stay far away from me.”
Shen Lingge wrapped his arm around Wen Xian’s waist, speaking in a calm voice introducing: “Wen Xian, the future Shen Taitai [Mrs. Shen].”
Once Shen Lingge said this, all the movement on the viewing stand quieted for a moment. Only the sharp piercing sounds from the racetrack could be heard, tires and track violently rubbing, engine roar echoing through the sky.
Chi Yanyu already knew there would be this kind of scene. Back at the Shen house, from Shen Lingge’s attitude toward Wen Xian, he already knew Shen Lingge had placed this girl in his heart’s very center to cherish.
So tonight’s introduction — not girlfriend, not fiancée — only said Shen Taitai.
Everyone in their circle knew exactly what the three words “Shen Taitai” represented. Shen Taitai was not only Shen Lingge’s wife but also the future other controller of Shen Group.
Many people exchanged glances in shock.
Zhao Cheng couldn’t help but say: “Fuck, Jiang Min, did you just hear that?”
The man with dyed blonde hair bit his cigarette and glanced at him: “So rare? Worth you making such a fuss, have you ever seen my Shen ge doing things as a joke? When has he ever not been serious?”
Zhao Cheng scratched his head: “That’s what you say, but you don’t understand!”
Jiang Min sneered: “I think it’s you who doesn’t understand. Cheng’er, do you know what love is?”
Zhao Cheng glanced at him: “What’s so good about love?”
Jiang Min bit on his unlit cigarette, saying vaguely: “When you meet it, you’ll understand. Look at how Lingge is right now, look at that gaze towards that girl, about to drip water, this is love.”
Zhao Cheng looked at him blankly, then pushed him with his elbow: “What’s the background of that girl?”
Jiang Min quietly glanced at Wen Xian. To them, Wen Xian’s identity was actually easy to investigate. Shen Lingge didn’t hide his whereabouts from them; just casually asking around in Licheng would let them know this girl’s identity.
He gave Zhao Cheng a warning-like glance: “Talk less in front of her, mention less of other things, if it’s something unnecessary, if it can not be said then don’t say it. If she gets unhappy, Lingge will probably lose his temper.”
Zhao Cheng nodded with a serious face: “Understood.”
Shen Lingge briefly introduced to Wen Xian the identities of a few acquaintances; the others he himself didn’t know, so he didn’t introduce them to Wen Xian. Wen Xian curved her lips and greeted them.
Shen Lingge’s line of sight swept over Song Jinghong, there was no particular emotion in his eyes, he only spoke in a low voice to Wen Xian: “Song Jinghong, my friend Song Jingzheng’s younger sister, just came back from abroad.”
Wen Xian followed Shen Lingge’s gaze to look over, the Song Jinghong he spoke of had long smoky-pink hair, a beautiful face, wearing N-brand’s new military green trench coat dress, her slender legs wrapped in patent leather short boots.
This outfit was very eye-catching, plus her expression was indifferent, looking very cool.
Wen Xian also smiled at her, Song Jinghong’s mood wasn’t very good at the moment, but she knew if she didn’t show Wen Xian a good face, Shen Lingge would probably not be happy. So she reluctantly pulled the corner of her lips.
Wen Xian recognized Song Jinghong; she had seen her at the seaside resort area, so naturally she also knew what kind of thoughts Song Jinghong had toward Shen Lingge.
She secretly stretched out her hand and pinched Shen Lingge, raised her eyes to glare at him.
Shen Lingge lightly coughed, wrapped his arm around her and walked toward the edge of the viewing stand: “Didn’t you say you insisted on wanting to come see car racing? I’ll take you to watch. Once this round is over, it’ll be our turn.”
Ten minutes later.
Shen Lingge pulled Wen Xian to go change clothes, after he finished changing he waited for her at the changing room door.
When Wen Xian came out holding her helmet, she saw Shen Lingge leaning against the wall, he was wearing a red racing suit, the side of his face under his black hair still cold and sharp, but the red color made him not seem so indifferent.
She had never seen him wearing such an enthusiastic color.
The racing helmet dangled on his fingertip, swaying.
Wen Xian ran toward Shen Lingge, throwing herself at him. Shen Lingge naturally caught her, pulling her up into his arms, he raised his eyes to look at her and gave a low laugh: “Xian Xian so enthusiastic today?”
Wen Xian cupped his face and kissed him, blinking her eyes, sincerely saying: “Shen Lingge, you look so handsome.”
Shen Lingge just carried her like that walking outside. The people outside who saw the two at the exit all whistled. Wen Xian, a little shy, struggled down from Shen Lingge.
Shen Lingge lowered his head and put her helmet on properly, then held her hand as they walked toward the race car. Wen Xian peeked outside through the helmet; on the racetrack there were only four race cars parked. It was just the four of them racing.
Wen Xian tilted her head up with a face full of expectation asking: “Shen Lingge, will you win?”
Shen Lingge’s black eyes carried a smile, his voice low: “Does baby hope I win?”
Wen Xian immediately nodded her little head.
Shen Lingge opened the car door and stuffed her into the passenger seat, then helped her fasten the seatbelt before hooking his lips and replying to her: “Win or lose depends on what you say. If you say to win, I’ll definitely win.”
After speaking, Shen Lingge patted her helmet then closed the car door.
After Chi Yanyu made a hand gesture toward Shen Lingge, the few people got into the cars together. The car doors shut in unison.
On the racetrack, four race cars of different colors lined up in a row. A racing babe wearing hot and sexy clothes walked toward the middle of the track holding two small flags.
She smiled, then waved the flags.
At the instant she waved the flags, the four race cars shot out like arrows leaving the string, for a moment the roaring sound was deafening.