Su Lingmo just wanted to speak, Gu Zheyuan had already gotten into the car, there was no way, she had to get into the car in a large area of jealous eyes. After all, she is still Gu Zheyuan's nominal girlfriend, no matter how fake she is, she has to be pretending, right?

After getting into the car, Su Lingmo found an opportunity to talk to Gu Zheyuan. Gu Zheyuan put on the helmet, only his eyebrows and eyes were exposed, his sharp eyes looked straight ahead, his thick eyebrows were stretched, and he was so handsome that he couldn't do it.

"I said Gu Shao, everyone is charming, why do I have to follow you into the car? I haven't ridden in a racing car, this is the first time, I still get motion sickness, and when the time comes, I vomit on this valuable car, I don't have the money to pay ......."

"Shut up, it's noisy. ”

Gu Zheyuan frowned, looking rather impatient. Su Lingmo hurriedly closed his mouth, although he was unwilling, but now Gu Zheyuan could hold her life in his hands, if he was impatient, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, Su Lingmo obviously didn't realize that she had forgotten a lot of bad things about Su Qing'er and Cheng Xuefei, and her mood was much better unconsciously.

There were a few cars racing with Gu Zheyuan, but there was no one sitting next to them, only Gu Zheyuan's co-pilot was sitting Su Lingmo. At the same time, Su Lingmo also found that the racers sitting on those cars were all professional racers.

Is Gu Zheyuan crazy? He wants to compete with a professional racing driver, isn't this looking for abuse? She is really unlucky, her career is not going well, and she has to accompany Gu Zheyuan to the track to die!

Even if Su Lingmo was sitting on the racing car, he could hear the screams of the group of women outside, all of them were for Gu Zheyuan, a thief who stole his heart! The shouts of a few men were just to curry favor with Gu Zheyuan, so that he could help them in their careers in the future.

Soon, the race car girl came into play. Su Lingmo's heart was pounding, although she had never had a heart or lungs, she had never been bold enough to sit in a racing car.

When the flag in the hand of the sexy racing girl waved downward, before Su Lingmo could react, their car flew out like an arrow off the string with a "boom".

By the time the game was over, Gu Zhe was far from addicted, and Su Lingmo had almost lost half of his life. She collapsed on the co-pilot, endured the feeling of vomiting and her anger towards Gu Zheyuan, and held on to the car door to slow down.

Gu Zheyuan is simply a madman!

Su Lingmo couldn't forget Gu Zheyuan's expression when the car was running on the track, his eyes burst out with excitement, and the accelerator was almost not released except when he turned. Every time he drifted, Su Lingmo was handsome, and he almost died on the spot!

And the result was that Gu Zheyuan won, and those professional racers were thrown off by him for almost a lap. Su Lingmo was extremely scared, Gu Zheyuan was a complete madman, he wanted to win, no one could beat him!

Just as Su Lingmo was cursing Gu Zheyuan in his heart, the co-pilot door was opened. Gu Zheyuan had already taken off his helmet, and the excitement in his eyes had disappeared without a trace.

"Gu ...... Gu Zheyuan, if you don't want to kill me, you madman......" Su Lingmo said weakly, looking embarrassed because of motion sickness, and he almost couldn't change his anger if he said a complete sentence.

Gu Zheyuan frowned: "It's really troublesome." Then in the crazy eyes of the actresses, he casually threw away the helmet in his hand, bent down and ignored Su Lingmo's resistance, and picked her up.

The moment he took off, Su Lingmo still had the strength to speak: "Gu ...... Gu Zheyuan, you are still a ...... with a conscience" Then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

When he woke up, the first thing Su Lingmo saw was Gu Zheyuan, who was sitting on the corner sofa, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee elegantly with his legs folded.

Looking around, it was a large and cosy room. Su Lingmo remembered what happened before he fainted, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and lay down on the bed again.

"Awake?" Gu Zheyuan heard the movement, did not look up, continued to read the newspaper, and took a sip of coffee.

Su Lingmo was angry with him at this moment, and he was worried that he had no place to vent, but Gu Zheyuan broke in by himself.

"What, you're not happy that I'm not dead?"

Hearing this, Gu Zheyuan raised his eyebrows, put down the newspaper and looked at the straight woman lying on the bed, and said in surprise: "Are you angry?"

Snorting coldly, Su Lingmo said, "How dare I be angry with Young Master Gu, I'm not afraid that Young Master Gu will drive me to death if I'm unhappy?"

At this moment, no matter how sluggish Ren Gu Zheyuan was, he could detect the anger in Su Lingmo's tone. He took a sip of his coffee, his eyelashes drooping and not speaking immediately. There was a moment of silence before he said, "What time will you be on the set tomorrow?"

didn't expect him to change the topic, Su Lingmo was even more angry: "What does it have to do with Gu Shao?

After speaking, perhaps because she felt that her tone was a little heavy, she peeked at Gu Zheyuan's face. But he didn't expect Gu Zheyuan to care about what she said at all, stood up and casually dusted off the non-existent dust on his pants, threw down the sentence "Send a car to pick you up tomorrow morning" and walked out of the room elegantly.

Su Lingmo had no goal to vent, so he had to sulk by himself. At this moment, Qian Zhong sent her another text message: What should we do next? Public opinion is completely uncontrollable, your sister is really your own sister, she is hitting your life door everywhere, how can she be so proficient in the means of hitting seven inches with snakes?

sneered, how Zhao Fang persecuted her mother back then, how Su Qing'er would persecute her now. There is really a mother and a daughter, Su Qing'er perfectly inherited her mother's mantle.

Since she wants to pretend to be pitiful, then she will give her a chance to pretend to be enough.

"Sometimes, silence is not a sign of weakness, but a stronger counterattack. Returning such a text message to the money, Su Lingmo turned off his mobile phone. Closing her eyes, she thought, what kind of wonderful thing will greet me tomorrow?

Su Lingmo thought that something would happen the next day, but he didn't expect such a thing at all.

Looking at the largest page in the newspaper, when Gu Zheyuan, who was handsome and handsome in a racing suit, held a photo of her, who was also wearing a racing suit, Su Lingmo's mouth was as big as an egg.

What the hell, how could anyone have taken a picture of their race car last night, and it happens to be the most ambiguous one?

Before she could think about it, Gu Zheyuan's call came.

"Go downstairs. As always, without a trace of emotion and very brief sentences, Su Lingmo rolled his eyes indecently, and ran downstairs with his bag and newspaper.

"Hey, I can't imagine that there are paparazzi in your Gu Zheyuan and Gu Shao's private club?" Su Lingmo asked Gu Zheyuan as soon as he got in the car. Gu Zheyuan was leaning on the back of the chair to take a nap, and said lightly, "What do you want to say?"

It seems that Gu Zheyuan didn't know yet, Su Lingmo handed him the newspaper: "Oh, someone took a photo of me fainting yesterday and you hugging me." But it's too ugly to shoot me, and I can't find an angle. ”