A flash of surprise flashed in Fu Ao's eyes.

Fu Mochen has been galloping in the mall for many years.

It should be clearer than anyone else, casually admitting one's weakness is equivalent to handing over the handle to the enemy with his own hands.

"You're not going around with me? What if they're looking for someone who isn't yours? ”

Fu Mochen lowered his eyes.

It's about the safety of your child.

He didn't want to gamble, and he didn't dare to bet.

Nothing else.

He's a man, so he should protect her.

"What do you want?"

Fu Mochen pursed his lips and asked again.

Fu Ao's smug gaze fell on his legs, his eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of hatred flashed:

"They all say that your driving skills are good, and this is just the racing track, so let's compete."

"Fu Ao, are you crazy?!"

Xue Qi frowned and glared dissatisfiedly at the man in front of him who was laughing wildly.

Brother Chen was lame.

Can't drive at all.

Not to mention racing.

This is clearly an insult to Brother Chen!

Xu Yi's cold gaze fell on Fu Ao, and the hand hanging by his side was secretly clenched.

If it wasn't for the protection of the old man, where would Fu Ye be so aggrieved now......

Fu Mochen's expression was very light, he barely thought about it, and his lips opened slightly:

"Okay, but you have to remember that there are some words that rot in my heart."

Xue Qi was anxious: "Brother Chen! ”

Fu Ao sneered twice, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"I really didn't expect it, the cold-faced Fu Ye is still an infatuated species."

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Qi suddenly got up.

She put her hands in her pockets and walked to Fu Ao, her voice extremely cold:

"What's the point of being with a sick person? I'm compared to you. ”

The onlookers look at me, I look at you, and they are so excited.

Is this going to be a shot?

Fu Mochen pursed his lips, his dark gaze fell on ANG, and a touch of different color appeared under his eyes.

Fu Ao looked at Qin Qi with pity, his beautiful Danfeng eyes full of jealousy.

Damn it!

Fu Mochen was lame.

How can anyone still work for him?

Half a year ago, Yanqing also blocked the knife for Fu Mochen......

"Which onion are you?"

Fu Mochen's tone was very bad.

Qin Qi raised his chin slightly and said arrogantly:

"I am your ancestor."

"Poof." The crowd of onlookers was instantly amused and began to discuss.

"It's really dragging."

"I used to just like her driving skills, but now I like her dragging."

"It's so arrogant, I like it."

Fu Ao lowered his head, and his handsome face, which was whiter than the wall, was extremely low.

Die young.

A dark horse.

He'd seen a video of her preliminaries.

This woman played racing as if she was dying.

He originally just wanted Fu Mochen to make a fool of himself.

Where did you think of suddenly killing a trip to bite the gold.

"You're professional, we play racing, I'll run one lap, you have to run two laps."

When the words fell, Qin Qi hadn't spoken yet, and the people around him sighed:

"Too doggy, isn't it?"

"This is clearly bullying."

"Don't bring it like that."

"Don't promise him."

Qin Qi twisted his neck, and the little face behind the mask was full of disdain:

"Without further ado, let's get started."

Fu Mochen frowned.

The same track, let her run two laps.

It's true that there are some bullies.

He looked at Qin Qi and pursed his thin lips slightly:

"You can say no."

Qin Qi tilted his head, met his worried gaze, and smiled arrogantly:

"It doesn't matter, I like to challenge myself."

"After staying in my comfort zone for a long time, I'm prone to rottenness."

The crowd was silent again: "......"

Your starting point is my end.

Qin Qi tilted his head and looked at Fu Ao coldly:

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Fu Ao snorted coldly, and a chill appeared in his eyes:

"What's the hurry, I haven't made a bet yet."

He has a good chance of winning this time.

It's a pity not to bet on the big ones.

Fu Mochen rubbed the Buddha beads, his dark eyes slightly darkened.

Fu Ao thought carefully.

He understands.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Fu Ao's dark eyes turned, and he said gloomily:

"If she loses, how about you cut off relations with the old man?"

Xue Qi was stunned for a moment, and his face was about to twitch with anger:

"You're crazy, aren't you? You are just an adopted son, where do you have the face to say this? ”

Let Brother Chen sever the relationship?

He wants to inherit the Fu family?

Fu Mochen pressed Xue Qi's shoulder and pressed him back into the chair.

His dark gaze slowly fell on Qin Qi:

"What are your chances of winning?"

Qin Qi raised his hand and compared the number of ten, with a proud expression:

"Ten percent."

In the last preliminary round, she only used 30% of her skills.

Fu Mochen squinted.

Q: I used to have a habit.

She likes to use her hands to make gestures while talking about numbers.

Fu Mochen blinked, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

ANG saved his life.

Q used to ravage him.

If the two are one person......

Fu Mochen narrowed his eyes, his handsome face returned to calm, and he slowly looked at Fu Ao:

"What if you lose?"

Fu Ao's eyes rolled, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Like you, I took the initiative to cut off relations with the old man."

"Nope."

Fu Mochen shook his head.

It wasn't what he wanted.

Fu Ao frowned:

"Isn't that enough? What do you want me to do? ”

Fu Mochen stared at Fu Ao, his resolute and handsome face was all indifferent and alienated:

"If you lose, don't ask Qin Qi anything in the future."

Children are innocent.

He would blame himself for involving her.

Fu Ao was stunned, it was really incomprehensible:

"She's just a high school student, what's so good about it that attracts you so much?"

Fu Mochen shook his head, and a soft color appeared in his cold black eyes:

"She doesn't need to be outstanding."

"She's her, that's enough."

Men are showing their love generously.

The onlookers were amazed, and they became more and more curious about Qin Qi.

A girl curiously picked up her mobile phone to search.

However, there is no information about Qin Qi on the Internet.

Fu Mochen turned his head, and his dark gaze fell on Qin Qi:

"ANG, THANK YOU, I OWE YOU ANOTHER FAVOR."

The man's voice was low, with a bit of respect and detachment.

Qin Qi blinked, his heart was complicated and contradictory.

She was happy that he only showed doting eyes when he faced her.

In the same way, she is also very entangled.

If he knew in the future that ANG, Q and Qin Qi were the same person......

"No, you don't."

Qin Qi got up and pursed his lips in refusal.

Fu Ao turned around and went to the organizer to discuss the matter of borrowing the venue for the competition.

The organizer wanted to refuse at first, but when he heard that Fu Ao's opponent was martyrdom.

At the moment, he agreed without saying a word.

殇 is now a traffic password.

As long as he shows his face, the number of people in the live broadcast room will rise.

Qin Qi waited quietly on the side.

Soon, the crew drove the two cars to the starting point.

The atmosphere is lively again.

The stakes are too big.

The racers gathered around, wondering who would reach the finish line first.

Qin Qi got up, her phone vibrated suddenly, and she slid the screen.

It's an unfamiliar text message.

The phone number is encrypted.

She glanced at it quickly, and her pupils instantly widened.

"The car is passive, you don't go to the race."

Was it sent by the mother's adopted son?

Qin Qi's eyelashes trembled, and he replied quickly:

"Who are you? Who did it? Fu Ao? ”

The other party replied quickly.

Obviously, he's also keeping an eye on every move here.

"It wasn't Fu Ao who did it, it was the hands and feet of the people in the mother's organization."

Mother?

Qin Qi blinked.

It's really him!

Mother's adopted son!

It was the first time she had spoken to him.

Qin Qigang wanted to reply to the message.

In the next second, the message sent by the other party made her completely stunned.

"There is a problem with both cars, there are time bombs in them, you look for a chance to run."

"There are a lot of them now, and there are few of us."

"Remember, you have to pretend you don't know, or they'll stop you."

Qin Qi blinked, and his gaze fell on Fu Mochen.

The man was also looking down at his phone.

He didn't know what he saw, and there was a flash of surprise in his dark eyes.

This......

The adopted son also texted Fu Mochen?