Feng Yu was tightly held in Fu Qianchen's arms, unable to move.
"Fu Qianchen, let me go."
The two were lying in bed. Fu Qianchen's large and strong arm was around Feng Yu's waist, holding her head close.
"What, are you going to see some other man?" Fu Qianchen opened his sleepy eyes, a hint of coldness glinting in his handsome eyes.
Feng Yu bit down hard on Fu Qianchen's arm. The pain didn't make him loosen his hold on her.
It wasn't until Feng Yu tasted the blood in her mouth that she let go in surprise. Looking up, she met Fu Qianchen's deep and gloomy gaze.
"You..."
Before Feng Yu could finish her words, he flipped her over and pinned her down on the bed, pinning her hands above her head. His body pressed against her legs, and one hand undid the collar of his shirt, revealing his strong chest.
"Fu... Fu Qianchen, don't do anything crazy." Feng Yu was in pain from being pressed down by Fu Qianchen. Her face was extremely pale. Looking at Fu Qianchen, he seemed like a wild beast with red eyes.
"You've been testing my patience again and again. You know..."
Feng Yu bit her lip tightly, looking at Fu Qianchen with annoyance in her eyes. As soon as Fu Qianchen relaxed his hold, she didn't hesitate to kick him in the body.
Fu Qianchen let go of Feng Yu. After she was freed, she quickly jumped out of bed. Just as she was feeling triumphant and about to leave, she noticed Fu Qianchen curled up on the bed, groaning.
Her heart sank. She quickly walked over to him. Taking a closer look, she saw that Fu Qianchen's face was pale and his forehead was covered in fine sweat.
"Are you okay? Don't scare me." Feng Yu was worried. Her voice trembled. She quickly checked Fu Qianchen's body, but she couldn't find out what was wrong.
In the end, she had no choice but to call the emergency number. When Fu Qianchen was on the stretcher, he grabbed Feng Yu's wrist and looked at her, saying, "You have to be responsible for me. Stay with me."
Feng Yu naturally couldn't refuse and had to agree.
Looking at her phone, she could only keep apologizing to Yi Chen, explaining that she couldn't go.
Yi Chen, who had been waiting for Feng Yu at the race site, involuntarily tightened his grip on his phone after seeing the text message from Feng Yu. His expression was extremely ugly.
"Brother Yi! What are you standing there for? It's time for the race." A teammate in a racing suit urged Yi Chen.
Yi Chen put away his phone dejectedly and then got into the racing car. He turned the key, and the car rushed forward as if out of control. Everyone on the scene was startled by the sound of the car, and then there were loud cheers.
"Yi Chen! Yi Chen! The racing god is back!"
"So touching. It's the familiar license plate number! The god of racing has returned."
Everyone cheered for Yi Chen, but Yi Chen was extremely depressed. It was as if something was blocking his heart. He heard his teammate's voice.
"Brother Yi, you're acting really strange. Could it be that you've really fallen for that woman named Feng Yu..."
"Shut up!" As soon as Yi Chen finished speaking, the car speeded up again. He directly overtook four or five racing cars in a row. The people on the scene were so excited that they stood up and waved the flags in their hands, shouting Yi Chen's name.
Yi Chen kept accelerating until he stepped on the accelerator all the way down. An Qing, who was sitting in the spectator stand, naturally noticed that Yi Chen was acting recklessly. This made her a little worried.
Sure enough, the cars behind were sandwiching him from both sides, seemingly trying to get him out of the race first. After Yi Chen noticed, he seemed not afraid of death at all. He just drove past their cars.
The collision between the cars sparked. The people on both sides didn't expect Yi Chen to be so bold as to collide with them! They quickly slowed down.
"He's crazy! Is this guy crazy!" An Qing in the spectator stand couldn't stand it anymore. She roared. As someone close to Yi Chen, how could she not know what Yi Chen was doing!
She quickly ran down from the spectator stand and came to the coach. The coach was obviously surprised when he saw An Qing.
"An Qing, long time no see. Why are you back?"
An Qing's eyes were always on Yi Chen's car. She gritted her teeth and glanced at the coach, then picked up the walkie - talkie.
"Yi Chen, are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing?"
Yi Chen clearly seemed impatient when he heard An Qing's voice. Finally, he just turned off the microphone.
"An Qing, you underestimate Yi Chen too much. After you separated, he spent a week practicing this racing skill 24 hours a day. He's already mastered it."
Hearing what the coach said, An Qing was obviously surprised. A week? 24 hours a day...
An Qing still remembered that when Yi Chen first used this racing skill, he had to lie in the hospital bed for four or five months. Even the doctor almost gave up on the treatment. Fortunately, he met Qiu Chunlai and was pulled back from the gates of hell.
Now, he actually...
An Qing lowered her eyes and tightened her lips.
"Wow! Isn't this the long - lost racing skill! God Yi! He's using it!"
Just then, at a turn, Yi Chen's car made a sharp turn. The car spun 360 degrees, sparking against the ground, and then stood upright! The whole scene was filled with cheers and amazement.
A red racing car came charging straight at Yi Chen! Everyone on the scene was stunned and let out a scream.
A smile appeared on Yi Chen's face. He swayed his car and directly threw the red racing car out!
There were another series of cheers on the scene, and Yi Chen speeded up.
Finally, he stopped steadily at the finish line.
An Qing's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell. After Yi Chen got out of the car, she quickly ran towards him. However, Yi Chen ignored her and left the race site directly.
The coach shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene. He knew that Yi Chen was really in love with that woman named Feng Yu.
An Qing quickly came to the lounge where Yi Chen was. She hugged him tightly.
"Brother Yi, why don't you listen to my explanation? I left back then because I had something important to do."
Yi Chen stopped walking. He glanced at An Qing, who was hugging him tightly, and then pushed her away. An Qing, who was already thin, took several steps back.
"What's the point of your explanation to me?"
An Qing looked at Yi Chen. It was impossible not to be sad when she saw the indifference and determination in his eyes.
"Don't bother me anymore in the future. My heart already belongs to someone else."
An Qing fell silent. She didn't say anything else. She just kept her head down, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.
After Yi Chen left, he took out his phone and tried to contact Feng Yu, but he still couldn't get through.
"You must be Yi Chen!"
Yi Chen looked up. His way was blocked by four or five men in racing suits. Yi Chen frowned tightly.
"I'm going to avenge our team leader!" After saying that, the four or five men took out their weapons.