Chapter 172: Don’t Beg Me When the Time Comes
Lin Yan selected her car, opened the door, and sat in the driver’s seat.
Pei Yutang immediately dived in right after her.
“What are you doing?” Lin Yan watched Pei Yutang in confusion.
Pei Yutang fastened his seatbelt quickly and replied, “We are fleeing together, of course. Sister Yan, aren’t you taking me along?”
He looked even more puzzled than Lin Yan. Judging from her expression, she didn’t seem too willing to bring him along. Could she not have any intention of fleeing with him?
Lin Yan sighed at the sight of this little rascal. How could he have such a wild imagination? When had she said that she would flee with him? She hadn’t said a single word about this. How had he managed to come up with this idea?
“Get out.” Lin Yan peered at Pei Yutang and waved her fists.
“I won’t!” Pei Yutang shook his head violently. “Sister Yan, you can’t do this to me! We have to escape together!”
“Are you getting out or not?” The corners of Lin Yan’s mouth twitched as she addressed Pei Yutang sharply.
“I am not! I would rather die than get out!” Pei Yutang sounded determined.
“Alright, it’s your choice. Don’t beg me when the time comes,” Lin Yan warned him with a casual shrug.
She had already asked him to get out, but he insisted on defying her. Hence, this wouldn’t be her fault.
Most experienced navigators who had undergone special training wouldn’t even dare take her car.
Lin Yan ignored Pei Yutang and began to test the clutch. Next, she glanced at the accelerator and brakes.
Seconds later, the signal was heard.
At the signal, Speed’s racers ignited their engines with a pleasant sound.
In the blink of an eye, all the cars sped off at lightning speed and vanished in the next few seconds.
Lin Yan was still trying to familiarize herself with the car and wipe away the dust on the steering wheel.
“Sister Yan, what are you doing? Are we fleeing or not?” Pei Yutang gazed at Lin Yan, looking confused.
“Why are you rushing me? I haven’t lost the race. It’s not too late to flee after I’ve lost.” Lin Yan stole a glance at Pei Yutang.
Pei Yutang, who was taken aback by Lin Yan’s words, mulled it over… Her words seemed logical. She hadn’t lost the race, so why should they flee? If Lin Yan really lost, they could both flee and spite Song Yaonan on purpose.
“But… Even if you want to race… Sister Yan, can you start the car? You won’t be able to see them soon!” blurted Pei Yutang anxiously.
Lin Yan didn’t respond. She merely threw her phone to Pei Yutang.
Instinctively, Pei Yutang caught Lin Yan’s phone, looking perplexed. What was she trying to do?
“Sister Yan, I have a phone. I don’t need yours.” Pei Yutang peered at Lin Yan.
“You think too much. Play an upbeat, thrilling song for me. I want songs that could make me burn up with excitement instantly. Otherwise, I won’t be in the mood to race,” quipped Lin Yan impatiently.
Competing with Speed’s racers, who were only at level two… would be boring. She simply couldn’t get excited enough about it.
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Outside of the track, ZH1’s members eyed the stationary orange car intently and shook their heads.
“What have we done? Why did we even allow that ignorant woman to wear our uniform and take our car? Is she sitting there as a form of punishment?” A ZH1 racer scoffed loudly.