Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 956 - 0: Is the Show About to Start?

When this scene was broadcasted on the big screen, everyone froze, their faces full of shock. Not only were they stunned, but their mouths also instinctively gaped open, each of them looking as if they’d seen a ghost, filled with disbelief!

He... he made it through?

And he did it using a drift that could rival one right out of a textbook?

Everyone thought they must be hallucinating. At such a high speed, how could it even be possible to make it through such a sharp curve?

But the reality was indisputable—Ye Xunhuan not only made it through but did so flawlessly. What’s more, he sent a car ahead of him flying off the track, rendering it completely totaled.

White Rose watched the scene unfold with a calm expression, her face devoid of any emotion.

After navigating that sharp turn, Ye Xunhuan didn’t slow down but instead surged forward again. Like a blue tornado, he kept charging ahead. Shockingly, he started intentionally colliding with the other cars one after another, as if he was thoroughly enjoying himself. Occasionally, he’d throw in a drift or a fishtail maneuver for good measure.

By this point, the combined value of the cars Ye Xunhuan had damaged easily exceeded hundreds of millions!

If Ye Xunhuan had seemed mediocre in the first half of the race, now he could only be described as having undergone a super transformation.

At this moment, the race had completely turned into his playground, his personal stage.

All the race cars seemed to have become toys for him to destroy at will.

Yes, destroy.

At this point, none of the cars could even touch Ye Xunhuan—unless he wanted to collide with them. Otherwise, getting close to him was impossible.

He had undergone a stunning metamorphosis.

White Rose, watching the race details on the screen, murmured, "Looks like you’ve had enough fun!"

She knew all too well how skilled Ye Xunhuan was behind the wheel. Even though he had been playing it safe in the first half of the race, White Rose understood that once he decided to rise to the occasion, he would leave everyone in awe and fear.

Just like now!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The dull sound of impacts echoed continuously as Ye Xunhuan crashed into the cars ahead and those on either side of him. After each collision, he would suddenly accelerate, followed by another fishtail maneuver!

At this moment, Tang Yurou, who initially had been terrified, had gradually calmed down completely. Her gaze flickered back and forth between Ye Xunhuan and the scene outside.

Now, Tang Yurou suddenly realized that Ye Xunhuan always had a way of surprising people. Just like with the earlier sharp curve—everyone thought he would crash into the guardrail and plummet off the track. Who would have thought it would turn out to be a thrilling but perfectly executed maneuver?

Gazing at Ye Xunhuan’s face, which was lit up with exhilaration, Tang Yurou had the distinct feeling that he looked just like a child who had found a toy they loved, completely lost in joy.

"Xiao Yurou, did you see that idiot Wei Shengjin?" Ye Xunhuan asked lightly. At the same time, he casually pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a slow drag. frёewebnoѵēl.com

If the crowd outside had witnessed this, their jaws would have dropped to the floor in shock.

After all, this was a street race—a dangerous no-rules brawl where one small mistake could mean a deadly crash! While everyone else appeared fully concentrated, afraid to make the slightest error, Ye Xunhuan seemed entirely at ease—so much so that he had the leisure to light a cigarette.

"I didn’t see him!" Tang Yurou shook her head slightly. "Xunhuan, have you always been into street racing?"

"Not really," Ye Xunhuan said, shaking his head. "Only occasionally."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"But you..."

Knowing what she was about to say, Ye Xunhuan chuckled and said, "Xiao Yurou, if someone was chasing you with a rocket launcher, I bet you’d pick up a few skills too..."

Tang Yurou froze upon hearing this. Her face turned to one of disbelief as she looked at Ye Xunhuan. "You... You’ve actually been chased by someone wielding a rocket launcher...?"

Ye Xunhuan merely smiled and said nothing.

Seeing the grin on his face, Tang Yurou knew she had gotten the answer she wanted.

Her heart ached inexplicably in that moment. What had he gone through in the past?

How could someone in this supposed era of peace experience something as insane as being targeted with a rocket launcher?

As Tang Yurou’s thoughts drifted, Ye Xunhuan’s voice suddenly broke in: "Xiao Yurou, hold on tight; there’s another sharp turn coming up..."

With that, Ye Xunhuan abruptly accelerated.

Those watching the race via the big screen froze in shock when they saw Ye Xunhuan speeding up—for a tight curve no less. Instantly, their expressions changed!

"He’s insane! This guy is absolutely insane. That’s the Death Curve! He... He’s not even slowing down..."

Due to its treacherous terrain and winding roads, Jiulong Mountain—known for its "Nine Twists and Eighteen Turns"—had always been a favorite among drivers.

But of all its curves, none was more feared than the Death Curve, a relentless series of nine consecutive sharp turns. This stretch of road was notorious for fatal accidents, the most dreaded segment of the mountain.

Anyone making the slightest mistake here would likely pay the ultimate price.

But Ye Xunhuan didn’t slow down. He continued his reckless charge forward.

Did he think the Death Curve was no different from the earlier sharp turn?

The next moment, under everyone’s watchful gaze, Ye Xunhuan executed a stunning drift, breezing through the first turn with precision.

Before they could recover from their shock, another curve appeared ahead. Ye Xunhuan repeated his flawless drifting maneuver, dazzling the crowd yet again.

The audience was dumbfounded. This guy? He was drifting through all of them consecutively?

Was he planning to drift through every curve?

The crowd began to feel as if Ye Xunhuan wasn’t driving a race car, and this wasn’t some underground racing competition—instead, it felt like they were watching a live version of Mario Kart!

Under their incredulous gazes, Ye Xunhuan completed another turn with a perfect inertia drift. This time, his maneuver was so exquisite that it rivaled—or even surpassed—the legendary Takumi Fujiwara’s drifts in *Initial D*!

God of Cars!

The same two words appeared in unison in everyone’s minds.

With his masterful technique, Ye Xunhuan showed everyone what "Nine Consecutive Drifts" truly meant and redefined what an elite racer was capable of.

By the time he finished the Death Curve, Ye Xunhuan had left all the other cars far behind.

Witnessing his performance, the crowd knew that barring unforeseen circumstances, Ye Xunhuan was bound to win. Everyone else had already been reduced to his defeated rivals.

But, just as they were all certain of his imminent victory, Ye Xunhuan suddenly pulled his car over to a stop.

When Tang Yurou saw this, she blinked in confusion. "Xunhuan, what’s wrong?"

By now, Tang Yurou was unusually calm. It was as though being with Ye Xunhuan made her feel as if even if the sky were falling, he would be able to hold it up.

With him by her side, she felt an unprecedented sense of security. Even during the Death Curve, Tang Yurou hadn’t been the least bit frightened.

But what she couldn’t understand was why Ye Xunhuan had suddenly stopped the car.

Neither could the audience watching the race. This... What was this about?

Had something gone wrong with the Koenigsegg? Why else would he stop?

Malfunction?

No!

Among those who had some inkling of Ye Xunhuan’s past, only White Rose understood. Ye Xunhuan had stopped the car because he was waiting for Wei Shengjin. He wanted Wei Shengjin to experience despair—from the very depths of his soul.

"Is the real show about to begin?" White Rose murmured.