MTL - The Married Wife is a Boss: Lord Mo is Super Fond of Him!-Chapter 187 Bet on who will come first
Chapter 187 Bet Who Will Get First
After getting out of the car wearing masks, Shen Xingluo and No. 015 went straight to the registration gate.
Fill in the information, and the two walked inside.
"Sister Jiu'er, where are we going?"
015 followed behind Shen Xingluo, looking around and asking.
People come and go here, but most of them are wearing racing suits and wearing various helmets. Just looking at it makes people excited.
"Go get dressed!"
Shen Xingluo walked a little bigger than before after speaking, and entered the background.
Looking at Shen Xingluo and No. 015 who disappeared at the backstage door, Jiang Shaomo took out his mobile phone at the registration desk.
"Master, Madam went to the backstage of the arena!"
He truthfully reported everything he saw to Mo Yuchen.
Backstage?
Mo Yuchen frowned, what was she doing backstage?
"Master, do you want to send someone..."
Jiang Shaomo asked.
"No! She will show up."
Mo Yuchen stopped, since she came to this arena, he would definitely see her.
As for the real purpose of her coming here, he will naturally know.
Mo Aotian, who was chatting with people, caught a glimpse of Mo Yuchen who was hanging up the phone, and he walked towards Mo Yuchen.
"Yuchen, how about we make a bet?"
"Oh?"
Mo Yuchen stared at him indifferently.
"Let's bet, who will win the top 100 player?"
Mo Aotian chuckled lightly, looking sideways at the huge playing field under the stage.
On the huge screen right in front of them is the order of appearances for today's game.
"I am not interested."
Mo Yuchen lowered his head and said in disgust.
"The bet, Dongling Manor in the south of the city. If you win, I will give you this manor, how about it?"
Mo Aotian raised his brows and sat on the chair beside Mo Yuchen with great confidence.
Mo Yuchen: "..."
As usual, he would never have any interest.
But, if he remembered correctly, the eastern suburb manor in the south of the city was not under the name of Shen Zhiqiang?
"It is said that the manor is the inheritance of Shen Xingluo's grandfather."
Seeing that Mo Yuchen didn't speak, the confidence on Mo Aotian's face was growing, what choice would Mo Yuchen make?
Accept or reject?
He said that no matter how well Mo Yuchen hides, he has a way to try out his true attitude towards Shen Xingluo!
Although he couldn't understand how Mo Yuchen, a good-looking normal person, could fall in love with a idiot like Shen Xingluo who wanted to be out of shape!
But Mo Yuchen is not an ordinary person, and it is extremely normal that he does not take an ordinary path.
"What I want, I don't need others to give up."
Mo Yuchen said gloomily.
Mo Aotian's mind, how could he not know.
is nothing more than trying to test his attitude towards Shen Xingluo.
Mo Aotian: "..."
Hand in hand?
Mo Yuchen is really big!
He really thought he could win?
"However, if it is exchanged for fifty million in cash, I am very interested."
Turning his head, Mo Yuchen stared at Mo Aotian's unhappy face and smiled lightly.
These 50 million were just used to make Shen Xingluo happy.
"Okay. It's just that I don't know when Yuchen became so fond of money."
Mo Aotian agreed immediately.
50 million may be an unattainable number for the compulsive people, but for the Mohists, it is just like 50,000 for ordinary people.
"Who doesn't love money."
Mo Yuchen smiled contemptuously.
One sentence made Mo Aotian speechless.
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After changing clothes, Shen Xingluo put on the work card he just received from the staff member, and walked towards No. 015 with another staff member's work card.
"Here, yours."
Holding the red and black helmet in one hand, she stuffed the work card into No. 015's chest.
"Wow, Sister Jiu'er, you are too handsome!"
No. 015, who took his eyes back, saw Shen Xingluo wearing a red racing suit, his eyes lit up instantly.
"I can't talk about being handsome right now. It's not too late for you to praise me when I'm on the battlefield!"
After saying that, Shen Xingluo put on his helmet.
After all, Mo Yuchen and Mo Aotian are here. If they are found, then she will not be able to explain clearly.
"Let's go, find my car, and practice your hands!"
Lifting his feet, Shen Xingluo walked towards the row of racing cars behind.
Her sort number is 09.
Naturally, it was also the No. 09 car.
Although this is International Racing Day, it is not as formal as a professional race, and the car does not need to be prepared by itself, but by the race system.
After all, there are not only racers who are not professional racers, but also regular racers.
The regular racers don’t say they stay in the race car all year round. Even the race car they designed is not something that ordinary people can drive.
Therefore, now all the racing cars are provided by the competition system, treating them equally, and trying to achieve fairness and openness as much as possible.
Led by the staff, Shen Xingluo found her exclusive car, No. 09.
Pure black racing!
Low-key and cool!
"Little baby, here I come."
Opened the car door, Shen Xingluo got into the car and pulled the seat belt on.
Gently stroked the steering wheel.
From now on, she and it will advance and retreat together, share honor and disgrace.
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With the host on stage.
One by one racing cars appeared in everyone’s sight, and thousands of spectators were filled with people,
screams, one after another.
There were even more people cheering.
Sitting at the top, Mo Yuchen looked at the hundred cars on the racing track through a glass. He was not sure who could win the race.
"Yuchen, I think No. 01 seems to be a good one, and it's a sure win."
Mo Aotian stared at No. 01 with his head down.
If he remembered correctly, the race six years ago was also the champion of No. 01, and the car he was driving was also the current car of No. 01.
According to the current operation of No. 01, he seems to be No. 01 six years ago.
"Really? Then I'll choose No. 09."
Mo Yuchen's eyes fell on the No. 9 car, which was ranked 99th.
Immediately, he was afraid to catch a glimpse of the sunny boy behind the fence.
It's him!
The boy who was with Shen Xingluo and Song Jingmian in country T!
So, the person who followed Shen Xingluo was actually him?
Suddenly, there was a deep meaning hidden in his deep eyes.
"Number 9? Are you sure?"
Mo Aotian searched around and found the No. 9 racing car that Mo Yuchen was talking about.
was originally number 100, but the number 9 was number 99.
Mo Yuchen, is this trying to lose to him on purpose?
"Well, sure."
Mo Yuchen's eyes followed closely.
Intuition told him that the person who was operating everything in the car was her!
Shen Xingluo!
His intuition is always accurate!
(end of this chapter)
