Rebirth Sweet Wife, Super Cute-Chapter 61: Can I Win That 100 Million?

"Gentlemen, calm down, relax. Here’s the situation: there’s another player who wants to join the ’Death Race’."

"Join if he wants, what’s the big deal?" The wealthy player was clearly impatient.

"This one’s different. He wants to be your wealthy player." The host’s gaze swept over the eight wealthy players.

"What???!!!"

"What???!!!"

The wealthy players looked at each other in disbelief.

To become a wealthy player one must be rich or noble, and now someone wants to be the wealthy player for these wealthy players, and for all eight at once.

In other words, he’s going to bet eighty million on his own.

"Heh... what a bold move, what an arrogant tone. Invite the person over, let’s see who this big spender is."

"Yeah, go call..." that person realized the other might be a big shot and softened their tone, "Quickly invite him!"

The host shook his head and took out a death contract and an agreement, "Everyone, that person is unwilling to come. To show his sincerity, the death contract amount is raised from eighty million to a hundred million."

"Moreover, you can team up, eight against one. As long as one of you reaches the finish line before him, you win." The host said, "If you agree, please sign your names."

The host handed out the death contract, which clearly stated the amount of 100,000,000.

The eight wealthy players were dumbfounded. Whoa, does that person have a screw loose?

All eight of them together, even if they can’t attack him at will, there are eight of them, and with a little cooperation, they could trap him.

As long as one of them reaches the finish line before him, it would be too easy.

"Guys, what are you waiting for, sign it, it’s a hundred million!"

"Exactly, only a fool wouldn’t sign it!"

The eight wealthy players hurriedly signed their names on the death contract.

Bai Haoxue impatiently knocked on the car window, "Hey, whatever you want to do, it’s none of my business. But there’s gotta be some order, right!"

The host said, "Beautiful lady, you need not worry. The man said his participation doesn’t affect you at all. You and he are like two separate entities in the game, playing together!"

"Cool!" Bai Haoxue said, "As long as it doesn’t affect me, whatever."

"Alright, since everyone’s agreed, I will go get..."

Before the host could finish, a silver Rolls-Royce pulled up next to Bai Haoxue.

However, the car windows were specially tinted, so those outside couldn’t see inside, but he could see outside.

Bai Haoxue’s fingers randomly tapped on the steering wheel, as if she were playing a piano.

Inside the Rolls-Royce, a man wearing an icy mask had a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes that were particularly striking.

Watching the girl looking impatient yet nonchalant in the car, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward.

The upward tilt of his alluring peach blossom eyes shimmered coldly, giving off a warm yet chilling effect, while exuding a hawk-like sharpness.

Strange? Why does it always feel like someone is watching her?

Suddenly, Bai Haoxue rolled down her window and gestured toward the window of the Rolls-Royce.

The person inside rolled down the window just a tiny, almost negligible crack.

"Tch, pretending to be mysterious," Bai Haoxue pouted.

No use opening it, she still couldn’t see the person inside clearly, only vaguely seeing that he wore a mask.

But who cares who he is? It’s not her concern.

What she’s curious about and cares about is, "Hey, big shot, if I reach the finish line before you, can I get that hundred million?"

Ji Hanyu: "..."