The City's Strongest Son-in-law-Chapter 840: I Only Underestimated You

Yue Qingshan’s delicate eyebrows instantly furrowed upon hearing this.

Ye Litian showing up?

If Ye Litian really shows up at the racetrack tomorrow, it wouldn’t be good for Su Changfeng, but Su Changfeng actually finds it exciting.

"Are you out of your mind, or did you slam it yourself? If Ye Litian shows up tomorrow, he’ll definitely cause trouble for you. Do you have some weird penchant for being mistreated or something?" Yue Qingshan said, holding her head.

"No matter what, Ye Litian is still an elder of mine. Even if he doesn’t want to admit it, I don’t really consider him an obstacle. However, it seems to me that to make a move against someone related to me by blood, there must be some excuse. If he doesn’t show up, where would I find an excuse to deal with him?" Su Changfeng said calmly.

Hearing this, Yue Qingshan couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Su Changfeng. This bastard’s thinking is truly different from ordinary people. Normally, people in such situations would be praying fervently that Ye Litian doesn’t show up tomorrow, but Su Changfeng, on the other hand, hopes that Ye Litian will appear.

On the day of the race.

When Su Changfeng arrived at the racetrack, Mu Yang and his crew were busily making final adjustments to the car.

Mu Yang felt incredibly nervous, almost like the time of his debut, as he had been away from the track and official competitions for several years. He also stayed away from the racing circle. Now that there was a chance for a comeback, he didn’t want to become a joke on the track and didn’t want to disappoint Su Changfeng who gave him this opportunity.

"How do you feel now?" Su Changfeng asked Mu Yang.

Mu Yang was obviously a bit too nervous, with sweat continually seeping from his forehead.

"Brother Su, you can rest assured, I will definitely give it my all," Mu Yang said.

"The ranking doesn’t matter. Besides, you’ve just come back, there’s no need to put such a big burden on your mind. Just complete the race safely," Su Changfeng said, patting Mu Yang’s shoulder a few times.

Mu Yang suddenly felt a lot of the pressure on him lift. Most people who sponsor racers hope that their racer can bring them honor. Mu Yang, who had mixed in this circle previously, particularly understood what the results represent.

He had even seen something particularly cruel before: a racer had his legs brutally broken on the spot by a patron for losing a race.

But Su Changfeng didn’t seem to care much about the results.

"Brother Su, as long as I have enough time to recover, I can definitely break into the world championship," Mu Yang said.

Such thoughts were shared by all the wealthy heirs here at the racetrack. Only by breaking into the world championship, could they gain face and also obtain recognition from their families.

It could be said that this goal is what any wealthy heir forming a racing team wants to achieve.

However, unlike those wealthy heirs, Su Changfeng saw no meaning in the world championship. He was merely using this opportunity to make some enemies among the wealthy heirs, so he could have legitimate excuses to confront them and then establish his power in M Country.

But this wasn’t something Mu Yang knew; all he could do now was exert effort on the track to prove his capabilities.

"Don’t put so much pressure on yourself," Su Changfeng said calmly.

Meanwhile, more and more spectators were arriving at the stands, and soon they were filled. Many fans even brought banners. It seemed like this game of the wealthy heirs had now become a trend.

The racing competition not only attracted everyone’s attention to the cars but also to the tall, graceful grid girls who were eye-catching.

Their long, slender white legs became the most beautiful scenery at the racetrack, but unfortunately, Su Changfeng couldn’t spare them more than a glance.

Once the race officially started, the roar of the car engines on the track sounded like beasts roaring.

In the eyes of most men, this was perhaps the most exhilarating sound besides women, and no man could remain calm in such noise. Even Su Changfeng stood up subconsciously.

The deep growl, the frantic roar of the engines, and the fast cars speeding down the track all showcased the irresistible allure of racing.

"Looking at it now, it seems Mu Yang doesn’t have hope of finishing in the top 3," Yue Qingshan said to Su Changfeng. After being away from the track for a while, Mu Yang obviously hadn’t adapted to such a race, only starting but already lagging behind the other racers.

"As long as he’s not last, it’s fine. You can’t measure Mu Yang now by the old standards," Su Changfeng responded.

"You’re quite open-minded, spending so much money and getting mediocre results," Yue Qingshan said, curling her lips.

Su Changfeng laughed a bit at her words before replying, "Even though the money was spent, it wasn’t mine, so I’m not distressed."

"How did Shangguan Sichen end up with someone like you? I wonder what bad deeds he committed in his past life," Yue Qingshan glared at Su Changfeng.

"The more money I spend, the happier Shangguan Sichen is. This is something you, as a woman, wouldn’t understand," Su Changfeng said.

"So what if I am a woman?" Yue Qingshan said, lifting her head and straightening her back, "Nowadays, women can also hold up half the sky. Don’t underestimate us."

Su Changfeng instinctively glanced down, quickly looked away, and nodded, "I don’t underestimate women, just you."

Yue Qingshan gritted her teeth in frustration at his words.

Meanwhile, Mu Yang’s car came into the pit, essentially signaling the end of the race now.

Not even making it into the top 5, Mu Yang looked visibly disappointed as he descended from the car, arms hanging dejectedly.

"Brother Su, I’ve let you down, I’m sorry." Approaching Su Changfeng, Mu Yang said with his head down. Though he had some expectations about his ranking initially, he didn’t expect it to be this poor.

He also made several mistakes during the race that shouldn’t have happened.