After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Chapter 330 World Racing League - China Cup (Part )

As the morning qualifying session came to an end, Shen Shu had just finished his last set of reaction sensitivity training.

"I asked the nutritionist to change my diet and have a sugar-controlled meal for lunch today."

Song Yun walked forward and turned off the electronic training equipment, and seemed to casually pull Shen Shu, who was sitting in front of the equipment, into his slender arms.

He casually lifted his eyelids, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his lips. Although what he said was obviously normal, Shen Shu inexplicably heard a hint of ambiguity.

Sensing the other person's scorching body temperature, she subconsciously stepped back, but was grabbed by the other person's waist and forced forward.

"Why have you been avoiding me all day? You were so aggressive when you kissed me last night..."

Before Song Yun could finish his words, Shen Shu blushed and quickly raised her hand to cover his lips like a guilty thief.

"Don't mention what happened last night! It was just a bet, it means nothing!" She deliberately lowered her voice and looked around the training room as she spoke, fearing that someone would suddenly break in and discover their "affair".

A warm and wet feeling came from the palm of his hand, and Shen Shu's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly withdrew the hand that was covering his lips.

"Are you a dog?"

Song Yun chuckled softly, and the pair of deep and delicate eyes under the silver hair revealed an unfathomable black, deep and extremely attractive.

He held the girl's waist tightly and whispered in her ear, "Yes, this dog belongs only to you."

"Last night didn't count for anything? Humph, forget it."

The lazy and unruly voice made people's ears numb. Without giving Shen Shu a chance to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her forcefully.

As they nibbled and rubbed, Song Yun's breathing grew heavier. In stark contrast to the gentleness and softness of last night, this kiss was a raging, possessive kiss that simultaneously shattered Shen Shu's thoughts and rationality. Her hands were clasped behind her back, forcing her to lift her slender neck and endure the pressure.

In the quiet training room, the temperature soared, sparks flew, and it was hard to separate.

At lunchtime, Shen Shu deliberately chose a seat farthest from Song Yun to avoid suspicion. She was fearless, but what she feared most now was being chased by a man for status.

Song Yun curled his lips in satisfaction, knowing full well that he couldn't push her too hard. Given Shen Shu's personality, he'd have to take things slow and patient. But with her style in the brothel, it was only a matter of time before she became a famous woman.

His eyes swept across Shen Shu's slightly swollen lips, and Xu Heqing looked at Song Yun with gloomy eyes, and the knife and fork in his hand made a harsh sound as they rubbed against the plate.

Bill, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but shudder. He felt that his vice president was like a damp male ghost who couldn't get the love he wanted, which was really creepy.

"After dinner, I'll check the wound and apply some medicine on you."

Hearing Xu Heqing's words, Shen Shu nodded without any doubt.

Because of the location of the wound, Shen Shu was a little embarrassed at first, but after putting Xu Heqing in the shoes of the surgeon, she accepted it calmly.

The bullet wound on the slender white waist was very glaring and eye-catching. The beauty shattered by violence is always unbearable to look at.

Sensing Xu Heqing's glance, Shen Shu closed his eyes helplessly: "I used a little force at the beginning of the qualifying round, so the wound is bleeding slightly."

The muscles on the sides of her waist were easily affected, and she had to grit her teeth and endure the pain of the wound tearing throughout the competition.

Xu Heqing applied the cool ointment on the wound carefully and meticulously. The peach blossom eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses were deep and serious, even a little pious, as if he was maintaining an expensive and fragile piece of porcelain.

"Doctor Xu, will my wound leave a scar?"

Hearing this name from her mouth for the first time, Xu Heqing couldn't help but curl his lips and smile: "It won't happen as long as I'm here."

Shen Shu finally felt relieved, as she trusted Xu Heqing's suturing skills.

Girls all love beauty, and no one wants to leave such obvious marks on their waist.

The wound was bandaged again, and just as she was about to go out, Xu Heqing suddenly came forward and gently hugged her.

A tall figure loomed over him: "Come on, my Mist, I'll be waiting for you at the finish line."

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The final results of the qualifying race were updated, and Shen Shu's starting position was in the middle.

Normally, it would be a pretty good result for an underage female driver to achieve this lap time in her first major race.

But her fans now look as dejected as eggplants hit by frost.

Because everyone knew that this was not her limit at all. If No. 26 hadn't been causing trouble, wouldn't she have been able to fight Shang Jie in the main match this afternoon?

Now the gap between the two's starting positions is too big, and in addition, Shen Shu didn't show any ability to overtake or adapt in the qualifying round, so there is no hope at all.

Let alone winning the championship, even being able to finish in the top ten would be a miracle.

Car races are interesting because of the passionate competition between people chasing each other. Now the race has become a personal show belonging to Shang Jie, and many people suddenly find it boring.

Just when the fans were not paying attention to the race, a commercial vehicle with a Bauhinia license plate, protected by special police vehicles in front and back, appeared in sight and drove towards the P room of the Baituo team with a strong sense of purpose.

"It's the Hong Kong Chief Executive's car! He's actually here at the race!"

"Oh my god, not only Chief Executive Xu, but also Secretary Chen is here!"

In full view of everyone, Shen Shu came out to greet them, and the group walked into the P room chatting and laughing.

It didn't seem like a polite exchange, but more like a familiarity. You have to know that in Hong Kong, there are only a handful of people who can invite the Chief Executive, a figure like that.

The most perceptive minds immediately recalled the rumors of the turmoil in Hong Kong's political circles that night. It was especially hard not to wonder when the normally restless reporters suddenly put their cameras away.

Someone had just been giving Shen Shu a hard time this morning, and the government came to help him this afternoon...

Many people couldn't help but shudder. Who would have thought that Shen Shu, the fledgling star driver, was not only not a pushover, but on the contrary had such a strong background!

Feng Jingwen's face turned pale instantly and her whole body was shaking like a sieve.

For her and the Feng family behind her, the position of Chief Executive of Hong Kong, which stands at the pinnacle of power, is a height that they cannot reach even after several generations of accumulation.

How could Shen Shu, whose family had fallen on hard times, be involved with someone from this class? If she found out what he had done...

Qin Qiwei's lips were trembling, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

Amidst various discussions, the main competition officially kicked off.

Five red lights lit up one by one and then went out at the same time.

Hundreds of racing cars rushed out of the starting point, and Shen Shu's road to becoming a god had just begun.