Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

However, although he is a rich second-generation, he is surprisingly clean in terms of relationships between men and women. On weekdays, except for his girlfriend who occasionally visits his team, I have never heard of him having any unclear entanglements with any female rider, not to mention that he has a godsister.

While thinking this in his mind, Old Li subconsciously looked up at Huangmao's convoy not far away.

There were quite a few people in Huangmao's team today. In addition to the three people who were already preparing for the race at the foot of the mountain, there were about seven or eight people standing there scattered around.

Unlike Lao Li's convoy which was composed entirely of men, Huang Mao's convoy had a more complex composition, with both men and women.

At this moment, when he took a quick glance, the first thing he saw was two or three female riders. These people often hung out in the west of the city. Old Li had met them several times before and had some impression of them.

He looked at them one by one and shook his head silently in his heart. Since these were not Huangmao's godsisters, there was only one possibility left.

Lao Li's eyes fell on a pink figure standing at the end of the convoy, who was looking up and talking to a female rider next to her.

At this time, Lin Xi happened to be looking over here. After receiving Lao Li's gaze, she was stunned at first, and then she gave him a well-behaved and polite smile.

"Isn't your sister the pink one?"

Please forgive Lao Li for his lack of words, but looking at Lin Xi standing among a group of riders who are dressed particularly "fashionably" and are tall and long-legged, she seems to be a size smaller.

No matter how hard Old Li racked his brains, he couldn't imagine a scene in which a girl who looked obedient and cute like a K-cat rode on a motorcycle that was not much shorter than her, speeding along a winding mountain road!

"What do you mean by 'pink and not smooth'? If you don't know how to use adjectives, don't use them randomly. My sister-in-law looks so obedient at this sight, just like the strawberry cake my girlfriend likes to eat. So adorable." The yellow-haired man glanced at Lao Li with dissatisfaction.

"She, she is well behaved, but are you sure she can ride a bike? This is not a rocking bike." After confirming that the adopted sister mentioned by the yellow-haired man was Lin Xi, Lao Li began to stutter. "With her body, can she even pedal, let alone ride a bike?"

Although he was short of money, he didn't want to risk anyone's life. Given the girl's body, she might not even be able to hold the bridle steady, let alone ride a bike.

"Nonsense, since she dares to compete with others, of course she can ride. Don't underestimate her."

Seeing his doubt, the yellow-haired man rolled his eyes. Although he had thought so before Lao Li and his group arrived and saw Lin Xi skillfully climb into the car, start the car, accelerate, sprint, and drift around corners, it did not prevent him from despising Lao Li, who was always surprised by things.

"Are you sure?" Old Li was obviously still skeptical.

"Tsk, do you want to compete or not? If not, take the money! Why are you hesitating?" Seeing that he was hesitating, the yellow-haired man made a click of his tongue impatiently and spread his hands towards him with a dissatisfied look.

"Compete! Of course I shouldn't, it's just that she wanted to compete herself, so she can't blame me if anything goes wrong."

Seeing that Huangmao was getting impatient, Lao Li gritted his teeth and finally agreed.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you did this earlier? You're always dithering and not like a manly person." Seeing that he agreed, the yellow-haired expression eased a lot and he said unhappily.

"How is she going to compare? Who is she going to compare with?"

"It doesn't matter who's in your team. The rules are the same. Whoever gets to the foot of the mountain first wins." The yellow-haired man curled his lips and added, "But no matter who wins, I won't give you less money."

As soon as Old Li heard it, he understood what this person meant. It was like the competition between servants and masters in ancient times. Although the master ordered the servant to try his best, if the servant really beat the master, the master would definitely be unhappy.

But if the servant loses too obviously, the master will be unhappy, so the best way to deal with it is to let the master win without being too deliberate.

Old Li was well versed in this kind of social etiquette, so he quickly showed an understanding expression, nodded to the yellow-haired man, said "I understand", and then walked towards his own motorcade.

Huang Mao looked at his strange expression and couldn't help but frowning. What did this guy understand? Lin Xi and him said that winning or losing doesn't matter, as long as you are happy. Is there any deeper meaning?

When Lao Li returned to the convoy, everyone in the team was already dejected, fully armed, and ready to ride away. Looking at the returning Lao Li, someone couldn't help but speak out.

"Boss, what were you talking about with that guy across the street? Did he say something unpleasant?"

"No." Old Li shook his head, his expression still a little dazed, "He wants to compete with us again."

"What? Another match? How?"

Old Li repeated what Huangmao had just said to him, but before he could react, He Yanyang, who was leaning against the side of the car with his head down pretending to be unwell, suddenly raised his head.

"What did you say?!"

"I said that the yellow-haired man was willing to spend 30,000 yuan to compete with us again in order to please his sister. As long as anyone can compete with his sister, no matter if he wins or loses, he will give us 30,000 yuan."

Old Li glanced coldly at He Yanyang who suddenly became emotional. He knew that He Yanyang had some relationship with Lin Xi. In order to deliberately annoy He Yanyang who fled at the last minute, he emphasized the words "sister" and "30,000 yuan" with extra emphasis, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, He Yanyang's face suddenly darkened. He kicked away the stone that was in the way at his feet, and walked towards Lin Xi who was not far away with a menacing look.

"Hey, what's wrong with Brother Yang?"

Seeing He Yanyang looking like he was possessed by an evil spirit, someone in the group immediately asked curiously.

"Humph! Don't worry about him. When we compete with that little girl later, give her some leniency."

Old Li glanced at He Yanyang's back, his eyes full of anticipation for a good show, then he snorted and chuckled, turned around and discussed with his men who should be sent to compete with Lin Xi.

Here, Huangmao returned to his team, smiled at Lin Xi, nodded and said, "I've already discussed it with them."

"Thank you, Brother Qi. I'm sorry for the expense." Lin Xi nodded and thanked him.

"What's there to thank me for? You've helped me so much this time. This is just 30,000 yuan. Just consider it as my thank you gift to you." The yellow-haired man shook his head nonchalantly, signaling Lin Xi not to take it to heart.

Lin Xi shook her head and said politely, "It's just a matter of words. I can't help much."

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