Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Jingyu smiled and said, "Thanks to you, I'm fine. Liang Lu takes good care of me."

Jing Xian couldn't tell for a moment whether Jing Yu was being sarcastic or not, so she just smiled and said, "Although his words are a bit sharp, he's still a very good person. You can learn a lot from him, right? Have you got any inspiration for the script yet?"

At this time, a tall and beautiful woman in cool and sexy clothes came over and said, "Jingxian, is this your sister?"

Jingxian nodded.

"Sister, can you drive?" The tall beauty has a very healthy wheat color, heavy European and American makeup on her face, two exaggerated earrings on her ears, her hands are placed on her hips in denim hot pants, and all ten fingers are adorned with bronze rings.

Jingyu nodded.

Yu Zhongyang scoffed: "Having a driver's license doesn't mean you can drive."

Jing Xian said, "Ayang, don't say that. Not everyone is as good as you and can drive any car well."

Jingyu: "Really? You can drive a tractor too?"

Yu Zhongyang: "...Stop talking nonsense."

Jing Xian: "Okay, stop arguing. Ayang, didn't you say you wanted to show me your newly modified car?"

Only then did Jingyu understand why Yu Zhongyang called her over. It was probably Jingxian's idea, and his purpose was to see her being the center of attention.

Jing Xian was surrounded by a crowd, standing in the center, with Yu Zhongyang beside her. She smiled brightly and listened intently as Yu Zhongyang introduced his new work.

"Interested in motorcycles?"

It was the tall beauty, with a cigarette in her mouth and her beautiful eyes staring at Jingyu.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yang Ying, the founder of Velocity." Yang Ying smiled and handed over a pack of cigarettes: "Want one?"

Yang Ying brought Jingyu into the warehouse, which was very large and filled with a whole row of colorful motorcycles.

"This was originally a farm for breeding, and I later bought it. These cars belong to members of the club, and most of them were modified by me."

"Master Yu is the wealthiest member here. The club's fame is largely due to him." Yang Ying took a drag on his cigarette. "He often brought Jing Xian here to play. Here, these are old photos."

The two of them stopped in front of a photo wall, which contained many photos of Yu Zhongyang riding a motorcycle, as well as Jing Xian's figure.

"You and Jingxian aren't real sisters, are you? You don't look alike, and I rarely hear her mention you."

"Ah."

Yang Ying glanced at the girl's delicate profile and chuckled, "If you're interested, you can try it. I have a lot of cars here."

On the other side, Jing Xian noticed Jing Yu and Yang Ying together, and the curve of her mouth narrowed slightly. She lowered her eyes, hiding the emotion in them.

At this time, Su Yunning came over with a group of young ladies. She handed Jing Xian a cup of Coke and said, "Ah Xian, this is for you from the handsome guy over there."

Jingxian looked up and saw a strange man she didn't know.

Yu Zhongyang was still talking about his transformation process, but when he noticed that Jing Xian was not listening, he frowned and followed Jing Xian's gaze to look at someone not far away.

"Damn it, why is Leica here too?"

Yu Yuan behind him said, "I think Sister Ying met him at the motorcycle show a few days ago. He wants to join Velocity."

Yu Zhongyang sneered: "Don't even think about it."

The feud between the two dates back to two years ago.

Yu Zhongyang's favorite motorcycle was snatched away by Leica. Accustomed to getting his way, he refused to relent when his possessions were suddenly snatched away, so he hired someone to wreck the motorcycle. Leica couldn't afford to offend the Yu family, but this was the beginning of a feud between the two.

Leica raised the Coke in her hand provocatively, squinting her eyes and smiling, "Beautiful sister, you're welcome."

Jing Xian noticed that Yu Zhongyang wanted to step forward, but he was quickly stopped by her: "Forget it, Yang, he did this on purpose, just to see you angry, don't fall into his trap."

Seeing this, Leica felt bored and left with a shrug.

At this time, Yang Ying and Jing Yu came over from the other side. Yu Zhongyang saw that Yang Ying had a bad temper and a fierce expression on his face: "Why is that annoying guy here?"

Yang Ying pressed the butt of his cigarette into the ashtray on the table beside him. He was not surprised by Yu Zhongyang's bad temper. "Leica has participated in many large and small competitions and is quite famous. He will bring some popularity to our place."

"Hmph, people like him can only attract the attention of superficial people." Yu Zhongyang looked disdainful.

Jingyu: "You say that as if you are so profound."

Yu Zhongyang was so angry that he jumped up and down: "What did you say?"

Jing Xian pulled Yu Zhongyang's clothes, trying to remind him that he shouldn't have this attitude towards Jing Yu.

Some time ago, she told me that she would pretend to pursue Jingyu to divert Jingyu's attention away from Liang Heyu. Why are they arguing again?

For the first time, Jingxian felt that Yu Zhongyang's bad temper was really out of control.

Yu Zhongyang did not notice Jing Xian's actions, but Jing Yu and Yang Ying noticed it.

Yang Ying was already used to it, but Jing Yu was a little thoughtful. After all, according to Jing Xian's personality, she should be happy to see Yu Zhongyang quarreling with her, so why did she try to stop them?

Fortunately, the original owner had a bad temper, so Jingyu didn't have to pretend at all. He rolled his eyes at Yu Zhongyang and walked out of the warehouse door.

"Damn, what do you mean?" Yu Zhongyang was so angry that he chased after her in two steps, but was grabbed by Jing Xian's arm.

Jing Xian said, "Ayang, control your temper a little. Don't you have a competition later?"

Yu Zhongyang then remembered that he should show Jingyu his masculine charm. He scratched his hair in frustration and said to Jingxian, "Wait, I will definitely win you today."

Yang Ying glanced at Jing Xian and left the two of them without saying anything.

The warehouse was filled with the smell of engine oil. Jingyu stood by the road, trying to get some fresh air. More and more people were gathering on both sides of the road. As night fell, headlights lit up beside the warehouse, illuminating the entire stretch of road.

At the beginning of the road, a black and white starting line for the race was set up at some point, and a black and white checkered flag was placed on the right. Many people gathered at the starting point to take photos and check in.

"Many of them are fans of the club." Yang Ying appeared behind Jing Yu, holding a helmet in his hand. "Have you ever ridden a motorcycle? Do you want me to take you for a ride?"

"Hey, Boss Yang, whose beauty is this?"

Leica jumped out from somewhere. He was wearing a motorcycle suit and his silver hair shone brightly under the headlights.

Jingyu tilted her head, and Leica saw her face clearly, her eyes widened: "Beautiful girl, is this your first time watching a competition?"

Yang Ying frowned: "Don't pick up girls in front of me."

"Don't be so rigid, maybe a beautiful girl will like my style." Leica made a very handsome gesture.

Jingyu had no patience for this kind of hitchhiker, and her expression instantly turned cold. But Leica, on the other hand, was easily fooled by cool beauties, and she moved closer. "To put it mildly, I'm the most handsome biker on this track. Do you want me to take you for a ride?"

Jingyu looked at the other person's face and replied with a half-smile: "Get lost."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Seeing Leica being humiliated, Yu Zhongyang laughed out loud without hesitation and instantly liked Jingyu.

He pushed Leica aside and put his hand on Jingyu's shoulder in a familiar manner: "You're bragging without thinking, and you're also the most handsome motorcyclist. Just kidding, I'm second to no one in terms of handsomeness."