Everyone was looking at Mi Yunqing, and Mi Yunqing only felt his face burning. He had hired a professional racer, and yet he still lost. This really made him feel stifled. He said, "I was letting you win earlier; otherwise, you wouldn't have had a chance to overtake me at the end."
He Lingzhi snorted and said, "So what's the outcome?"
Mi Yunqing's face looked even more unpleasant, and finally, he said resentfully, "Alright, I lost."
"So our bet..." He Lingzhi extended her right hand, and her fair white fingers made a few hooks.
"Hey, Mi Yunqing, you're not thinking of reneging, are you?"
"Exactly, can't bear to part with it? Are you even a man? Lingzhi even bet herself for you, which is worth way more than your car."
"How can our racing empress be measured with money? Mi Yunqing, don't be so bashful, just hand over the wager."
