If they were to become the stakes, and Chu Gongyang carelessly lost the race, what would become of them?
At that moment, Lu Duo'er and Hu Ling's faces turned pale as a ghost.
Chu Gongyang had a wry smile on his face: "Mr. Hou, about these rules, can we possibly make an exception?"
"Make an exception? No way. Either we take them right now, or you win and take them with you. Your choice."
Hou sneered coldly.
Chu Gongyang looked at Lu Duo'er with difficulty, "Duo'er, this..."
Just then, Zhuo Mengxuan giggled: "Mr. Chu, aren't your driving skills top-notch here? What are you afraid of? Haven't you always won? This should just be a formality for you."
Thankfully, Chu Gongyang was an excellent driver.
Hu Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, whereas panic flashed in Lu Duo'er's eyes.
She didn't trust Chu Gongyang.
But at this moment, a choice clearly had to be made.
And racing in the car was the best choice.
