Chapter 52

Yuxuan pushed away Li Beichen's arm imprisoned in her waist, slightly raised his chin, looked directly at him and said stubbornly, "Mr. Li, please let me compete with him."

"You're tired. You should go back." The handsome face, a pair of lacquered black eyes, as cold and fierce as a blade, and a faint smell of cunning, makes people dare not look directly.

But Yuxuan didn't see it at all. He smiled shallowly, and the dimple rippled and opened an arc, "I'm not tired."

What, she learned to disobey him?

People have a bottom line, and Li Beichen's bottom line is unfathomable.

Sheng Yilun looked at Li Beichen's expression, hissed softly, and then laughed lazily, with some unclear meaning, "Mr. Li, is eager to protect his wife?" While talking, he had pulled Shi Yuxuan from Li Beichen and continued: "Mr. Li, please rest assured that I will send Mrs. Li back to you safely."

Staring at Sheng Yilun's hand on Yuxuan's arm, a trace of disgust clearly crossed Li Beichen's eyes, and the momentum emitted all over made people subconsciously want to escape.

Shi Yuxuan's heart "clattered" for a moment. She bit her lips tightly, collected her emotions, and turned to smile.

"Mr. Li, I'll play and I'll be back soon." The radian of the open mouth and deep dimples are reduced to a clear face, but they are "flattering".

Oh, to make this woman so "humble", it's not so much that she wants to race with that man on the track, but rather that she wants to take this opportunity to get along with that man alone.

It seems that the relationship is really extraordinary.

Shi Yuxuan, some things are principled.

In particular, as Mrs. Li.

The corner of Li Beichen's mouth was hooked and flashed a cold color. She had met his thunder point. He slowly took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and smoked slowly. The light white smoke, spitting out from the cool thin lips, covered Li Beichen's already handsome face with a layer of mystery.

Introverted and low-key man, with a little evil, dazzling and dangerous.

Yuxuan avoided Li Beichen, with exploratory eyes. For a time, the atmosphere of the three people was quiet and treacherous.

Seeing this, Sheng Yilun picked up his slender eyebrows and hung his eyes. His eyes fell on Shi Yuxuan. His tone was careless: "since you want to race, don't get on the bus." As soon as he finished, he calmly took out the car key and stepped on his more than 10 million McLaren P1.

Yuxuan just turned around to go to her sports car, but he felt a fierce spirit behind him. She trembled and turned her head rigidly. Even if Li Beichen stood in the shadow and couldn't see his expression clearly, Yuxuan's heart twitched violently without origin, and there was never a chill all over her body. Intuition told her that if she disobeyed Li Beichen's meaning, her situation would be very dangerous.

But

"Mr. Li, wait for me a little longer." Yuxuan smiled at him again.

Li Beichen didn't speak. His eyes were as sharp as a whirl, which made people unable to see what he thought, what he thought

There was a gunshot.

The wonderful engine excites the eardrum fiercely.

No surprise, Sheng Yilun's McLaren P1 was far ahead and galloped wildly on the track. The domineering models and impeccable driving skills make the audience excited!

Sure enough, she never beat him.

Sheng Yilun, or Sheng Yilun.

It's like going back to three years ago, racing, swallowing, drinking, jumping hippop, and singing. When she was young and frivolous, she went crazy with him heartlessly.

However

12C caught up with the P1 car at the extreme speed. When Yuxuan wanted to drift in the corner, the McLaren P1 suddenly turned 180 degrees and blocked in front of 12C!

"Sheng Yilun, are you crazy?!"

The quick brake sharply tore the night