Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Cheng Nuowen asked with a smile, "Do you believe it?"

There was a flash of sympathy in his eyes, and he didn't know who he was sympathizing with. He said in a flat tone: "It's really her style. Every day, she is either playing tricks or playing tricks behind her back."

Cheng Nuo didn't want to continue on this topic anymore, so he said cheerfully, "Come on, let's have a match and see if you can get my grandpa's true biography."

Yang Zhihao bent his lips and smiled, as if recalling the situation many years ago, when he was a young boy with a wealthy family.

But a sudden change...

Not only did he lose his parents, even everything left by his parents was taken away by his uncle.

From then on, the eldest uncle led his family to take possession of everything from his parents. Of course, there was also his good sister Yang Meiling who stood in front of him and taunted him from time to time.

It was only later, when he became sensible, that he understood some things.

Yang Zhihao put away his thoughts, and squinted at her: "Your hand?"

Cheng Nuo didn't like people always looking at her right hand, so she subconsciously curled up behind her back and raised her left hand: "I'm my grandfather's closed disciple, so what's wrong with my left hand?"

Yang Zhihao snorted her stubbornness with a sneer: "Okay, then don't say I bully you."

In fact, Cheng Nuo didn't know what to do, so he could only bite the bullet and said, "I don't have a car, so you have to lend me one, but I have to tell you in advance that I am poorer than the beggars on the street now, and the car crashed. , I will not pay."

Yang Zhihao rolled his eyes at her: "Stingy, who wants you to pay for it?"

After saying that, he asked his younger sister, Tong Yan, to pick out a good car for Cheng Nuo: "Well, the boss ordered you to give the car to this young lady."

The man who was sitting in the car with his hair dyed silver drooped his face when he heard this: "Boss, did you make a mistake? I just bought this car, and I haven't even warmed it up yet. I hand over the car to others!"

Tong Yan's eldest sister spat at him: "Stop talking nonsense, it's not that I won't pay you back."

The man stared sullenly at the slightly trembling right hand, and the woman with the bandaged left hand twitched. Isn't there any difference?

After lingering for a long time, Yang Zhihao still caught it out: "Don't embarrass me with this virtue, if it is scrapped, I will blame it."

The man immediately smiled happily and made a gesture of invitation to Cheng Nuo: "Miss Cheng, you can just drive. I don't care if you bump into anything that doesn't please you, as long as you are happy."

He looked like he finally got a chance to kill Yang Zhihao severely.

In the end, Yang Zhihao was also ruthless, so he called him by name and asked him to ride in the car.

Cheng Nuochong grinned at him who was terrified for a moment. She is not a fool, so she just begged for cooperation, and she didn't want to put her life on the line. When she was wearing the helmet, Gu Lanzhi grabbed her: "Really?"

Cheng Nuo hummed, and said, "You still don't understand my temper?"

Gu Lanzhi looked at her helplessly: "I understand my temper quite well, it's your current situation, I..."

Cheng Nuo patted him on the shoulder and interrupted him: "It's okay, I was taught by my grandfather."

Grandpa once praised her for her extraordinary talent, but later she fell in love with medicine and fell headfirst into it. Originally, when grandpa taught her, he also taught Gu Lanzhi. Let him learn.

Maybe even killing him would never have imagined that the racing car would come in handy one day. He sighed annoyedly, and could only repeatedly tell Cheng Nuo to be careful, and it didn't matter if he lost. He also said that Yang Zhihao just wanted to test their sincerity.

After all, they haven't seen each other for many years, Cheng Nuo doesn't know what kind of person Yang Zhihao has become now?

So she couldn't figure out his intention of racing, and always felt that this guy wanted to show his pride in front of her.

After playing, the cheers from his brothers around him were endless, but Cheng Nuo found it harsh no matter what he heard, and dared to say that she is a cripple who can't compare herself to Li Zhihao.
Seeing being forced to sit next to her, the silver-haired man said nervously and nonchalantly: "Let me explain first, it doesn't matter if the car crashes, I'm the only heir of the third generation of my family, so be careful, and if you lose a hair, it's nothing to worry about." You're not done."

Just like that, he has already emphasized the three generations of single pass no less than ten times, making it look like who is not single pass!
Cheng Nuo said indifferently: "If you don't want to, you can go down. I can't guarantee anything about things like racing."

The silver-haired man felt insecure looking at her hands, and reached out to unbuckle his seat belt, but after Yang Zhihao gave him a cold look, he might as well go out and sit on it instead of going down and being beaten up: "Don't worry, I'm also a professional driver after all. "

His sudden toughness made Cheng Nuo smile.

Yang Zhihao slid down the car window: "Cheng Nuo, don't be brave, do you want me to give you ten seconds!"

Cheng Nuo said mockingly, "Ten seconds, then you just make it impossible for me to win."

Yang Zhihao was not angry either, knowing that she was joking, he closed the car window after leaving a word of arrogance.

Gu Lanzhi shouted worriedly from the sidelines: "Xiao Nuo, pay attention to safety!"

Cheng Nuo smiled in his direction.

At the starting point, a long-legged beauty held a flag in her hand. After dancing a few times excitedly, she raised the flag in her hand.

Cheng Nuo adjusted the various gears in the car, and after confirming that there was no problem, he teased the silver-haired man next to him: "Three-generation single pass, are you ready? This is your precious car, don't spit it out in the car for a while." !"

The silver-haired man just wanted to say that he had a name, but Cheng Nuo didn't give him a chance to say it. When the flag fell, she slammed the gas pedal, and the car was launched with lightning speed like an arrow on a string.

Yang Zhihao probably hasn't given up on his hobby for so many years, and has always been far ahead.

Although Cheng Nuo insisted on a certain distance, he could seize every opportunity on the track to pull a certain distance. She tried her best to get familiar with the car quickly. After getting used to it for a while, she started to speed up and catch up with the distance exceeded.

The flesh on the face of the silver-haired man next to him was shaking: "Slow down, slow down, let's not rush for a while, don't rush!"

Cheng Nuo was not disturbed by him at all. The corner is the place where accidents are most likely to happen, but it is also an opportunity. She stepped on the gas pedal suddenly, and the picture in her mind was the scene after her grandfather taught her many times, and it seems to be still fresh in her memory. .

The car was about to float off the track, Cheng Nuo flexibly flipped the steering wheel in his hand, hit the accelerator, and the car flew out like flying, dust was flying outside the window, but she was not affected at all.

The silver-haired man beside him should have lost his soul, after a moment of silence, he shouted again.

Grandpa once said that as a racing driver, the most important thing is the integration of people and the car. After Cheng Nuo turned the car from being unfamiliar to being familiar with it after a long distance, and then to familiarizing it with every corresponding operation and its performance advantages If she understands it thoroughly, then it's time for her to exert her strength.

Obviously Li Zhihao is not a vegetarian either, no matter what, he has been trained by his grandfather for a while.