Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

At this moment, Wen Ziming and Jian Ying's mood is complicated. They both know Han Yao's status in the racing industry. He used to be a professional racing driver and the runner-up in the national professional competition. After retiring, he formed the Yinxun Club and has his own team. He trains a professional racing driver, but he is very professional, allowing her to hire him as a teaching assistant, which shows that his strength is extraordinary.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips and smiled, "Master Han, don't get excited, they don't doubt you, they doubt me."

Her tone was very flat, and she didn't argue or get annoyed because of being questioned.

Han shouted for a moment, and said defensively, "Why do you question her? Isn't the result just now not enough to explain the problem? She didn't take it seriously before, and she was so far behind you before catching up."

He paid a lot of money to hire people, so questioning Wen Qingyue is tantamount to questioning him.

"Cough, I don't mean that, don't get excited." Jianying comforted him awkwardly, and asked Wen Qingyue for help with her eyes.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and said, "Master Han and the others are my friends, go get busy."

"Friend?" Han shouted a little surprised, looked at them, but said nothing after all, and walked away to do other things.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere was still a bit awkward. Jian Ying looked at the siblings, tried to ease the atmosphere, and said with a smile, "Qingyue is amazing, but how did you and Han shout know each other?"

He was very curious about this, as if he had never seen her come to the racing track, how did she hook up with Han Yao.

Wen Qingyue said: "I'm a VIP of the club. I raced with someone else here before. He saw it for some reason. He contacted me to cooperate two days ago. Didn't you and Xiaoyuan hear it?"

When she said that, both of them remembered, but at that time he thought she was joking, "I thought you were joking that day."

Fang Xiaoyuan slapped him and said, "Didn't I show you a picture of Yueyue watching the game here a long time ago? You don't remember? That's when Yueyue and I met."

"Photo? What photo?"

The other three looked at her in bewilderment, their memory blank.

Fang Xiaoyuan was speechless, "Fortunately, I brought a camera today, and I still have the negatives."

She picked up the camera to look for photos, and a few minutes later showed them the photos of Wen Qingyue's first visit to Yinxun to watch the game. Jianying's expression became extremely subtle.

Fang Xiaoyuan said: "Cousin, you still said that you had a relationship with Yueyue before entering the venue, and you still stared at the photo like an idiot, let me pass you a copy..."

Jian Ying covered her mouth before she finished speaking, "Shut up, stop talking!"

Wen Ziming also remembered it, because another incident happened that night, Wen Shuangshuang committed suicide, Wen Qingyue was wearing the clothes in the photo, and then it seemed to be stained with blood and thrown into the trash can.

Thinking back on what happened that day now, Wen Ziming has a subtle emotion, looking at it again, Wen Shuangshuang was indeed very unreasonable and threatened his family with his life.

"So it's so early, you..." Wen Ziming hesitated to speak, with a complicated expression on his face.

Wen Qingyue met his complicated eyes, and looked away lightly, "We'll have another match later, both of you, come on, we'll see you in the finals tomorrow."

She turned around and walked to the lounge, Fang Xiaoyuan immediately broke free from Jianying and chased after her.

There is no air-conditioning or shelter in the venue, the cold wind blows people cool, the sub-zero temperature is really terrible, and I don’t know when it will snow.

Mo Hanshuang looked at the passing vehicles outside the window and closed the window. The cold wind made her head hurt, but it calmed her down a lot.

Today is her vacation, she is sitting in the deserted living room, wrapped in a blanket, looking at the photos on her mobile phone, but she still hasn't figured out whether she should send these photos to Fu Han.

"Brother Ah Han, you love her so much, why can't she be single-minded?" Mo Hanshuang stared at the beautiful and aggressive face of the woman in the photo, and muttered to herself in a low voice, with a sense of shame in her tone.

She is worthless for Fu Han.

Mo Hanshuang took a breath, quit the photo album, thought about it and found a private detective.

"Hey, hello, I need you to help me find a person, take a detailed picture of who she has seen recently, what she has done, and I will send you a photo later, check the photo. Who is the man and what is the relationship with her? I will pay half of the reward first..."

……

The second round of the drift competition is the promotion competition, and the remaining group of people who are eliminated after the qualification competition will compete again.

This competition was a two-by-two competition by lottery, and Wen Qingyue drew an unknown racer, and won without any surprises, without any suspense.

In the end, there were only three racers left in the sixteen races, except for her, Wen Ziming and Jian Ying.

"Wow, I'm suddenly looking forward to tomorrow's final, I think Yueyue will definitely beat you guys!"

In the kfc store, after Wen Qingyue and the others ordered the set meals, Fang Xiaoyuan talked about tomorrow's final with great interest.

Wen Ziming and Jian Ying didn't speak, Sunshine laughed and said, "Don't blame the brother for not being loyal, I also stand clear of the moon."

The two rolled his eyes at him, one was drinking milk tea in silence, the other was thinking about things with his head down, both looked preoccupied.

Wen Qingyue said unexpectedly: "Isn't it just a final? Didn't you participate in this kind of competition many times, why are you still frowning now? Afraid that you will lose face if you lose to me?"

"No, it has nothing to do with the competition." Jianying shook her head, rested her chin, and looked at her affectionately: "Sister, how are you feeling recently?"

Wen Qingyue: "Does this have anything to do with our topic?"

Do you want to jump so fast in your thinking?Cliff jumping.

Jian Ying rested her chin on her hands, "It doesn't matter, didn't you ask me why I was frowning? I was wondering when you would break up? I think I can wait for you, after all, you are the woman who makes my heart beat all the time."

"..."

The atmosphere was awkward for an instant, the corner of Wen Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly, and Wen Ziming and Yang Yang punched him directly.

"Oh! Take it easy, you want to beat me to death?" Jian Ying screamed in pain.

Sunshine snorted coldly: "Don't miss my goddess! You are not worthy!"

Jianying: "I'm your brother, it's too hurtful for you to say that!"

"Brothers are like clothes, goddesses are beliefs, there is no comparison."

"..."

Jianying held her heart together, and continued to confess to Wen Qingyue despite her brother's threat, "Yueyue, let me tell you the truth, my heart has been moved since the first time I met you, including today when I didn't know it was you. , you broke up, remember to think about me!"

There is no seriousness in the few sentences, just laughing and joking.

The corner of Wen Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly, "Thank you, I have a very good relationship, even if I share you, I'm not my type, a spare tire like you is not qualified!"

"No way, I'm not even worthy of a spare tire? I'm so handsome!" Jian Ying was furious, seriously doubting her aesthetics.

Sunshine made up the knife at the right time: "Heh, you have to always have only one spare tire in your heart. When you see one and love the other, how can you match it?"