After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

Xu Qin is the daughter of Cheng Sihan's aunt, two years older than Cheng Sihan.

Ling Shuang had never heard Cheng Sihan mention any relatives on her mother's side. She had only heard Uncle Li mention an uncle who was the deputy mayor of Haidu City.

After a brief contact, Ling Shuang felt that Xu Qin was actually not difficult to get along with. Maybe it was because she was older and didn't have the pretentiousness of an official lady. Maybe she loved motorcycles and had a boyish personality, which made people feel quite sassy.

Xu Qin stood on the two stairs, hooked Cheng Sihan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Boy, was the speed at least 280 kilometers per hour just now?"

"It's okay to break through yourself again!" Xu Qin tapped his chin in Ling Shuang's direction and smiled happily, "Did my little wife give you the courage and motivation?"

Cheng Sihan pushed away the hand on his shoulder, his face returning to its former alienation.

Xu Qin chuckled, came to Ling Shuang, showed the QR code on his phone, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, add WeChat, and my cousin will take you to play in the future!"

"Oh!" Ling Shuang took out her mobile phone from her bag.

"You can avoid playing dangerous games!" Cheng Sihan pressed down the phone he was about to scan.

"Yo yo yo, I'm here to protect you!" Xu Qin patted Cheng Sihan on the shoulder, looked at Ling Shuang, and held the phone close to her, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to him, Jia Jia Jia!"

Ling Shuang looked at Cheng Sihan, but he didn't give any response, so he scanned the code.

"OK! Added friend successfully!"

"My boyfriend is urging me!" Xu Qin turned around and walked towards the tall man who had just driven her racing, then turned back and waved her cell phone at Ling Shuang, "Sister-in-law, I'll date you another day!"

After getting on the motorcycle, he shouted to Cheng Sihan: "You brat, it's time to go back and see grandma!" After saying that, he put on his helmet, hugged his boyfriend tightly, and the motorcycle sped away, leaving only a puff of smoke.

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Cheng Sihan drove a Bentley today. After taking Ling Shuang back to Kyoto from Haicheng, all kinds of luxury cars that were usually ignored in the Lanyuan garage turned over. Every time Cheng Sihan took Ling Shuang out, he changed into different ones. The cars we drove were all sedan type, just because it was convenient for Ling Shuang to get in and out of the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the Bentley, Cheng Sihan instantly became cautious, holding the steering wheel with both hands and driving slowly.

Looking back, among all the years of driving a four-wheeled car, the only time I drove the fastest was in Haicheng.

After the car accident when he was 8 years old, it took him 5 years to dare to get on a small vehicle with the driver's seat visible, but someone had to accompany him. At that time, the only person who could accompany him in the back seat of the car was his uncle He Yun. and cousin Xu Qin.

Cheng Sihan, who was psychologically traumatized by his father's betrayal of his mother and the repressive growing environment of the Cheng family, was closer to his maternal relatives.

When Cheng Sihan was 14 years old, Xu Qin was 16 years old, a period of rebellion.

One night during the summer vacation, Xu Qin took Cheng Sihan, who was bored all day long, to the racing track.

Cheng Sihan sat in the stands and watched the fast-moving locomotive circling the track in circles. The sparks caused by friction with the ground when the vehicle turned, and the cool and courageous driver who controlled the speed and direction of the locomotive at will. This extremely high-speed movement aroused interest.

Being underage at that time, Cheng Sihan could only follow Xu Qin to the track to watch the competition and touch the motorcycle, and he never showed joy in front of anyone.

Psychologist Dr. Ren Shao later analyzed that probably due to psychological trauma, Cheng Sihan almost lived in a greenhouse, with over-protection from his parents, and there were too many things that he could not control.

As he grows older and smarter, Cheng Sihan yearns for freedom more and more, and his desire for control becomes stronger.

The structure of a motorcycle is different from that of a car, and it is more controllable. Also because you are a rebellious age, once you come into contact with something that allows you to have complete control and vent your emotions, you will definitely be unable to stop.

As soon as Cheng Sihan came of age, he used his pocket money to buy himself a heavy-duty motorcycle. His enthusiasm, which he had been holding on to for several years, finally exploded.

Accompanied by his uncle and Xu Qin, he completed his first drag racing in his life, allowing him to enjoy the pleasure of speed and feel the freedom of flying.

From then on, every time he raced, he felt that as long as he went fast enough, his unhappiness and worries would be far behind.

The passion for motorcycles continues unabated.

Because of motorcycles, I have overcome my fear of cars, but I am not afraid of cars that I can control by myself.

After all, he had experienced a serious car accident. Before today, Cheng Sihan's speed would not exceed 180km/h. Even if he was left far behind by his fellow racers, he would not overtake. Winning or losing on the racing track was not important to him. It doesn't matter, he just came to vent.

Today, just because of Ling Shuang's words of "catching up", the speed of the car went up to 280, leaving his opponent far behind. Even Cheng Sihan found it incredible.

While waiting for the red light, Cheng Sihan looked at Ling Shuang, who was already sleeping soundly next to the back of the chair.

This girl made him make exceptions again and again, and made him break through himself again and again.

Cheng Sihan pushed Ling Shuang's hair that had fallen on his face behind his ears, and said softly: "What kind of magic power do you have?"