Are you sure you want to divorce me?

But Wen Wenyao, who was furious, could not be caught up by two delicate young masters. In the blink of an eye, he had already come to the sidelines and grabbed the arm of the person whose back was facing him.

"It really is you! Didn't Chairman Han have stomach bleeding? Why did you appear here instead of recuperating in the hospital? Our club is probably not in line with Chairman Han's temperament."

Han Yufeng turned around following his strength, ignored his sarcasm, and said calmly, "I'll take you home."

His face was still very pale, and his lips were pale, but this did not affect his majesty. At least the two people who had finally chased him did not dare to approach him.

They have only seen this kind of aura in their parents' generation.Han Dong deserves to be Han Dong, who can start from scratch and almost turn the current brewing industry into his own world.

Wen Wenyao also watched him quietly, as if he was trying to prove the truth of his words. After a while, he smiled slightly, and leaned into his ear and said, "Han Dong, you take yourself too seriously, don't you?" .”

The warm breath brushed past his neck, but it was so fast that he almost thought it was a hallucination.

"Han Dong, let's compete. I won, and you shouted three times in the middle of the field. Han Yufeng was Wen Wenyao's defeated opponent, and then disappeared from my life."

"Okay, this is good." The two clapped their hands and laughed, watching the excitement is no big deal.

Wen Wenyao also looked at Han Yufeng very proudly, as if he was determined that he would not dare to fight.Because from the contact just now, he could feel his body trembling slightly, it seemed that he really ran out of the hospital.On the other hand, he is also betting that people like Han Yufeng have no money and no access to sports cars in the first half of their lives, and they are busy working hard and have no time to touch them in the second half of their lives.

But who knows, Han Yufeng's face remained unchanged, and he only asked a question lightly, "What if I win?"

"If you win, I will argue with you tomorrow."

"keep your word."

"I, Wen Wenyao, never tell lies."

"it is good."

They got too close, except for the two friends, the other onlookers couldn't hear the conversation clearly, but somehow felt that such a scene was very harmonious.

Wen Wenyao is exactly half a head shorter than Han Yufeng, and he has to look up when he wants to talk to others, which looks like a couple whispering.

"Oh, please, Mr. Han."

Han Yufeng took off his suit jacket and put it in the hands of the staff, then raised his hand and loosened his tie, "I want that one."

"That's mine. Director Han, it's a basic rule not to take advantage of others, don't you understand?"

"Young Master Wen has made up his mind to bully Han, so what if he breaks the rules for me?"

"..." Wen Wenyao found it incredible. How did the other party manage to say the word "bullying" calmly with that dead face? Sure enough, the person is still the same person, pretending all the time.

"Okay, I'll let you this time."

In fact, Wen Wenyao knew that Han Yufeng asked for his car because he didn't want him to get in touch with a familiar car.In this way, both of them got into a car they were not familiar with, which was fair in terms of form.

Soon, both of them got into their selected vehicles and drove to the entrance of the track to get ready.

"Damn! Wen Wenyao are you sure you want to play like this?"

"Now it's a good show." The other rubbed his chin and looked at the two eye-catching cars meaningfully.

Jiang Shiyan, who managed to get over his breath and ran over: "..."

This time it happened.