The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

He pushed Huo Yan's wheelchair and walked back slowly.

The two people walked slowly on this mountain road. The wheels of the wheelchair were covered with mud. When they reached the back, they could hardly push them anymore.

Traveling became extremely difficult.

"Mr. Huo, shall I call a few people over?"

Huo Yan ignored the driver's words and directly used his hands to slide the wheels of the wheelchair.

The driver was shocked by the strength, fearing that the wheelchair would be broken apart by the man first.

He didn't have time to say anything, so he could only help to stabilize the direction of the wheelchair, for fear of accidentally falling.

…

Gu Weimian never thought that Huo Yan would follow her. She thought that she was being targeted by some pervert late at night, and she couldn't get a taxi. Then she thought that there was a racing car almost every day on Longshi Mountain.

In her previous life, she knew the sponsor of this competition. He was a well-known rich second generation in Mingzhu City and had some friendship with the Gu family.

Although he is a bit dandy, he is loyal and values ​​friendship. The most important thing is that he has principles and does not do anything illegal.

Now, she feels more at ease.

Looking at Jiang Jingchen, Gu Weimian smiled: "Achen, is this your car?"

She pointed at the black Aston Martin behind Jiang Jingchen. This car was really expensive!

In 2001, the number of people who owned this car in the country... could be counted on one hand.

Gu Weimian was drooling just looking at it.

After being reborn for so long, she had only seen this car in Huo Jian's hands.

But Huo Jian is, after all, a member of the Huo family of Yanjing, the top wealthy family in China. It is not surprising that he owns this car.

But Jiang Jingchen... Gu Weimian reached out and gently brushed the black car body: "Let me ask, how do you let your parents love you so much?"

When it comes to competing for favor, she and Jiang Yunting are two weaklings.

"Take your dirty hands back!" A strange, hoarse male voice sounded in Gu Weimian's ears.

Gu Weimian was startled and looked back.

A handsome and feminine man stood behind her, his hair hanging down on his eyebrows, his brows furrowed, looking at her unhappily.

The moment she saw this man, Gu Weimian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Ning Quruo?

He is the young master of the Ning family and Ning Yuetong's younger brother.

He also followed Ning Yuetong to Mingzhu City?

She remembered that in the previous life, the two people only met more than three years later, and it was also in this racing field that they treated her with such cold eyes.

In this life, this man still can't change his bad temper.

"Is this car yours?"

"Yes." He came over and pushed Gu Weimian away.

Before he could touch her, Gu Weimian quickly took a few steps back, raised her hands to avoid suspicion, stepped back, and nodded helplessly: "I understand, understand, after all, what kind of owner drives what kind of car, so weak and vulnerable." Yes, it would be bad if it was accidentally damaged."

I don't know that those words touched Ning Quruo's heart. His body suddenly froze, and the hand holding the car key tightened.

He slowly turned his head, and his originally light lip color seemed to be transparent. His eyes were as sharp as two bayonets stabbing Jiang Jingchen: "What's going on with this woman? We don't want to bring women into the car during our competition!"

This competition of theirs is not one of those pheasant competitions where there is a woman sitting in the passenger seat, low-level showing off and pretentiousness.