Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 30

If the sweet aroma of popcorn mingling with the scents of gasoline and dust in the grandstands of the racetrack makes one feel as though they are still in a normal leisure and entertainment environment, then the pit area of the racetrack transports one into another world entirely. Here, the smells are anything but pleasant, yet they are undeniably distinctive.

The air is filled with the scent of burning oil and the smell of rubber from friction.

When a mechanic passes by, you can also catch a whiff of sweat.

And there are even some unidentified odors in the air, possibly emanating from the scattered parts and tools, carrying a metallic tang.

However, there is one thing notably absent—pheromones.

Due to concerns about the impact of pheromones on the racers, as many of the pit crew as possible during the race are replaced with Betas.

Zuo Baixuan was led by Luan Yenan deep into the pit area. As the surrounding smells grew stronger, she showed no sign of disgust, only excitement and a sense of security.

Even when she stepped on a fallen paper cup and splashed coffee residue onto her pants, she didn’t mind.

It was like the first time she saw flowers bloom and smelled their fragrance as a child; everything around her brought a sense of novelty.

Luan Yenan’s gaze lingered on Zuo Baixuan.

Unlike the chaotic and disordered air, Zuo Baixuan’s scent was clean, with no fluctuations of pheromones, only the woody fragrance of the same shower gel used at home.

But Luan Yenan felt as though the little white flower had bloomed at this moment, exuding a rich and enticing aroma.

Pheromones could only excite the glands at the back of the neck.

But this fragrance could stir up a thrilling excitement in the heart.

More vivid than usual, more interesting than the uncontrollable cry of “crazy woman” that night.

She was eager to see how the little white flower would react once in the race car.

Luan Yenan withdrew her gaze, pulling a tissue from the box on the nearby table and handing it to her.

Zuo Baixuan saw the tissue waved in front of her but was unsure of its purpose, thinking it might be some rule of the pit area, hesitating whether to take it.

Luan Yenan lifted her finger, taking back the tissue, and to Zuo Baixuan’s astonishment, she crouched down.

Zuo Baixuan watched as Luan Yenan lowered her head, leaving only the view of the crown of her head.

The unfolded tissue gently dabbed at the edge of her pants, the action softer than when pinching an earlobe.

What is this person doing?

Zuo Baixuan’s face flushed again, barely suppressing the impulse to pull her foot away. She even reached out a finger to poke at the crown of Luan Yenan’s head.

Luan Yenan’s hand paused, and she looked up at Zuo Baixuan.

Zuo Baixuan only smiled without speaking.

Is it only allowed for you to do things that are baffling?

The staff observing from the shadows were also stunned.

Was Luan Yenan crouching down to wipe the coffee stain off her Omega’s pants?

Was her Omega poking at her head like touching a tiger’s head?

Click.

The photographer responsible for capturing moments at the racetrack recorded this scene.

The light focused on the two girls, with the surrounding people blurred in the background, leaving only a warm and amusing moment.

Soon, a male Beta covered in oil stains and reeking of chemical materials stood two steps away from Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan.

“Miss Luan, hello, I am the team leader of the maintenance team, Xiao Gao. I will guide you.”

The core area of the pit was even more pungent than when they first entered, almost to the point of searching for oxygen in the thick smells.

Zuo Baixuan, unaccustomed, switched to breathing through her mouth to alleviate the discomfort. Meanwhile, Luan Yenan remained unfazed.

Luan Yenan listened to the sounds of the race cars being tuned around her, the clinking of parts being adjusted.

The heavy smell of oil in the air evoked some buried memories.

In her previous life, she had also invested in a professional racing team, partly as an investment and partly to relieve stress.

She enjoyed the sensation of speeding on the racetrack, feeling everything around her blur. The moment a turn approached, the thrill of rapid acceleration and the heartbeat quickening.

Even the sensation of losing control, crashing into the guardrail, and everything around turning to nothingness, leaving only a ringing in the ears.

Luan Yenan poked her brow, snapping out of the déjà vu of life-and-death speed.

Luo Yun, the organizer, was a straightforward person and did not tamper with the fairness of the race.

She arranged for Luan Yenan to drive one of the top-tier race cars at the track, emblazoned with the number “7.”

A petite female Beta was adjusting the parameters by the car.

Luan Yenan approached the engineer.

The engineer, holding a specialized computer, noticed her and silently cursed, thinking this person was here to give unsolicited advice again.

The original owner had once come to the pit area for a photo op, pretending to offer “technical guidance.”

Every time the engineer designed a race car, they had to consider the track, the parts used, the habits of the racer, and many other factors.

But the original owner, who didn’t even understand CFD (Computational Fluid Dynamics), dared to comment on the TCU (Transmission Control Unit).

That time, the amateur team had their worst performance and was scolded by this very culprit, which was truly frustrating.

When the team was sold to Luo Yun, the engineer prayed never to see Luan Yenan again.

Who would have thought that in just half a year, before the nauseating déjà vu had even faded, this person was back.

Unaware of the dislike, Luan Yenan spoke naturally, “I need to adjust the parameters to suit my preferences.”

Oh, of course, just set everything to the max and you’ll be comfortable, right?

The engineer, annoyed, crossed her arms and stepped aside, silently watching Luan Yenan’s every move, intending to revert each change later.

But as she watched, something seemed off.

Luan Yenan was asking Xiao Gao about the specific parts used in the car while adjusting the parameters, appearing quite professional.

She even sacrificed some speed to increase the car’s grip, making it more suitable for amateur drivers.

The engineer frowned slightly, uncrossed her arms, and took a step closer to Luan Yenan.

Zuo Baixuan didn’t understand what her reaction meant, but the change in the engineer’s expression was enough to show that Luan Yenan’s actions had shaken her somewhat.

Zuo Baixuan also leaned closer to Luan Yenan to watch.

She saw Luan Yenan’s slender fingers dancing swiftly over the keyboard.

The programming system of the race car was vastly different from ordinary programming interfaces, but the confidence on Luan Yenan’s face was the same as that morning.

Luan Yenan handed the computer back to the engineer, “I’ll go change now and take a test run later.”

Xiao Gao arranged for someone to guide Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan to the changing room.

The engineer, dumbfounded, took the computer.

After Xiao Gao and the others left, he comfortingly patted the engineer’s shoulder, “Engineer Lin, don’t be upset. We can just revert the parameters before she comes out. She won’t notice.”

“Not necessarily, her changes this time are quite reasonable.”

“Right… huh? Reasonable?” Xiao Gao asked, puzzled, leaning closer to Engineer Lin.

Engineer Lin pointed at a few spots, “I don’t know if she can handle it, but the parameters are fine.”

“Did Miss Luan secretly go for training? Do you think she might win this time? Should I secretly bet some points on her? The odds are incredible.” Xiao Gao wondered.

“You’re overthinking it. The amateur team is letting Wang Tao take the wheel this time. I’m worried he might get too heated, wanting to avenge his brother.”

“Wang Tao… surely not? His brother just retired after a setback, heard he married and had kids back home, living a decent life. It’s not like the rumors say he was really beaten and had his legs broken.” Xiao Gao couldn’t suppress his curiosity.

“Who knows?”

…

Luan Yenan changed into a full racing suit, tucking her helmet under her arm.

Her tall figure was accentuated by the tight-fitting suit.

Like a finely sculpted statue, she stood outside the changing area, drawing frequent glances from passersby.

One glance, then another.

Until caught by her deep eyes, feeling the shock of a hawk, these people scurried away in fear.

Everyone couldn’t help but admire, a good appearance is indeed a good appearance, stunningly beautiful when not crazy, like Medusa’s trap, breathtaking yet deadly.

Until a little white flower bloomed beside her, and colorful flowers also bloomed on Medusa’s head.

The shift in her gaze from cold to tender was caught by Zuo Baixuan.

Zuo Baixuan’s hands paused in organizing the clothes.

Luan Yenan stood half in the light, half in shadow, a gentle smile on her face, blocking out everything around her.

Here she was, waiting for her wife.

And her wife was herself.

The soft light gathered on Zuo Baixuan.

Even though Zuo Baixuan knew that Luan Yenan’s actions and gaze were all an act, her heart still skipped a beat at this moment, her breath caught, and it took a while to recover.

She lowered her head, using the action of organizing clothes to avoid eye contact.

Zuo Baixuan didn’t realize that while she was admiring the scenery, she was also being admired as part of the scenery.

Luan Yenan’s gaze traveled down from Zuo Baixuan’s disheveled hair.

The racing suit was tight, but Zuo Baixuan, unaccustomed, hadn’t fastened it properly, making it look like it was stolen from her sister’s wardrobe, hanging loosely, somewhat sloppy.

A sloppy little white flower.

Amusement flickered in Luan Yenan’s eyes.

She took a deep breath, catching a hint of floral scent amidst the pungent smell of oil.

“Didn’t the staff teach you how to wear a racing suit?” Luan Yenan tugged at Zuo Baixuan’s collar.

Pulled by the force, Zuo Baixuan took two steps forward, bumping into Luan Yenan, instinctively wrapping her arms around Luan Yenan’s waist.

So slim!

Startled, she wanted to pull her hands back.

But Luan Yenan’s bright smile directly met her eyes, and she came to her senses.

They were a loving couple in public, so what if she hugged her waist?

She boldly and openly held onto the waist tightly.

Luan Yenan raised an eyebrow.

Little girl, are you taking advantage?

Zuo Baixuan also raised an eyebrow.

So what if I am taking advantage?

So bold?

Luan Yenan’s eyes held back her intensity, wanting to see what Zuo Baixuan was really thinking.

As a couple in public, isn’t it right to be bold?

Zuo Baixuan, seemingly bold, still gradually blushed.

Under Luan Yenan’s gaze, she chose to speak softly, “They did, but I think I still wore it wrong.”

Racing is a high-risk sport, and the racing suit and helmet become the lifeline for racers.

Professional racers and some amateur racers have custom-made suits.

The ones they were wearing were selected based on different body sizes, with adjustable buckles.

Luan Yenan, following Zuo Baixuan’s embrace, pulled at two buckles on the back.

“Ah! Tight… it hurts! Be gentle!” Zuo Baixuan waved her hands, eager to push Luan Yenan away.

Her chest was tightly constricted by the suit, almost suffocating.

Zuo Baixuan glared at Luan Yenan.

But Luan Yenan still smiled, pulling Zuo Baixuan’s collar to fasten the front properly, “It has to be tight to be safe. Understand?”

“Understood, does it look right now?” Zuo Baixuan mimicked her actions, fastening the buckles on her arms and legs, turning around for confirmation.

Luan Yenan, following Zuo Baixuan’s turn, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, “Ready to face a new challenge?”

Zuo Baixuan took a light breath.

Her emotions were stirred by Luan Yenan.

Bl00d uncontrollably accelerated within her.

Unrelated to pheromones, unrelated to heat.

But she was stimulated by the substance named “Luan Yenan.”

She suppressed her emotions, countering, “And you, ready to win some money?”

Luan Yenan was slightly surprised, looking at Zuo Baixuan in her arms, “You believe I can win?”

Zuo Baixuan shook her head, “I don’t believe, I’m just anticipating a miracle.”

Luan Yenan laughed, “What a miracle.”

Zuo Baixuan didn’t think she said anything wrong, “Anyway, you don’t lose either way. Today’s investment, win or lose, you gain. Is this what you call a win-win?”

Zuo Baixuan was recalling her bet with Luan Yenan.

There were some similarities.

Today, Luan Yenan was using herself as the stake.

This was the excitement and face Luo Yun wanted, and what she paid was the large investment Luan Yenan desired.

Facing this curious student, Luan Yenan didn’t answer directly, just smiled.

Zuo Baixuan pondered, sure she had guessed correctly.

At the same time, she marveled at Luan Yenan’s ability to predict people’s minds, finding among many friends the one who could provide the investment, and catering to their preferences to secure it effortlessly.

While Zuo Baixuan was thinking, Luan Yenan helped her put on the helmet.

Zuo Baixuan, holding the bulky helmet, wobbled into the passenger seat, but her head bumped against the side bracket.

Dizzy, she waved her hands.

Luan Yenan didn’t speak, just watched Zuo Baixuan’s clumsy movements. After a while, sure she needed help, she held Zuo Baixuan’s shoulders, guiding her to sit at a certain angle, and fastened her seatbelt.

Through the thick racing suit and helmet, Zuo Baixuan could hear her heart pounding wildly, from excitement and also from embarrassment.

When Luan Yenan looked away and closed the car door, she let out a light sigh, observing the interior.

The inside of the race car wasn’t as glamorous as the outside; for safety, many metal frames were added, making the two seats very narrow and cramped.

Not to mention the steering wheel on the driver’s side.

But Luan Yenan, taller than Zuo Baixuan and also in full gear, moved as effortlessly as if entering a regular car, without any hindrance.

Fastening the seatbelt, starting the car, her movements were fluid. Then she watched as her fingers danced over all the dials and controls, confirming everything was correct before slowly driving onto the track.

In the stands, Luo Yun, holding binoculars, frowned slightly.

She had seen the entire process and felt something was very off.

Although it was the novelty she wanted.

But it was too novel.

Face to face, it felt a bit strange, and from a distance with a god’s-eye view, this strange feeling intensified.

Is this person really Luan Yenan?

Her gentleness and consideration were almost unsettling, yet the madness in her bones seemed unchanged.

“Wow!!”

“Here they come, even though they’re amateurs, let’s cheer them on!”

As the car marked with the number “7” came into view, the stands erupted with enthusiastic cheers.

It was for the exciting points betting and also for the love of racing itself.

Even though amateur races might not be as thrilling as professional ones, everyone started as an amateur before turning pro.

But…

Wait a minute!

This racer, aren’t you a bit too leisurely on the track?!

The race car entered the track at a speed akin to that of a sightseeing vehicle.

The cheers from the audience instantly turned into silence and whispers.

“Uh… can I take back the ten points I just casually bet on car number 7?”

“Haha, I heard the one in car number 7 is some rich lady, and she even brought her wife along. Probably just here to have fun.”

“I already want a refund. We came to watch a race, not someone taking a driving test.”

However, car number 7 couldn’t hear the complaints from the stands and continued to drive leisurely on the track.

Even Zuo Baixuan, sitting in the passenger seat, looked around and then at Luan Yenan, who was gripping the steering wheel, and couldn’t help but wonder: At this speed, will a miracle really happen?

Sitting idly was getting boring, so she opened the visor of her helmet: “I have a question. On TV, race cars are usually those short, small ones that only fit one person. Why are the cars on this track more like regular sedans?”

“Those are Formula cars, more standardized. All the technical rules are fixed, including the car’s length, width, height, and tire size.”

“I remember you told Luo Yun you’d be competing in a short-track rally, so it’s different.” Zuo Baixuan nodded.

“Right, rally races are also called multi-day races. But after being modified, they became more entertaining and accessible. Amateur drivers with regular licenses can participate.” Luan Yenan answered without looking away, her tone matter-of-fact.

Zuo Baixuan nodded deeply again. At least Luan Yenan’s knowledge was solid.

As they chatted and drove, stopping and starting along the way, Zuo Baixuan no longer felt like she was in a race.

If it weren’t for the full gear they were wearing, she would have thought they were on a countryside outing, with Luan Yenan possibly stopping the car at any moment to find a grassy spot to sit.

When car number 7 slowly returned to the starting line, Zuo Baixuan rolled down the window to get some fresh air and heard a chorus of boos from the stands.

Zuo Baixuan smiled wryly and looked at Luan Yenan: “We’re being scorned.”

Luan Yenan’s voice was muffled inside her helmet, her words unclear: “It’s fine. Since they’re already scornful, let’s give them more to complain about.”

Zuo Baixuan didn’t understand. Even if the race was boring, they could still earn points, right? What was there to complain about?

“Vroom—”

The roar of a race car zoomed past.

The stands erupted in enthusiastic applause, the kind meant for real racers.

Car number 2 pulled up beside car number 7.

The starting lights lit up the moment car number 2 stopped.

But the driver’s window of car number 2 rolled down, and the racer, still wearing a helmet, glanced over.

Zuo Baixuan felt a chill down her spine. She couldn’t see the driver’s face, but she sensed hostility.

“Roll up the window, we’re about to start.” Luan Yenan reminded.

Zuo Baixuan rolled up the window and asked, “Does that racer have some grudge against you?”

Luan Yenan thought for a second: “If I’m not mistaken, that racer is Wang Tao. His brother was very talented and had the potential to become a professional racer, but he left the scene because of me.”

“Ah! So his brother is the one whose legs you broke…” Zuo Baixuan had clearly heard the rumors.

Luan Yenan didn’t respond. Instead, she reached over and flipped Zuo Baixuan’s helmet visor shut.

Vroom—!!!

Screech—!!!

The deep rumble of the engine and the piercing sound of tires grinding against the ground, accompanied by a strong backward force, jolted Zuo Baixuan straight into her seat. Her heart leaped to her throat, a stark contrast to the leisurely drive earlier.

It felt like plunging into a time tunnel. Everything in front of her blurred, and she no longer felt like herself.

Under Luan Yenan’s control, the car shot forward like an arrow.

They sped down the straight track, heading straight for the dirt slope at the corner.

As the engine rapidly consumed fuel, it released heat into the air, compressing it and creating a loud bang.

In car number 2, Wang Tao struggled to suppress his anger. He had initially told himself not to cause trouble, to simply win the race and be done with this silly game between rich kids.

But now, watching Luan Yenan accelerate rapidly on the straight, an irrational voice echoed in his mind.

Catch up, catch up!

An amateur racer using skills against a completely inexperienced rich kid was just bullying.

If the amateur racer wanted to, they could make the rich kid experience all sorts of near-death moments in a high-speed race.

Like now.

Due to the different parameters, car number 2, with its advantage in straight-line acceleration, closed in on car number 7 at a faster speed.

Zuo Baixuan sensed the malice from the car beside them. She gripped the steel frame next to her, ready to brace for impact with Luan Yenan and potentially flip over, ending this race quickly.

This was literally betting their lives for money!

Had Luan Yenan anticipated this?

Zuo Baixuan took a deep breath, preparing for a massive impact.

Screech—!

Zuo Baixuan felt the breath she was holding being yanked to the left as her body, secured by the seatbelt, swung to the right with the car.

She exhaled sharply.

The scenery before her eyes shifted rapidly.

From the dirt slope back to the track.

Goosebumps rose all over Zuo Baixuan’s body. Amid the buzzing in her ears, she faintly heard Luan Yenan’s almost imperceptible question: “Fun?”

Fun?

So much fun!

Zuo Baixuan smiled.

Was this the miracle?

It was exhilarating!

Luan Yenan’s hand shifted gears. This was a second-gear drift, adjusted to suit her technique and feel. The tires skidded from the track to the dirt on the side, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The car brushed past Wang Tao’s front bumper, narrowly avoiding his attack and even startling him into swerving, nearly sending him off the track.

Whoosh—

After the turn, Luan Yenan accelerated again, heading for the second corner.

Another drift!

Not a miracle!

Not a coincidence!

Pure skill!

The stands, usually noisy at the start of a race, fell eerily silent.

Until someone shouted a few colorful expletives into the air, snapping everyone back to reality.

“Is the person in car number 7 really a rich kid? Or is someone else driving? She can drift?!”

“Damn! Can I switch my bet to someone else?”

“Is this some kind of act? Earlier, she was driving like a grandma on a Sunday stroll, just messing with us?!”

The stands erupted in a mix of awe and angry curses, the crowd feeling both amazed and deceived.

Even Luo Yun couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, muttering, “I get it now. Luan Yenan is just here to scam me out of my money today!”

Luan Yenan, sitting in the driver’s seat, could predict the audience’s reaction.

While gathering information about the original owner’s network, she had also looked into the amateur racing team’s history.

Wang Tao’s brother was indeed a talented racer, but after the team was sold by the original owner, his brother left in frustration. Since then, Wang Tao had hit a plateau, struggling to improve.

Luan Yenan didn’t feel guilty for the original owner’s actions. Instead, she used this knowledge to plan today’s strategy.

She had gauged Luo Yun’s temperament and Wang Tao’s as well.

In terms of skill, Wang Tao was among the top amateur racers, and Luan Yenan knew she couldn’t match him. But the original owner’s existence was a psychological weak point for Wang Tao.

And so, the unexpected drift threw Wang Tao off his game. No matter how hard he tried to regain his rhythm, the more he rushed, the further he fell behind.

Luan Yenan sped down the track, following the route she had mapped out during her earlier reconnaissance. Her straight-line acceleration and drifts were executed flawlessly.

Zuo Baixuan sat steadily in the passenger seat, her eyes shining through the helmet’s visor.

She realized that Luan Yenan’s slow, stop-and-go drive earlier had been a careful reconnaissance.

And Luan Yenan’s hands gripping the steering wheel were a racer’s habit.

The so-called miracle was nothing but Luan Yenan’s assured victory. From the start, there was no chance of losing. Luan Yenan had written this win-win scenario the moment she met Luo Yun.

Zuo Baixuan stared straight ahead at the track. The rapidly changing road and the shifting scenery around her gave her a surreal feeling.

She had a new understanding of everything.

Vroom—!!

Behind them, an infuriated Wang Tao finally regained his rhythm and closed in.

They were approaching the final corner.

Wang Tao, driven by emotion, stepped hard on the gas, aiming straight for the rear of Luan Yenan’s car.

Clang!

The impact from behind jolted them.

Zuo Baixuan tensed up again, glancing at Luan Yenan, who kept her hands firmly on the wheel, her eyes fixed ahead, showing no change.

Wang Tao wasn’t ready to give up. He tried to pull alongside Luan Yenan, blatantly blocking her path to drift.

“Hold on.” Luan Yenan warned.

In that brief second, Zuo Baixuan didn’t have time to ask what she needed to hold on for. Instinctively, she grabbed the handle beside her.

Click.

A soft sound.

Car number 7, with no room to maneuver, had its tires climb onto the dirt slope.

Seeing the car’s center of gravity shift, Wang Tao’s heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly calmed down.

He just wanted to teach Luan Yenan a lesson, to make her lose face by going off the track.

But if he seriously injured this couple, even if the Luan family was forgiving, other families in their circle would never let it slide.

It wouldn’t just be his problem; his brother would definitely be dragged into it too.

All his regret and remorse surged in that brief moment.

Screech—!

He slammed on the brakes, not daring to get any closer to car number 7.

He was even prepared to rush to their aid if they flipped.

But instead, he saw car number 7’s right tire climb the slope, pulling the left tire along with it.

The entire audience held their breath.

They knew racing was an extreme sport and had seen various accident compilations.

But they had never witnessed something like this at the Luosheng International Raceway.

Especially since the car belonged to the eldest daughter of the prestigious Luan family in Beijing!

If something really happened, what would today’s hot search look like? How would tomorrow’s newspapers report it?

They couldn’t even imagine.

Even the thrill-seekers in the crowd froze.

Luo Yun choked on her breath, her body stiff as if paralyzed.

Her mind raced with the potential consequences.

This was certainly thrilling.

But if the Luan family got angry, could she handle it?

Had she made a mistake by letting Luan Yenan race in the first place?

“Damn it!” A hoarse shout broke the tension, like an alarm blaring.

Luo Yun’s gaze locked onto car number 7.

It soared into the air at the final slope.

So.

Luan Yenan really could make a car fly.

Luo Yun’s expression went blank.

She exhaled sharply, muttering a few curses under her breath, then slammed her glass onto the ground in frustration.

Bang—!

Like a firework.

The sound snapped the audience out of their daze.

Car number 7 landed smoothly, executing a low-speed drift in the tight corner.

Car number 2, which had come to a complete stop, couldn’t catch up.

Car number 7 easily crossed the finish line with a straight-line acceleration.

The LED screen displayed the results.

For an amateur racer’s historical records, it wasn’t the best.

But the audience couldn’t hold back. They all stood up.

From the unexpected drift at the first corner to the airborne maneuver at the final turn, narrowly avoiding disaster.

It was nothing short of spectacular!

It rivaled the excitement of the professional racers breaking records earlier that day!

Luo Yun stood by the railing of the stands, relieved but also amused and exasperated. Her emotions were a tangled mess.

But one thing was certain.

Luan Yenan had won.

She had won big!

Not just the race or the investment money.

But today’s spectacle at the raceway would firmly reestablish her place in the rich kids’ circle.

Heh, just look at the eager faces in the lounge. It was obvious.

Luo Yun lit a slender cigarette.

A bodyguard beside her held out a lighter.

Through the smoke, she continued to watch car number 7.

Luan Yenan stepped out of the car, removed her helmet, and shook out her wavy hair. The small Omegas in the stands screamed with excitement amidst the cheers.

She ignored them, walking to the passenger side and knocking on the door.

Zuo Baixuan had already recovered from the earlier shock. She reached out and opened the door.

“I told you racing was fun, didn’t I? What do you think?” Luan Yenan leaned against the door, smiling as she removed Zuo Baixuan’s helmet, as if unveiling a hidden treasure.

Under the helmet, Zuo Baixuan’s eyes sparkled with joy, her dimples deep, revealing a genuine, heartfelt smile: “It was really fun.”

Seeing that smile, Luan Yenan felt rewarded. She smiled back.

Just as she had guessed, the little white flower also harbored a desire for life’s extremes.

She licked her teeth, tasting an unexpected sweetness.

She exhaled.

Then she pulled Zuo Baixuan out of the passenger seat: “Too bad it didn’t go as planned. There wasn’t a wave of furious curses.”

Zuo Baixuan, still stiff from the earlier tension, stumbled into Luan Yenan’s arms.

But this time, she didn’t try to pull away. Instead, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to Luan Yenan’s cheek.

Luan Yenan froze at the unfamiliar sensation.

Had the little white flower just kissed her?

“How about now?” Zuo Baixuan’s eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Damn it!! These two are just here to feed us dog food!”

And just like that, the stands erupted in curses.