Qiao Meixia nodded, her eyes tracking the sleek machines lining up on the asphalt.
"The betting pool is open right now if you want to place a wager on who takes the checkered flag. Want to jump in?" Yin Junjie asked casually.
Standing nearby, a heavily made-up girl chuckled mockingly. "Young Master Yin, I heard she grew up in some backwater countryside. Does she even have the cash to drop on a bet like this?"
Yin Junjie's expression darkened instantly as he fixed a freezing glare on the young heir who had brought the girl along.
The young man caught the sharp look and instantly understood the grave danger he was in. Without a second thought, he whirled around and delivered a sharp slap straight across the girl's face.
"Keep your trap shut! Who asked for your input?!" The guy barked at her harshly before turning back to Yin Junjie with an apologetic bow. "Brother Junjie, please forgive her! She is clueless and did not mean anything by it!"
