After all, the most professional racing car, she had never sat in.
Jiang Chengsi had already walked to the car, turned his head to look at her, "Do you want to accompany me in the race?"
The man stood in the cold wind, his dark hair blowing wildly, with phoenix-like features, and a defiant smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
"Fourth Master?" Assistant Luo frowned, "Geng Dong is very strong."
In a competition between masters, it's a matter of millimeters, and this "Miss Xiao" getting into the car would increase the overall weight, introducing an uncertain factor.
"Get in." Jiang Chengsi completely ignored him.
"No, you go ahead and focus on the race." She knew very well that getting in the car might impose a certain burden on him.
Jiang Chengsi said nothing, just stared at her, as if refusing to race unless she got in. Meanwhile, Geng Dong was already honking, clearly impatient, so she could only brace herself and sit in the passenger seat.
