My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 37 - 38: Racing in a Wuling Hongguang?

The boss gave a thumbs up, a look of admiration on his face as he said, "Kid, I’ve been grilling barbecue my whole life, and I’ve never seen anyone who could talk big as well as you! Such a beautiful lady, and you’ve got two of them at once? No one will believe that!"

Seeing that the boss didn’t believe him, Ye Wudao couldn’t be bothered to explain.

"Wanna drink? It’ll help you bond with the two beauties a bit, maybe then your dreams will come true," the boss chuckled.

"Two bottles? You’ve got to be kidding, bring me two cases!" Ye Wudao stated confidently.

"Alright, take your time!"

Soon, a table full of tasty barbecue appeared.

"It smells so good!" Su Yueli exclaimed with surprise.

"It’s a bit unhygienic, but whatever!" Xu Yuanyuan couldn’t help herself, she picked up a barbecued pig trotter, took a gentle bite, and it was crystalline and aromatic.

"Wow, this is so delicious!" Xu Yuanyuan was excited as she said, "Yueli, you have to try this."

"Okay!" Su Yueli took a bite elegantly, her eyes filling with delight, "I can’t believe this little food stall has such delicious food!"

"The best food is always hidden among the people, now you know, right?" Ye Wudao said, with a barbecued pig trotter in his left hand and a skewer of lamb in his right, eating with great enjoyment.

"Su Yuan, don’t run!"

"Stop right there!"

Suddenly, seven or eight men were chasing a group of young people, and one of them fell clumsily to the ground, right in front of Su Yueli.

He looked up, saw Su Yueli, and was shocked, "Cousin!"

Surprised, Su Yueli asked, "Su Yuan, what are you doing here?"

The newcomer was none other than the good-for-nothing young master of the Su family, Su Yuan, who had somehow ended up messing around in Jiang Hai.

"Cousin, save me, please save me!" Su Yuan pleaded with a desperate expression.

"What exactly happened?" Su Yueli asked coldly.

"Sis, there’s no time to explain. Do you have money? Five million, lend me five million!" Su Yuan said.

Su Yueli frowned, "I don’t have that much on me, and besides, you need to tell me what’s going on, right?"

"Sis, you’re the chairman now, I’m begging you, otherwise, I’m going to die!" Su Yuan pleaded pitifully.

Just then, the group of men chasing after them walked up, sneering, "Su Yuan, we’ve finally caught you, which hand are you going to chop off, left or right?"

"Cousin, save me!" Su Yuan trembled with fear.

"What has Su Yuan gotten himself into?" Su Yueli asked the unwelcome guests.

"Heh, this kid lost a race with our Jiang Hai Car Gang. According to the rules, he either pays up or loses a hand!" said one of the men who appeared to be the leader.

What?

Su Yueli’s demeanor changed, "How much does he owe?"

As Su Yuan’s relative, Su Yueli couldn’t just stand by and watch him die.

"He was in a high-stakes race, five million!" another man said, eyes lecherously on Xu Yuanyuan, he smirked, "Beauty, if you’re willing to spend one night with our boss, this kid’s debt can be written off!"

Bang!

Ye Wudao picked up a beer bottle from the table and smashed it directly onto the man’s head.

"Say one more word out of line, and I’ll rip your mouth off, believe it or not," Ye Wudao said coldly.

"Ah!" The man clutched his head in pain.

The seven or eight men glared menacingly at Ye Wudao, the conflict ready to ignite at any moment.

"Sis, save me! If we don’t pay, they’ll really chop off my hand!" said Su Yuan.

"Su Yuan, just call the police!" Before Su Yueli could finish, Su Yuan’s gaze landed on the Porsche car keys on the table, he snatched them up and said, "I’ll race your boss one more time! I refuse to believe I’ll lose to you guys again!"

"You little punk, if you lose again, we’re taking both hands!" the gang members sneered.

"I won’t lose a third time!" Su Yuan said through gritted teeth.

"Alright, old rules, we’ll wait for you at Dragon Coil Mountain!"

With Su Yueli’s car keys in hand, Su Yuan said, "Sis, once I win the race, I’ll return the car to you right away!"

Su Yueli looked helpless.

Off to one side, Ye Wudao continued to gnaw on his pig’s trotter, with an air of detachment as if the matter didn’t concern him at all.

An hour later.

A young man appeared, covered in bruises with a swollen face, looking utterly dejected, followed by several companions who seemed as deflated as punctured balloons.

"It’s Su Yuan!" Xu Yuanyuan exclaimed in surprise.

"Judging by this kid’s rotten luck, he must have lost the car too!" Ye Wudao scoffed with mockery.

"Thud!" Su Yuan fell to his knees, "Sis, I’m sorry, I lost your car too!"

"Su Yuan, you, you bastard!" Su Yueli said, striking him across the face, "Are you trying to kill me with anger?!"

On his knees, Su Yuan teared up, "Sis, I, I was wrong..."

"You, you, you!" Su Yueli was so frustrated she almost fainted.

"Yueli sis, don’t worry." Xu Yuanyuan quickly hugged her, trying to comfort her.

Ye Wudao, eating his pig’s trotter, asked, "You lost my wife’s car, do you understand how serious the consequences are?"

"I’m sorry, I’m useless, I’m just trash!" Su Yuan repeatedly slapped himself in the face.

"They were too strong, our Jiang Hai city racing team was no match for them!"

"We were utterly defeated!" Su Yuan’s companions said with bitter smiles, having lost all confidence.

"Su Yuan, what do we need to do to get the car back?" Su Yueli asked angrily.

"The only way is to beat them, but that’s almost impossible, they have professional drivers, incredibly strong! Plus, I now owe them ten million!" Su Yuan said with a bitter smile.

"Those two hands of yours are useless anyway, why not chop them off to pay off the debt?" Ye Wudao joked with a smirk.

"No, don’t..." Su Yuan trembled in fear, all too aware of Ye Wudao’s ruthlessness. If he said he’d chop off his hands, he wouldn’t be cutting off his legs.

"Just kidding, you idiot! I’ll go win that car back!" Ye Wudao stood up.

"Ye Wudao, I thought you couldn’t drive?" Su Yueli asked with a skeptical expression.

"I’ve never driven a car, but I’ve driven tanks, fighter jets!" Ye Wudao replied with a dominating presence.

"Blowhard!" Su Yueli said, clearly not believing him.

"But we don’t even have a car now, how do we compete?" Xu Yuanyuan asked curiously.

"Let’s look for one." Ye Wudao stood up, and soon found a beat-up second-hand Wuling Hongguang outside a barbecue place, asking, "Boss, how do I rent this car?"

The barbecue owner laughed, "Rent? That car is my old clunker, I haven’t used it in ages. If you need it, just borrow it!"

"No way!" Ye Wudao shook his head, took out a hundred yuan from his pocket, and said, "Boss, rent me your car for a couple of hours!"

"Sure, sure!" The owner’s face blossomed with joy, never expecting to rent out an old clunker for a hundred yuan – he felt like he had struck it rich. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Shortly after, Ye Wudao appeared in front of the ladies, driving the ramshackle Wuling Hongguang.

"I’m dizzy, Ye Wudao, are you seriously going to race in this piece of junk?" Su Yueli said in shock.

"You’re just handing them a win on a silver platter!" Xu Yuanyuan spoke with disbelief.

"Big brother, stop joking around. They’ll have finished a lap while your car hasn’t even started," Su Yuan teased.

"Exactly, they’ll think we can’t handle losing and sent someone to race in a junker!" his companions mocked.

"What do you know? Do you know my old nickname?" Ye Wudao said with a mysterious expression.

"What nickname?" they asked, curious.

"Old Driver of Autumn Name Mountain, Supreme Car God!" Ye Wudao declared with pride.