My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 39 - 40 The Competition Begins

Jiang Fan, with a greedy look on his face, gazed at the two goddesses, Su Yueli, his heart barely containing his excitement. He had already fantasized about himself easily winning over Ye Wudao, embracing both beauties at his side.

Everyone looked at Ye Wudao, waiting for his response.

A sneer curled on the corners of Ye Wudao’s mouth, "It’s not your fault that you’re ugly, but fantasizing that wildly is your mistake!"

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, both Su Yueli and Xu Yuanyuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief!

Jiang Fan, upon hearing this, had an ugly expression on his face, "What’s the matter, can’t handle the bet? Humph, then don’t come out and embarrass yourself!"

"It’s not that I can’t handle the bet, it’s that I’m afraid you can’t afford to lose!" Ye Wudao retorted sarcastically.

"Haha, you’re killing me! I can’t afford to lose?" Jiang Fan pointed at a brand-new Lamborghini behind him, sneering, "Kid, do you know how much my sports car costs? A 6-liter volume, V12 engine, 700 horsepower, the fastest-running car in Jiang Hai Province. The top speed is three hundred and nineteen, zero to a hundred kilometers in 2.9 seconds. Over eight million, one tire is enough to buy seven or eight of those crappy vans you drive."

"The car’s great, the guy’s not!" Ye Wudao said.

"Humph, dare to bet against me?" Jiang Fan deliberately threw out the bait, "As long as you win against me, this Lambo is yours! And I won’t demand Su Yuan’s two hands, and his debt will be wiped clean!"

Hiss!

The entire crowd inhaled sharply!

The stakes Jiang Fan put up were no small matter!

But soon everyone realized that Jiang Fan had dug a hole, just waiting for Ye Wudao to jump in!

Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes, a thoughtful expression on his face.

With that said, he could actually make a profit!

"Alright, I accept your challenge!" Ye Wudao answered.

Upon hearing Ye Wudao’s words, both beauties, Su Yueli and Xu Yuanyuan, immediately protested.

"Ye Wudao, have you gone mad? I don’t want to be sold by you and then help others count the money!" Su Yueli’s pretty face was as cold as frost.

"Exactly, even an idiot knows a Wuling Hongguang can’t beat a Ferrari supercar!" Xu Yuanyuan said with a worried and fearful expression.

"Rest assured, I can’t lose this race! Even if I do lose, I’ll snatch you both back!" Ye Wudao brimmed with confidence, instantly sending a wave of warmth to the two women.

"Kid, sign the agreement, no backing out!" Jiang Fan took out an agreement.

"I’m afraid you’ll back out!" Ye Wudao, with a big flourish, signed his name.

"Boss Jiang, it’s no fun racing alone. Why don’t our brothers join you?" A lackey suggested.

"Yeah, we want to see how a Wuling Hongguang races against a Ferrari!" The lackeys wanted to witness this ’grand event’.

Jiang Fan nodded with a smile, "Sure, beating him is too easy anyway!"

"Wait!" Ye Wudao suddenly extended his hand.

"What now, kid, getting cold feet?" Jiang Fan’s face showed menace.

"Since there are so many people joining in, they need to sign a gambling agreement with me as well!" Ye Wudao declared.

"Kid, what kind of bet are you proposing?" someone asked.

"If you lose, leave the car and get lost!" Ye Wudao stated.

"Haha, this kid is really dreaming!"

"He doesn’t actually think he can beat all of us, does he?"

"Just sign it, what’s to fear from a guy driving a beaten-up van?!" Soon enough, the racing gang members all signed the gambling agreement with Ye Wudao.

"Boss, don’t worry, we won’t compete with you for the goddesses," the lackeys said.

Jiang Fan showed a look of satisfaction and then urged Ye Wudao, "Kid, can we start now?"

"Yes!" Ye Wudao nodded, then said to the two beauties behind him, "Wife, Yuanyuan, get in the car."

"Pfft, this idiot actually brought two beauties for drag racing. Can that broken engine even run?"

"I’m dying of laughter!" The racing gang mocked laughingly.

The two women didn’t refuse. They were already in the same boat as Ye Wudao—everyone would share in the loss or the glory together.

"How come I can’t open this door?" Su Yueli tried hard but couldn’t push the car door open.

Seeing this, Ye Wudao immediately extended his leg and kicked the car door fiercely.

Bang!

The car door was kicked to the ground, and Ye Wudao made a gentlemanly gesture, "Please!"

The whole room burst into laughter!

"Ha-ha, the quality of this piece of junk is just too bad!"

"Won’t it fall apart while driving?" the street racers mocked wildly.

Seeing this, both Su Yueli and Xu Yuanyuan felt increasingly doubtful and gritted their teeth before getting into the car.

Soon, the race was about to begin.

There were over twenty cars in the race, all of them million-dollar sports cars, with quite a few exceeding two million—Audis R8, BMW M5, Maseratis, Aston Martins.

The most eye-catching was Jiang Fan’s Lamborghini Bull, which as soon as it started, erupted with a terrifying roar, akin to a bullish bellow.

In comparison, Ye Wudao’s old second-hand van was squeezed in the middle of a group of supercars, looking as out of place as a three-year-old child among a group of muscular bodybuilders, weak and vulnerable!

As the race drew near, and with this competition being a hot topic, the number of spectators increased, filling the place to the brim with thousands of people, even many drove hundreds of miles from neighboring cities, all wanting to witness this ’fight of the century’ with their own eyes!

"Kid, the rules of the race are simple. It’s about thirty-five kilometers around Dragon Coil Mountain. One lap back here, and the first to reach the finish line wins," explained Su Yuan.

"Quit the chatter, let’s start!" Ye Wudao said indifferently.

Under the expectant gaze of tens of thousands, the referee pulled the trigger of the starting pistol!

Bang!

With that signal, the race officially began!

Vroom!

The Lamborghini exploded with a wild engine roar, like an angry bull, exuding power, might, and an overwhelming sense of strength!

All eyes watched as flames shot out of the Lamborghini’s four exhaust pipes, and in the next moment, it bolted away like a flash of lightning in the night!

"Holy shit, that’s fast!"

"As expected of Jiang Hai Province’s Car King—Jiang Fan!"

The audience was amazed.

With Jiang Fan taking the lead, one after another, the sports cars followed suit and soon vanished from sight.

Meanwhile, a Wuling Hongguang van remained at the starting point.

"What the hell?"

"Why isn’t it moving?" many curious spectators wondered.

"Ye Wudao, start the car already!"

"We can’t even see the shadows of the cars ahead anymore!" Su Yueli and Xu Yuanyuan asked anxiously.

"It seems there’s an engine trouble; it won’t start. I’ll go down and have a look!" Ye Wudao said, then went to the front of the van and kicked it hard.

"Goddamn it, I just rented you for a hundred bucks today, and you’re giving me trouble! This critical race and you won’t even start!" Ye Wudao cursed loudly.

Pfft!

The whole room erupted into laughter once more!

"So damn funny, a hundred-bucks rental for this beat-up van!"

"Is this guy really here to race?"

"He’d definitely take first place in a comedy skit!"

Su Yuan and the others had ugly looks on their faces.

"Young Master Su, should we really pin our hopes on someone like this?"

"This is so unreliable!"

"Young Master Su, should we find a back road and sneak away?" his companions suggested.

Su Yuan smiled bitterly, "Let’s wait until the race is over."

Bang!

Bang!

After several of Ye Wudao’s Foshan Shadowless Kicks, the temperamental Wuling Hongguang finally started.

Ye Wudao dusted off his hands and said with a cheery laugh, "All set!"