After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Shen Shu lowered her voice so low that only she and Tan Yu'an could hear clearly what she said.

Seeing the two girls whispering, Tan Yongkang and Hu Mei took the initiative to leave to make room for them.

Tan Yu'an's eyes were red and swollen, and there was a shallow slap mark on her cheek that had not yet disappeared. She kept her hair loose to cover it.

After hearing this, she looked up at Shen Shu in shock. "You...what do you mean?"

Shen Shu has already guessed roughly what Tan Yu'an's current condition is and what happened on the yacht last night.

Zeng Wenyun tried to use Tan Yu'an to trap her, but her plan failed and she took out all the blame and anger on Tan Yu'an.

This cousin is not a bad person. On the contrary, she is quite naive and doesn’t even realize that she is being used as a tool.

Being in adolescence, with parents doting on them and a well-off family, it is normal for them to be a little vain and competitive.

It's just that we lack the guidance of a correct worldview.

"Follow me and you'll know."

Of course, Shen Shu's initiative to invite Tan Yu'an did not mean that she would make peace and completely forget the other party's previous mistakes.

She will also look at Tan Yu'an's performance after the correction and make further assessments.

Thinking of Zeng Wenyun's aggressive look yesterday and the scene of her constantly ordering him around, Tan Yunan clenched his fists and responded with a firm look in his eyes.

At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, a mountain in Sheshan, Shanghai, was bustling with people and brightly lit.

One after another, modified racing cars with stylish and fancy paint jobs whizzed past on the winding mountain track.

The dazzling headlights flashed across the track, and the screams and cheers of young men and women were heard continuously.

A DJ booth and a temporary bar were set up on the flat ground at the top of the mountain, and all that could be seen was a scene of debauchery and luxury.

The most eye-catching thing was that there were two rescue helicopters hovering in the sky, as well as countless drones used for filming.

There were nearly two hundred people on the top of the mountain, most of them were students from Shanghai Xingluowan International High School. They all came for Yan Siyi, the top young master in the school.

He is not only one of the drivers competing tonight, but also the only sponsor of this race. All expenses are paid by him, which can be said to be extremely generous.

The returning convoy, led by Zou Xiang, drove their eye-catching racing cars to the top of the mountain.

"Young Master Yan, your car has been inspected and repaired and delivered!"

Zou Xiang stepped out of a Mercedes-Benz AMG GT3 racing car with a fiery red paint job.

Under the envious gazes of the male students, Zou Xiang handed the car keys to Yan Siyi.

He was wearing a fiery red racing suit today, which highlighted his wild temperament to the fullest.

"This car is so cool! It's a lifelong dream of racing."

"Damn it, if my old man could buy me one, my life wouldn't be lived in vain."

"It's a performance monster. This configuration must be the best on the market right now."

"I wonder what car Brother Yan's opponent drives tonight?"

"..."

The rear wing has smooth lines, the front design is elegantly extended, the exterior is made of carbon fiber, and the BBS custom wheels, not to mention the top-of-the-line motor and speed.

Tan Junchi and other male students gathered around this cool and eye-catching modified car with envy on their faces.

Their families have enough money to buy and modify cars, but most of their parents are conservative and are quite resistant to racing.

So it is nothing but a pipe dream for boys to want to get such a car at this age. So after seeing Yan Siyi's car, they couldn't help but feel itchy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, when I was your age, my old man wouldn't let me touch a car."

Fu Shaoyu, who was standing next to the bar, lit a cigarette and said with emotion.

Which boy doesn’t want to drive a racing car and enjoy the speed and passion as well as the screams and cheers of the crowd when he is in the prime of his life and full of ambition?

A group of beautifully dressed girls were slow dancing under the DJ booth, all glancing at the two of them vaguely.

"Come on, at least you have your parents under control. By the way, will she bring that Koenigsegg here tonight? I really want to see it with my own eyes."

Because he had a game to play in a while, Yan Siyi didn't touch the wine in front of him.

Thinking of the girl in the white dress who looked down upon him and declared war on him yesterday, his expectations were maxed out.

It has been a long time since he transferred from Hong Kong to Shanghai, but this is the first time he has met a female driver of the same age as him.

She is completely different from those girls who want to attract his attention by taking racing license exams and brushing up on racing knowledge.

Yan Siyi saw in her absolute confidence and determination in the field of racing, which was by no means something that could be accumulated overnight.

"Who isn't? I always hear those people in Beijing bragging about seeing the magic car with their own eyes, which makes me want to try it."

Fu Shaoyu and the other person stared at the entrance to the top of the mountain, waiting for that person to appear.

"This is my first time to watch a car race in person. It feels so exciting."

"Wenyun, I heard that you got a racing license? That's really amazing!"

"After the race, can you take us for a spin on the track?"

A group of girls surrounded Zeng Wenyun, showing their courtesy and saying nice things to her, all with longing expressions on their faces.

Zeng Wenyun smiled gently, pretending to be calm: "Sure."

But in fact, her heart was already filled with joy and pride.

There are many girls chasing after Yan Siyi, but there are very few who can please him like her and get a racing license.

Especially in a scene with a strong racing atmosphere, Zeng Wenyun has a sense of superiority that makes her stand out from the crowd. She feels that it is a very special thing for a girl to have a racing license.

Just when she was feeling smug, she suddenly heard a few girls say, "Hey? Isn't that Tan Yu'an's Land Rover? How dare she come here!"

"She must be coming for Master Yan. I've already seen that she has ulterior motives."

Zeng Wenyun became furious when she heard the name. She frowned and walked with a group of girls towards the Land Rover that had just driven towards the parking space on the top of the mountain.

Tan Junchi, who was chatting enthusiastically about cars with his brothers, also saw his own car. Thinking that it might be his sister Tan Yu'an coming, he hurried over.

"Sister, didn't you say you couldn't come?"

The wind was strong on the top of the mountain. When Tan Junchi saw that Tan Yu'an was wearing thin clothes, he handed her his coat.

Under his puzzled gaze, Shen Shu also got out of the car.

Tan Junchi curled his lips in silence and said in a bad tone: "Why did you come along? You don't know anything, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Shen Shu glanced at him indifferently and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.

"Brother, don't say that..."

Before Tan Yu'an could finish her words, she was interrupted by a sharp voice: "Miss Tan, didn't that slap yesterday wake you up? How dare you hang around here!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Tan Yu'an shuddered subconsciously.