The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 51 - Crushing Song Tianen Who is the Real God

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Crushing Song Tian’en, Who is the Real God of Cars?

Chapter 51 -51: Crushing Song Tian’en, Who is the Real God of Cars?

When Lu Xingzhou returned to the VIP balcony seats, Commissioner Wang was holding a cigar, puffing clouds of smoke.

Twining tendrils of blue smoke obscured the view of the racetrack.

“Commissioner Wang, sorry to have kept you waiting,” Lu Xingzhou said, offering polite greetings as he took his seat.

Commissioner Wang smiled and pointed toward the racetrack, “I think that number nine, Wu Yingfan, will come in second.”

Lu Xingzhou was the behind-the-scenes financier of the dynasty, thoroughly familiar with the team’s condition.

Apart from the racing god in car number seven, the driver of car number three has the skills to claim second place in the team.

But on closer inspection, he noticed that there was no number three; the sequence went directly from two to four.

He frowned, puzzled.

Yet now was not the time to ponder this, so he turned his attention to car number one, which ranked third in ability.

“Number one, Ah Xing, I believe he will be the second,” he said.

“Alright, then, Young Master Lu, let’s wait and see!”

…

On the track, Jiang Man was already doing her pre-race warm-up.

It had been a while since she’d last touched a car, so she was finding her touch.

“Man-jie, pump me up!”

Next to her in car number nine, Wu Yingfan was very nervous, taking continuous deep breaths.

Jiang Man glanced at him, thought for a moment, then took off the Amulet around her neck, “Catch! My dad got it for me, it’s really effective, guaranteed to make wishes come true.”

Wu Yingfan caught it with both hands and immediately beamed with joy, “Man-jie, you’re my goddess! Hehe!”

Jiang Man rolled her eyes and as she shifted her focus back to the car’s central control, her phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

A ding sound indicated an incoming message.

She gracefully picked up her phone and glanced at the message content.

The message was from an unnamed number, one she recognized at once—it was her newlywed husband Lu Xingzhou’s cell number.

[Jiang Man, what are you doing? Don’t mess around!]

“Hm?” Jiang Man raised her eyebrows in confusion and looked around.

When she lifted her gaze to the balcony on the second floor behind her, her expression sharpened, and she let out a wicked smile.

She quickly typed a reply: [Mr. Lu, how come you’re here? Who’s that chubby guy next to you?]

[Withdraw from the race.] Lu Xingzhou sent another message.

It was succinct, just four words.

Text has no visuals, but Jiang Man could feel the emotion in those four words, filled with dissatisfaction, compulsion, and even a commanding tone.

Jiang Man snorted, raised her eyebrows, and cheekily curved the corners of her lips, an image of utter defiance against the world.

She typed with both hands and sent a message: [Not withdrawing.]

The two of them looked at each other, one looking down from on high, the other looking up.

If looks could kill, both would already be covered in wounds.

“Why do I feel a chill down my spine?” Wu Yingfan touched the back of his neck, then suddenly turned around.

When he saw the VIP seats above the spectator stands, he couldn’t help but let out a “damn.”

“Man-jie, what’s the situation? How did your husband end up here?”

“What’s that got to do with me?” Jiang Man was quite annoyed at the moment.

Her phone kept dinging with new messages.

She gave it a glance—it was still messages from Lu Xingzhou.

“You’ve only learned to drive for a day and now you’re already getting ahead of yourself?” Lu Xingzhou was actually worried about Jiang Man, thinking she was too playful. Daring to race after only one day of learning to drive, she truly wasn’t afraid of death.

But he never had a way with words, and often spoke only half of what he intended.

After seeing the message, Jiang Man hit the horn hard.

Beep beep beep—the three honks echoed throughout the entire racetrack, attracting the attention of the other drivers.

“Miss Jiang, what’s the hurry? We need a good while to warm up.”

Jiang Man was not in a hurry, but she was frustrated.

However, to other drivers, her actions looked impatient, like someone inexperienced and playful.

Wait until the actual race starts, and when she ends up in last place, she’ll have her time to cry.

“Positions, everyone!”

Finally, the pre-race warmup ended.

As the race babes whistled and lifted their checkered flags high, shaking them thrice,

a gunshot tore through the sky, and the race officially began!

The scene was chaotic. The cars were like missiles being launched, whooshing by one after another.

Wu Yingfan was participating in this kind of race for the first time and was half a beat slow to react.

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By the time he started his car and stepped on the gas pedal, the Imperial Racing Team had already sped ahead by hundreds of meters.

Jiang Man was his Amulet, naturally she wouldn’t drive too fast, and kept her speed similar to his car’s.

“Yingfan, stay focused. There’s still a chance to overtake on the bends!” Jiang Man commanded too calmly.

Wu Yingfan nodded, took several deep breaths, and then concentrated all his attention.

In the stands, Director Wang squinted his eyes and shook his head with scorn, “Just as I thought, they’re here to make up the numbers. Lu, the Imperial Racing Team is a world-class team after all. How can you allow any Tom, Dick, or Harry to challenge it? You are the sponsor; you should have some say in these matters.”

Lu Xingzhou had been stable in mood, but when he heard Director Wang refer to Wu Yingfan and Jiang Man as nobodies, for some reason, he couldn’t contain his emotions any longer.

He gripped the teacup in his hand and put it down heavily on the side table, his voice lowered and his gaze icy, “Director Wang, I don’t think the team’s affairs are any of your concern, are they?”

Director Wang was taken aback, glancing at Lu Xingzhou and seeing his eyes emitting a chilling frost and brimming with threat, he couldn’t help feeling intimidated, “…Lu, I meant well.”

“I appreciate your concern, but there’s really no need for it.”

“You…” Director Wang was left at a loss for words, his hands shaking so much he couldn’t even hold onto his cigar, too angry to lash out.

But he didn’t dare to confront Lu Xingzhou openly since the Lu family was the highest taxpayers in the northern city, not an entity to be offended lightly.

Yet he couldn’t swallow the insult, “You’re right, Lu, I cannot interfere with the Imperial Racing Team’s affairs, but I surely have a say over the development rights of the land in the north of the city, don’t I?”

“That too will depend on the outcome of this race. Surely Director Wang, you wouldn’t go back on your word?”

“You…” Now Director Wang was so frustrated he didn’t want to speak at all.

He couldn’t understand why Lu Xingzhou, who had always been polite, had suddenly changed his manner and was being so rude to him?

Lu Xingzhou couldn’t be bothered to explain a single word, he just picked up his teacup and drained it.

On the racetrack, the drivers approached the first bend.

Among the Imperial Racing Team members, one glanced at the two trailing cars in the rearview mirror.

He was going to change lanes and hug the bend to prevent any overtaking from behind.

But he didn’t take Wu Yingfan and Jiang Man seriously, believing they posed no threat at all.

Little did he know, the next second, something miraculous happened!

In the darkness, the two cars roared like raging cheetahs on the prowl.

With a thunderous rumble, the driver felt a gust of wind whip past his ear.

The two cars in the rearview mirror shot past like lightning, overtaking him and moving ahead!

It wasn’t just his car they overtook—in a whirlwind of momentum, they overtook five cars in a row!