Purple Hair wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, not daring to look at her Omega again.
...
boom--
Swoosh—
Wow!
"A new record!"
The roar of the race car created a popping sound as it rubbed against the air.
The winning car crossed the finish line by a narrow margin, and the electronic display showed the words "New Record" after the time, igniting the enthusiasm of the entire crowd.
A short-haired woman was sitting in the center of the VIP section, swirling a champagne glass in her hand.
She was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, heavy smoky makeup, and purple lipstick. She held a thin cigarette between her fingers and looked at the electronic screen with a satisfied expression.
At this moment, the staff member in black walked up to her and whispered, "Boss Luo, Luan Yenan has arrived in the sports car you arranged."
The woman tilted her mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke upwards, her bangs fluttering as she did so.
"She just got into the sports car and came without saying anything?"
"There was no report. They only said that Luan Yenan came with an Omega. The Omega didn't look familiar. If I'm not mistaken, she should be his rumored new wife."
As someone who enjoys having fun, the woman smiled and said, "She got into that sports car without saying anything? And she even brought an Omega with her. What a wonderful day, one interesting thing after another."
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Chapter 29
Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan sat in the back seat of the convertible sports car.
Luan Yenan placed one hand on the car door, touched the leather side, and leaned back in his seat.
He glanced at Zuo Baixuan from the side.
"Is the seat in this sports car comfortable?"
Zuo Baixuan reached out to straighten the wrinkles on Luan Yenan's coat and asked with a light laugh, "The way you ask it makes it sound like this car is yours."
Zuo Baixuan wouldn't be surprised if Luan Yenan said something like, "I'll buy one too in the future."
Luan Yenan replied, "This car was originally mine that I lost to Luo Yun."
The driver who had been assigned to drive the car felt a tremor in his heart.
This car was given to Luan Yenan when she was still playing in a racing team. She sent her best driver from her team to race against Luo Yun's racing team, and Luan lost to her.
I heard that Luan Yenan felt he had lost face and secretly dislocated a race car driver's leg in revenge. I don't know if it's true or not, but I never saw that race car driver again. It's also true that Luan Yenan was very angry.
Later, I heard that this young lady had fallen out with her family, lost her allowance, and couldn't even support herself, let alone maintain the racing team. After selling the team to Luo Yun, she hadn't been to the racetrack for a long time.
It was already strange that he came to visit so suddenly today, but I didn't expect him to be able to talk about the past so openly in front of his wife.
Zuo Baixuan didn't understand Luan Yenan's intention in saying these things, so she just listened quietly.
"Most sports cars sacrifice some rear passenger space to go faster, but this car is specially designed and quite unique, making the rear seats very comfortable."
"Is it a pity to lose to Boss Luo?" Zuo Baixuan chimed in.
The car slowly came to a stop in front of the parking space below the stands.
Luan Yenan looked at the short-haired woman standing by the roadside and smiled, "It's not a pity. In the current situation, even if you gave me the car, I couldn't afford the maintenance fees. I just don't know if I'll have a chance to gamble with Luo Yun again today and earn some pocket money."
"Oh? When you came, you only said you had a project you wanted me to invest in, but you didn't say you wanted to make money off me." The short-haired woman knew this was said on purpose for her to hear, so she didn't pretend not to hear.
"Since we're already here," Luan Yenan said as he stepped out of the sports car with Zuo Baixuan, sizing up the woman in front of him.
Luo Yun.
The owner of Russell International Circuit.
He is also a rare S-level Alpha. Although his pheromone level is not top-tier, he is the one with the highest social status in the original owner's circle of friends. He is also a rare heir in the circle of rich second-generation people in Beijing who is praised by all the elders.
He can be himself in private, but he has to be humble and subservient in front of his elders. He is a typical two-faced person.
But no one would be so tactless as to expose her, and the elders turned a blind eye to her behavior.
She can manage large sums of money, and is much freer than ordinary rich kids who rely on their families for money. She is also much more sophisticated than the original owner of this body.
This is also why Luan Yenan chose to ask her for money.
The heat on the ground subsided a bit in the afternoon, and the shaded area under the stands was slightly cool. Luo Yun wore a pure black leather jacket over her T-shirt, and was followed by two bodyguards. She stood in front of the VIP elevator, looking very impressive.
It was quite a show of respect for him to personally come down to pick up Luan Yenan.
Although she didn't come down voluntarily out of politeness, it was mostly because of the people's impatient curiosity.
Having grown up in a top-tier wealthy family, very few things can stimulate her.
She was tired of the pleasures of spending lavishly and the pleasures of pheromones in intimate relationships.
As the team's investor, he has built a strong team that has gained some international recognition.
Therefore, Luo Yun successfully obtained the operating rights of the Russell International Circuit from the Russell Group.
To have some fun, she's been randomly incubating all sorts of seemingly meaningless projects lately.
Finally, today, Luan Yenan sent a message, which was concise and to the point. The four words "project investment" piqued Luo Yun's interest.
Miss Luan personally came to ask me for investment? What an unprecedented thing!
What intrigued her even more was the identity of the Omega who supposedly reformed prodigal sons.
She certainly looks like a beauty now.
Whether it's her figure or her face, she's still considered top-notch among the many beauties she's seen.
Not to mention those captivating eyes.
The eyes were covered before I could take a closer look.
Luo Yun raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh as she looked at Luan Yenan, who was covering Zuo Baixuan's eyes: "Miss Luan, who has always treated Omegas like clothes, now that she has a treasure, she won't even let anyone look at her?"
Luan Yenan ignored the other party's teasing and replied in an ambiguous tone, "My darling wife is different after all."
Luo Yun found these words somewhat amusing.
But before a smile could appear on her face, she frowned first.
Luan Yenan's overly serious attitude and the change in his aura made Luo Yun feel uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.
That was a rapid exchange of glances between Alphas.
She didn't detect pheromones; it was an invisible pressure. She had only ever felt them from the elders in her family.
She and Miss Luan had often clashed in the past.
Despite being both S-class Alphas, Luo Yun often lost to Miss Luan due to her top-tier pheromones and her unusual lack of martial ethics.
Has it evolved to the point where it has the same level of deterrence even without pheromones?
Luo Yun withdrew her gaze, suppressed her thoughts, and decided to take the person upstairs first: "Let's go. It's not my way of treating guests to stand here. Let's talk upstairs."
Luan Yenan led Zuo Baixuan into the elevator.
Zuo Baixuan stayed close to Luan Yenan, trying to make her presence as inconspicuous as possible.
Luo Yun was quite particular; because Luan Yenan minded, she didn't let her gaze linger on Zuo Baixuan again.
He only glanced at the two of them out of the corner of his eye.
Is it really possible to make a scumbag Alpha turn around and become a model Alpha?
She was somewhat curious whether she could meet such an Omega.
But the thought only lingered in her mind for a second before she began to laugh at herself.
I've been bored for too long, and this thought actually came to mind. How could I not get tired of being with the same person?
How long can Miss Luan, who is even more eager for novelty than she is, maintain this attitude?
Luo Yun stroked her chin and looked at Luan Yenan with a scrutinizing gaze for a while.
Until we arrived at the VIP viewing platform.
There were quite a few people standing in the public lounge area; they were all from the wealthy second-generation circle, and most of them came here to socialize.
Everyone looked incredulous when they saw Luan Yenan being personally received by Luo Yun.
Instead of returning to her private room, Luo Yun found a spot in the lounge area.
Luan Yenan had no objection and naturally led Zuo Baixuan to sit down, while glancing at the record time displayed on the large screen opposite them and the scene of everyone celebrating in the venue.
"The professional teams are pretty strong, are the amateur teams still around?"
This conversation should sound as casual as a casual chat.
Zuo Baixuan, who was standing to the side, did not say anything, but quietly poured a glass of water for Luan Yenan.
Luo Yun took the wine glass handed to her by the bodyguard: "Are you looking into the situation of the car fleet that was sold back then?"
While offering a reminder, he kept a close eye on Luan Yenan's expression.
Luan Yenan wasn't embarrassed by the stupid things the original owner of this body had done. He took the water glass from Zuo Baixuan, took a sip, and said directly, "Didn't I just say I wanted to make a bet with you? I think if I asked to compete against the amateur team members in a short-track car rally, you would agree, right?"
Because this was such an outlandish statement, Luo Yun had to ask to confirm: "You want to race with amateur team members?"
“Yes,” Luan Yenan replied.
The surrounding area was bustling with voices, as if no one was paying attention to Boss Luo and her two guests.
But in that instant, everything was exposed.