Yue Qingxi looked shocked when he saw the young man.

"Zhuoyi? Why are you here?"

Xia Yu couldn't help but feel sank when he saw Yue Qingxi knowing this person.

Someone around him exclaimed and shouted, "Zhuo Yi? This guy isn't that Zhuo Yi, right?"

"Which one is outstanding?" asked the others.

"Who else is the best? In this year's Formula 1 World Championship, the only Chinese driver won a sub-station championship and finally ranked tenth!"

"Damn it, it's him! This guy made many Chinese who like racing proud!"

Listening to the discussion around him, Xia Yu's expression remained unchanged. No matter what racer he was, to him, he was just an ordinary person.

But I don’t know what the relationship between Yue Qingxi and this guy is?

When Xia Yu was thinking about it, he heard Zhuo Yi say, "This driving school is run by one of my buddies. I have something to do here today, but I happened to hear a classmate saying that if you are studying for a driving license here, come and see you. If you haven't seen each other for a year, you are more beautiful than before. I'll give you this bouquet of flowers."

Damn, this excuse is really bad. Are you coming to see your buddy and still carrying flowers with you? Xia Yu complained in his heart.

"Thank you." Yue Qingxi hesitated for a moment, looked up at Xia Yu, and then took the flowers handed over by Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi asked with a smile: "How about I'll be your coach?"

Yue Qingxi shook his head and said, "Thank you, no need."

"What, do you think my level is not up to standard? I have a super driver's license and am definitely qualified to be a driving school teacher..."

Just as Zhuo Yi was persevering, Xia Yu stepped beside Zhuo Yi and Yue Qingxi and said in the intercept: "She has said no, don't you understand?"

Originally, there were many people around Yue Qingxi, but after those people recognized Zhuo Yi, they involuntarily retreated. In front of a tall, rich and handsome man like Zhuo Yi, the men who had ideas about Yue Qingxi just now felt that they were not even as bad as scum, so they all rationally retreated.

Zhuo Yi saw Xia Yu coming towards him, his face turned slightly cold, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you?" Zhuo Yi asked leisurely.

Xia Yu glanced at Yue Qingxi and said, "I am her boyfriend."

Yue Qingxi bit his lip and did not deny it. The reason why Yue Qingxi agreed was because she wanted to use this to make Zhuo Yi retreat.

Zhuo Yi looked at Yue Qingxi's performance and his face became serious.

As a classmate of Yue Qingxi High School, Zhuo Yi has pursued her for three years and knows her personality well. If Yue Qingxi had nothing to do with this person, she would definitely refute it, but she didn't even speak!

Zhuo Yi immediately knew that even if Yue Qingxi was not the girlfriend of the man in front of him, he must have a very close relationship with him.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yi felt a sense of resentment.

Zhuo Yi pursued Yue Qingxi in high school but failed. He was discouraged and went abroad. However, he had been obsessed with Yue Qingxi during this period. Therefore, taking advantage of the outstanding achievements this year, he took advantage of the momentum of returning home in glory and specifically inquired about Yue Qingxi's movements, just to show off in front of Yue Qingxi, but was hit by this fatal blow.

Xia Yu looked at Zhuo Yi's face getting colder, but his heart was very comfortable, especially Yue Qingxi's attitude, which was enough to show that she also wanted to clearly reject this person.

Since that's the case, Xia Yu naturally was not polite. He stepped forward and hugged Yue Qingxi's waist, and looked at Zhuoyi in demonstration. This was the second time Xia Yu hugged Yue Qingxi today, and he was in a natural mood.

Yue Qingxi forced himself to smile and refused to break away from Xia Yu's hand.

When Zhuo Yi saw Xia Yu's actions, he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, took out a medal, held it in both hands and handed it to Yue Qingxi.

"Xiaoxi, when I was in high school, you said you wanted to focus on your studies, so you refused my confession. After so many years, we all have our own careers, but my intentions towards you have not changed. This is the sub-station championship medal I won in the Formula One this year. I want to give it to you!"

Zhuo Yi looked sincere, "Although this medal is rare, to me, you are the most precious..."

"It's rare to have this broken medal?" Xia Yu sneered.

Zhuo Yi's face was filled with anger, "You can insult me, but you can't insult this medal!"

Xia Yu burst out laughing, "Isn't it just a sub-station champion? You're still proud, I can do it."

"You?" Zhuo Yi laughed disdainfully.

Xia Yu smiled, "What, I can abuse you at my level."

"Abusing me? If you have a habit, let's run a few laps. I want to see how you abuse me." Zhuo Yi shouted.

Yue Qingxi pulled Xia Yu for a moment, obviously reminding him not to act irritably.

Xia Yu patted Yue Qingxi's simple hand lightly and said with a smile: "I'd better not want it anymore, so as not to make you cry in a while, saying that I'm bullying the children."

Zhuo Yi sneered: "I knew you could only be a hero with verbal words, so forget it if you don't have the ability."

"Since you want to find abuse so much, I will reluctantly satisfy you." Xia Yu said indifferently, "But I don't have a car."

"Just run with my car and I'll find another car so that others won't say I'm bullying you." Zhuo Yi said confidently.

Xia Yu looked at the sports car and said casually: "Just give me one car, no matter what car you use, it will be the same result."

Zhuo Yi snorted coldly, made a phone call, and then began to arrange racing.

Soon, a young man drove another luxury sports car.

Zhuo Yi was indeed very proud of his face. He cleared a temporary race track in the driving school soon.

The coaches and other students in the driving school heard that some people were trying to challenge the world-class driver Zhuoyi without knowing how to fight the world-class driver, so they all came to watch.

Yue Qingxi looked at Xia Yu, full of confidence, and was surprised.

Isn't this guy a magician?

He still knows racing?

But Zhuoyi is a world-class racer. Why is he so sure?

Is Xia Yu bluffing or really capable?

Yue Qingxi became curious.

The coaches and students around him, looking at Xia Yu's appearance, also started to talk about it.

But these people are not discussing whether Xia Yu is really capable, but betting how many rounds Xia Yu will be thrown by Zhuo Yi.

Someone made a bet for this.

Xia Yu's odds are one hundred per loss.

But even so, no one beat Xia Yu to win, because Zhuo Yi's identity has spread a lot. As long as he is a normal person, he will never believe that Xia Yu can win Zhuo Yi.

That's a world-class racer!

And Zhuo Yi’s opponent, Xia Yu, who is that? I don’t know him. I heard that he doesn’t even have a driver’s license!

Such a game with huge strength is at most fun in the eyes of those people around them. What they really want to watch is the style of world-class drivers!

Countless people held their mobile phones and prepared to record this scene so that they could be used as capital for boasting in the future.
Chapter completed!