CHAPTER 640: CHAPTER 0558: RACING CAR

After standing at the entrance for ten minutes, Ye Lei drove a flashy blue Ferrari to the street corner.

Ye Qingfeng sat in the passenger seat and curiously asked, "Where’s Brother Shan? Didn’t he come with you?"

"Ah, he went with your uncle to handle some affairs. In three days, the Wei Family will be hosting the opening banquet for the Yanjing Training Camp at Futao Garden. The two of them went ahead to make arrangements, and our Ye Family must also make an appearance then!"

"Oh right, you must come with us that day. It’ll be good to experience such a grand occasion. You can’t let Brother Lei lose face!"

Ye Lei patted Ye Qingfeng on the shoulder and laughed.

Ye Qingfeng’s lips curved into a teasing smile, "A grand occasion, huh? Alright, I’ll come with you guys that day and see just how grand it really is!"

He was the Invincible War God, Ye Jiujie. Since emerging, he had slain war kings, swept through the Huaxia Martial Arts world, and dismantled the internationally renowned organization, Divine Punishment.

The formidable God Slaying Hall also retreated at his hand. He killed six, severely wounded one, and for him, a small Yanjing gathering was hardly a grand occasion.

"By the way, you said you’re going to compete with Wei Wuming later? What’s going on?"

With the car speeding along, Ye Qingfeng casually asked.

"This isn’t the first time. In Yanjing, apart from reclusive geniuses like Yu Yaosheng, everyone always puts Wei Wuming at the top. How could I and Brother Shan accept that?"

"But fighting him would inevitably trigger conflict between the two families, so these private alternative competitions aren’t few. Over the years, it’s been a case of mutual wins and losses!"

"Today he proposed racing on the mountain road, and as a son of the Ye Family, I obviously can’t refuse!"

Ye Lei suddenly thought of something, "Oh right, Xiao Feng, your fiancée Qiu Ying should also be there. She’s known for loving racing!"

"Qiu Ying?"

Ye Qingfeng stroked his chin, completely uninterested in this woman.

He rolled down the window, letting the cold wind pour in, alleviating much of the stuffiness in his heart.

"As for Ouyang, perhaps I was too hasty!"

He chuckled, shaking his head, and temporarily set this matter aside.

What is his will eventually be his.

The mountain road was initially a main thoroughfare in Yanjing during the 80s. But after the reform, vehicles almost always chose other routes, and hardly any passed through, gradually turning it into a racing track for some of Yanjing’s young nobles.

Ye Lei drove Ye Qingfeng to the top of the mountain road, and the bustling scene before him caused Ye Qingfeng to be slightly surprised.

Compared to the underground race tracks in Jiangbei back then, this was far more spectacular.

Ye Lei got out of the car, immediately inciting a wave of screams and cheers from girls. Ye Qingfeng stood by the Ferrari with his hands in his pockets, his gaze indifferent, completely out of place with the bustling scene around him.

Amidst the crowd, a large circle naturally formed, and in the center of the circle stood a sleek Lamborghini, its elegant and streamlined body drawing all eyes.

At the front of the car stood a handsome young man, exuding an air of sophistication with his black-rimmed glasses, attracting countless admiring, loving, and even fearful glances.

The Yanjing Crown Prince, Wei Wuming, was the absolute focus among the younger generation wherever he went in Yanjing.

Beside him stood Yu Shuang, tall and alluring, enjoying the envious gazes of many males who longed to take her place alongside Wei Wuming.

Not far from Wei Wuming sat a beautiful woman whose charm did not lose to Yu Shuang, perhaps even surpassing it, and she captured the eyes of many men.

"Ying’er, you never miss a competition!"

Wei Wuming, looking at the beautiful woman, lightly laughed.

The woman was Qiu Ying, and she nodded slowly, "Of course, and this is a showdown between you two Yanjing young masters. I naturally had to come and admire it!"

Yu Shuang glanced at Qiu Ying, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

Though her looks were not inferior to Qiu Ying’s, their identities were worlds apart.

Qiu Ying was the daughter of the Qiu Family, noble as a princess, while she was merely the daughter of a wealthy businessman from a small city, an enormous gap. She sensed from Wei Wuming’s gaze that he valued Qiu Ying more.

Qiu Ying also surveyed Yu Shuang. For some reason, seeing her stand with Wei Wuming did not evoke much rejection in her. Since the trip to Jiangnan, Wei Wuming’s status as the number one of the younger generation had already been shaken in her heart.

Wei Wuming smiled faintly, then turned to Yu Shuang and said, "Little Shuang, I brought you here today to relax; the past few days’ work has been tough on you!"

Yu Shuang, hearing Wei Wuming’s gentle tone, rejoiced in her heart and softly replied, "Working for the Crown Prince is not a hardship!"

Wei Wuming said nothing, but was quite satisfied with this newly appointed subordinate.

"Wei Wuming, stop dawdling, let’s begin!"

Ye Lei’s clear voice rang out, and everyone automatically stepped aside to make way.

Wei Wuming looked at Ye Lei, still smiling.

"You just arrived, don’t you need a break before starting?"

Ye Lei grinned, "I don’t need rest. Remember our bet, the top seed spot in the training camp!"

Wei Wuming smiled indifferently, exuding a powerful aura.

"I, Wei Wuming, always keep my word. One lap up and down the mountain. As long as you win, the top seed spot is yours."

Ye Lei laughed heartily, "Great, there are many things I dislike about you, Wei Wuming, but in this regard, I commend you!"

Just then, Yu Shuang asked Wei Wuming, "Crown Prince, may I sit beside you and watch during the race?"

Wei Wuming nodded with a smile, unconcerned, "Of course, having one more or fewer person makes no difference to me!"

Ye Lei’s eyes twitched. Wei Wuming was completely dismissing his driving skills, not seeing him as a threat.

"In that case, I’ll ride with Brother Ye Lei!"

Qiu Ying stood up, her slender and graceful figure a sight to behold.

Wei Wuming did not object. He got into the car, and Yu Shuang excitedly followed.

"Alright, Ying’er, you can sit in my car!" Ye Lei turned, with Qiu Ying following him.

Upon reaching the Ferrari, Qiu Ying suddenly paused.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Lei’s expression changed slightly, suddenly remembering that Ye Qingfeng was also there and smacking his forehead in self-reproach.

He smiled awkwardly, "Xiao Feng, Ying’er wants to join us for a race, how about it?"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at Qiu Ying with indifferent eyes, devoid of any emotion, as if looking at a stranger, and nodded.

Qiu Ying was shaken. From Ye Lei’s address, she knew the young man before her was undoubtedly the unruly nephew of Ye Gang, Ye Qingfeng, but the indifferent and calm gaze was not one a playboy should have.

It was like... like the eyes of the divine and demonic figure by the West Lake that day.