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Chapter 17

Xue Zhe showed a regretful expression: "Who knows, I can only say that I was wrong, and it is not a loss to spend money to buy lessons."

Then he said: "Your skills are indeed powerful, but are you interested in another competition?"

"Really, with you?" Qin Fan shrugged.

"It's not with me, it's with another expert. If you beat him, I'll play with you."

Qin Fan shook his head, expressing his disinterest, "Forget it, I'm not interested in forming cliques."

After playing with a bunch of dandies for a while, once the excitement passed, he felt that it was boring and prepared to leave.

Xue Zhe quickly stopped him, and pointed to himself with his thumb: "I don't know, Zhonghai University is responsible, at least there are hundreds of brothers..."

Qin Fan walked away.

It's just a few brats, and it's useless to him.

As soon as he moved, Xue Zhe was already entangled with him like brown sugar, looked at Qin Fan eagerly, and pleaded in his tone: "Multiple acquaintances have multiple paths, anyway, I am also a big brother-level figure, please save face chant."

Qin Fan couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, stopped and asked, "Be honest, who is the other party?"

"That's how it is. Recently, Zhonghai has a master racer. It is said that he used to be the queen underground racer of South American drug lords. I competed with him once, and I was completely beaten and humiliated..."

After listening for a while, Qin Fan finally understood that he was planning to ask himself for revenge.

After a little thought, he decided to agree.

Firstly, it is a period of recovering skills recently, and playing with a group of young people can make one's mentality younger and more aggressive. His current state is sometimes really not suitable.

As for the second point, it is related to some secret things. He is very interested in some people in South America, and there is reason to suspect that the identity of this so-called drug lord's queen racing driver is not simple.

So, he decided to find out.

After all, I now have an excellent identity cover.

Upon receiving his response, Xue Zhe almost jumped up, pumping his fists excitedly: "Damn it, there is finally hope to get rid of shame."

Before leaving, Qin Fan was going to take a taxi back with Song Xiaohan, Xue Zhe said nothing, but let him go back in his own racing car, and squeezed with others.

In his words, it is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation to be courteous to high scholars.

Qin Fan was speechless.

A little kid actually talked about traditional virtues with himself. When he gave Confucius advice, helped Lao Tzu improve his theoretical framework, and mercilessly criticized Mencius, I really miss it when I think about it.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.

The longevity that the emperors of all dynasties strived for is actually not that good.

When they got home, the Song De couple had already returned.

Qin Fan took a glance and found that Song Wanyu hadn't come back yet, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Wanyu hasn't come back yet, did you call?"

Since he got out of the state of five declines, his sense of participation in the Song family's family affairs has become stronger and stronger. After all, without Song Wanyu's shelter, it's hard to say what state he is now.

Lin Xiuqin seemed a little depressed: "I didn't call, maybe I'm busy with business?"

Qin Fan frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

He was very aware of Song Wanyu's schedule, usually she would come back before ten o'clock, and now it was almost eleven o'clock, and she still hadn't come back, something must be wrong.

Thinking of this, he decided to go out for a trip.

Lin Xiuqin stopped him with an uncomfortable expression.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Qin Fan asked.

Lin Xiuqin said, "Just call me auntie..."

Qin Fan frowned, feeling that Lin Xiuqin didn't seem to be as enthusiastic as yesterday, and there was even a bit of indifference in his expression.

Moreover, changing the name to Auntie, the implication is self-evident.

"How did you discuss the divorce with Wanyu?"

"what?"

Qin Fan was taken aback for a moment, he remembered that Lin Xiuqin told him to make up the wedding with Song Wanyu yesterday, how could he change his mind in the blink of an eye?

He doesn't necessarily want to be the son-in-law of the Song family. For him, there are many things that need to be resolved. It is definitely unrealistic for him to stay dormant in the Dragon Shoal.

It's just that this mother-in-law is too fickle, right?
Is it because you are stimulated by visiting relatives?
Sure enough, Lin Xiuqin continued: "Today we went to Wanyu's aunt's house. Her aunt's daughter is really lucky. It is said that she married a Moroccan noble..."

"Her aunt also introduced Wanyu to a high-achieving student who graduated from Cambridge University. I heard that he is doing the Internet. I plan to take a look the day after tomorrow, so I think it's not a problem for you and Wanyu to be so vague..."

"Auntie, I understand. I will divorce Wanyu tomorrow."

Qin Fan answered freely, but felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

Lin Xiuqin originally thought that it would take a lot of trouble, but she didn't expect Qin Fan to be so straightforward, which was a bit unexpected. At this moment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Qin Fan, you should find a good job. In this way Well, you will have dinner at home the day after tomorrow, in the name of a distant relative, so you can see what a real elite is like."

Hehe, the corners of Qin Fan's mouth twitched as he thanked Lin Xiuqin for his charity.

Then he said hello and walked into the night.

"Oh, you, you..."

The door was closed, and he sat on the sofa in silence. Song De, who had witnessed the whole process, sighed, pointed at Lin Xiuqin, and stopped talking after half a sentence.

Lin Xiuqin reprimanded: "As long as you don't care about things for a day, Wanyu is the boss of the company anyway, at least she has to find someone who is well-matched. Is he worthy of Qin Fan? I don't want to be laughed at by her aunt all day long."

Song De remained silent.

Dark night.

Coming out of Song's house, Qin Fan's face was calm, but his mood was surprisingly bad, even he himself was a little strange.

Thousands of years of life, countless ups and downs, his heart has long been tempered as hard as iron.

It's just that in this life, it's easy to have emotional fluctuations.

He had noticed this change a long time ago, especially recently.

He drove the racing car and went straight to Song Wanyu's hotel.

At eleven o'clock, Zhong Hai was still full of traffic, walking through the traffic, and soon arrived at the entrance of Song Wanyu's hotel.

It was already closed at nine o'clock, and there was no light in the whole building except the security room.

However, Song Wanyu's car parked quietly on the field.

"Security, did you see where Mr. Song went?"

The security guard poked his head out of the window and pointed to the east: "I went in that direction. A man helped her walk for about a quarter of an hour."

"Okay, thank you!"

Leaving the hotel, Qin Fan's expression darkened, and his intuition told him that Song Wanyu must be in trouble.

Going straight along the east road, he looked around from time to time, and suddenly his eyes changed.

In the parking lot of the "Marriott Hotel" not far away, Wu Jianping's car was impressively parked.

Qin Fan's face sank like water, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

And when his eyes fell on the two figures at the entrance of the hotel, murderous aura overflowed in an instant.

Seeing Wu Jianping half-dragging and half-supporting Song Wanyu into the hotel, Song Wanyu staggered, either drunk or drugged!

(End of this chapter)