Business Tycoon Pursues His Wife Wholeheartedly

Cindy glanced over to Tom before getting in the car, the look they gave her just now made her uncomfortable.

But this is an official race, after all, Cindy withdrew her thoughts and got into the car.

The cheering outside was cut off by the car window.

Cindy put on her helmet and took a deep breath.

She stared at the finish line in the distance, she was determined to win.

Noman joked from the side, “The other runners are going to be scared off when they see that look in your eyes.”

Cindy smiled, “That’s better.”

The referee blew the ready whistle.

“Cindy, after the game, if we are in the first place, I have something to tell you.” Noman’s eyes changed, too, and he quickly threw himself into the focus of the race, his hand gripping the steering wheel.

“We must be in the first place.” Cindy didn’t notice the deeper meaning in his words.

The countdown cleared and all the cars, almost instantly, all pulled out of the start.

“The track of this race has increased the mud track and mountain road, the distance is also doubled, these are a test for the driver and co-driver, plus the rainy weather today, the driver wants to pull away from the car, is very difficult … Wait! Car No. 4 is leading!”

“The black horse was the first to pass the mud track with an absolute advantage, what happened to his car? The car was about to fly in the mud, but it was so smooth! This is a great operation!”

The host’s emotions rose, and the screen broadcasted Cindy’s beautiful side face on the passenger seat up close.

“Let’s wait and see if Dark Horse can create a miracle again today!”

The audience shouted, “Dark Horse!”

At this moment, the VIP viewing area.

A long black figure sitting in the middle, the staff of the race side have stood on both sides, even if the people on the left and right tried to do everything possible to flatter him, the man’s face did not fluctuate, deep eyes always fixed on the big screen.

Mr. David is thirsty for ass-kissing, and finally couldn’t help but say, “Mr. Miller, the influence of our competition is very big, and it will certainly be very beneficial to your company’s image, and when the competition is over later, I wonder if Mr. Miller would like to present the award to the winner?”

Rarely, Eric’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he turned to look at the screen live, “They, will they win?”

They? Who are they referring to?

Mr. David looked over along and asked tentatively, “Car 4… 4?”

Eric was silent.

“Most likely!”

Mr. David thought Eric was interested in Noman’s car #4 and immediately began to explain, “The dark horse competitors are our favorites to win this race, and, they got a very beautiful and powerful female co-driver.”

Eric clutched his chair and tightened his long, bony fingers.

At that moment, the host shouted excitedly, ” Catching up, both car 2 and car 3 are clinging to the dark horse! They are about to drive into the mountain road, want to overtake? This is indeed a good opportunity to overtake, but will it really work out as expected?”

Eric narrowed his eyes and clearly saw car #4, slowing down with the other drivers in pursuit.

He leaned back and his mood inexplicably changed for the better.

The race was still going on.

“Noman, slow down!”

“What? I can’t …” Noman clutched the steering wheel, struggling to take control.

They had been holding the lead, how could they let up at this point?

“Listen to me.”

Faced with the situation of being pinned down by Tom and Arthur, Cindy was incredibly calm and quickly pointed out a side road, “9 o’clock, slow down to pass.”

Over there, is the most dangerous and shaky part of the mountain road.

No car would choose to pass there.

Burr!

The tires ground over the rocks, and the danger was overwhelming.

Because Tom’s car #2 scraped against them again, forcing Noman to swerve and dodge.

This is the fifth time.

The audience may not see it clearly on the screen, but the driver has the most direct feeling.

Cindy’s eyes were cold, Tom was trying to push them out of the track, not just to disqualify them from the race, but even, to flip them over and take their lives.

Such despicable means …

“Noman, trust me, I won’t let your head turn into a hornet’s nest.” Cindy did a good job of tuning the car, “Let’s go, even if it’s a desperate road there will be a silver lining.”

Noman clutched the steering wheel. Suddenly laughed, “not to mention a desperate road, is to let me go to die for you …”

He made a sharp turn, and the car drove toward that steep wall, flattening a hard road.

The violent bumps and the sandy wind outside drowned out the words Noman hadn’t finished.

Cindy’s pupils snapped shut, she knew how risky this approach was.

The host saw the change in car #4 and stood straight up.

“What’s the dark horse going to do?”

“He’s going to force his way through the other drivers’ chase? It’s too dangerous for him to go that way, it’s almost like a moth to a flame!”

“Medical car, go get ready right now!”

“Dark Horse’s team has run in a direction, is this a strategy they’ve discussed before, or, is Dark Horse’s car out of control? He’s taking the S-route, there’s a cliff in front of him, what the hell is he going to do!”

Bam!

The sound of a violent crash rang out across the race course.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The man originally sitting on the couch straightened up, his voice cold to the core, “What’s going on?”

“Mr. Miller, car number 4, it seems to have flipped over.” Mr. David began to shiver, “Car 4, that is the young master of the Jones family, if he is injured, then what can be done!”

Eric stared at the screen, a cold aura emanating from his body as if a voice in his heart was telling him: nothing can happen to that woman!

“Save the people.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller!” Assistant Brown immediately prepared to call 911.

Mr. David was sweating at this point, praying that Noman must be okay.

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