He took a deep drag on the cigarette and slowly stamped out the cigarette butt.

If ants don't step on them, they... really don't know how to advance or retreat.

"Middle-aged uncle... how about giving you a chance?" At this moment, a rich second-generation man in the crowd suddenly said with provocation.

"What opportunity?" Chen Zongheng raised his eyes and stared at him lightly.

"Do you dare to use your car to race against us? As long as you win, the money this girl owes us will be written off. In addition, each of us will give you another 100 million."

"If, you lose...hehe." The rich second generation laughed mockingly and lewdly.

"If you lose, how about...lend this girl to some of our brothers and play with her for a few days. When you get tired of playing with her, you can send her back."

The rich second generation stared at Chen Zongheng provocatively and mockingly.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he slowly replied with one word, "Okay."

Anyway, he didn't bother to take action against this group of garbage ants. If he did, he would be killed or injured.

He was afraid of getting his hands dirty.

You can use this method to solve problems and save yourself trouble.

"Wha~!" Sitting in the Aston Martin sports car under the autumn frost, hearing this scene, her pretty face turned pale with fright.

"Uncle...you can't compare with them...it's not fair! Their cars are all illegally modified!!" Qiu Shuangxia was a little frightened.

Quickly reminded!

If Chen Zongheng loses, then... isn't it over for him?!

You know, the bet is on yourself!

But Chen Zongheng ignored her struggle at all.

Instead, he reached out and touched her head.

"Don't make any noise, adults will handle your business."

Huh~!

Hearing these words and seeing Chen Zongheng's actions... Qiu Shuangxia's whole body was stunned.

Chen Zongheng's hand touched her head as if stroking a kitten.

This feeling...

So comfortable.

I really want to be touched by him like this.

For no reason, such a thought flashed through Qiu Shuangxia's heart...

She subconsciously, so obediently... nodded...

This looks like a cute little kitten~

She enjoys it so much, this feeling of being touched by her master~

Wait, it's not the master.

It's a boyfriend.

However, this good impression did not last long, and Chen Zongheng quickly retracted his hand.

He lit a cigarette, his eyes calm, and walked towards the group of rich second-generation people.

Sitting in the car under the autumn frost, my face was filled with disappointment...Why, why, happiness comes so short?

I really want to be touched by him again~~

Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold, and he slowly walked to the group of rich second-generation people step by step.

"It's okay to bet."

"But I don't want money."

His voice was calm and he spoke slowly.

"Oh, interesting, what do you want?" A rich second generation stared at him mockingly and asked.

"If I win, I will give each of you fifteen slaps."

"I lost and I'll let you do whatever you want."

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, and he spoke slowly, word by word.

The rich second-generation people laughed, laughing more mockingly than ever before.

"Okay, middle-aged uncle, you are very talented."
Chapter completed!