"He's indeed not bad. He's better than you and me."
"It's just that he doesn't seem to be very familiar with those big turns." Han Tian saw the problem.
"It's been a long time since Zhuoqian raced. It's normal for him not to be familiar with the track."
"It seems that Mr. Lu will be admitting defeat yet again."
Zheng Mengwei looked carefully and realized that Su Zhuoqian had already left everyone behind.
With a roar, Su Zhuoqian's car arrived at the finish line.
From afar, Han Tian kept waving at them.
Su Zhuoqian and Qiao Weiyang got out of the car and walked over.
Zheng Mengwei's eyes flickered. Why did she seem to see Qiao Weiyang get out of the driver's seat?
However, on second thought, she denied it. Impossible! The car just now was so stable and fast. How could Qiao Weiyang have driven it?
Her imagination must've gone wild.
In the blink of an eye, Su Zhuoqian and Qiao Weiyang had already walked over.
