Right after she spoke, a magnetic voice arrived from the door.
"There were pictures taken of us because Ms. Lou was shameless and kept on bothering me. Why did I go watch the car races? It's to watch those male racers."
"I went to those races to track down the God of Racing. I'm fine if a certain someone and her fans choose to be delusional. But I cannot forgive you for making my girlfriend misunderstand."
Just then, Jun Yexuan went up to Qiao Qing, sat down beside her, and embraced her.
"Actually, I want to thank Ms. Lou for exposing my relationship with Qingqing. Now, we can date openly under bright sunlight."
His words made Lou Yufei feel like she'd been slapped in the face. It hurt.
She glared at the couple and began to shake from fury.
Qiao Qing's fans and other customers who were uninvolved all began to giggle.
That slap landed squarely on her face. It sure was loud.
Lou Yufei's fans began to seek each other out awkwardly. Some were embarrassed, others were furious.
The same girl from before said angrily, "It could be that third young master Jun likes what's new and ditches the old. He's probably saying this intentionally."
"Also, all Qiao Qing's ever achieved was a few books. How's she comparable to Feifei?"
"Other than the God of Racing, sister Feifei is the number one car racer in this country! She's also the number one descendant of the martial arts family."
"It's not rare for a girl to know how to write. But how many girls know how to race or martial arts?"
"Not only does my sister Feifei know those things, but she's also so good at them. Even men look up to her!"
"Third young master Jun didn't choose my sister Feifei, and instead chose a random author who doesn't have as much influence and status? What kind of eyesight does he have?"
Her words helped Lou Yufei gain back her confidence.
"Exactly, sister Feifei, don't be sad. We are independently beautiful."
"When you're standing on the podium after bringing honor to the nation, third young master Jun will come back to you!"
"..."
Jun Yexuan, "..."
Just then, there was a commotion by the restaurant door.
Someone inside the restaurant howled, "Oh my god! It's Fei Lai! Fei Lai, the prince of racing!"
"What the hell! Why's Fei Lai here?!"
"Oh wait, the racing competition is being hosted here. To prepare for the competition, all the competitors have started to come."
"Is Fei Lai here to eat?"
"..."
Different from book fans, who had a preference for genres, racing fans always admired those who were fast.
Other than the God of Racing, Fei Lai was the most consistent racer. Out of all of Lou Yufei's fans, most of them were Fei Lai's fans as well.
In this country, Lou Yufei was without a doubt, number one.
But internationally, other than the mysterious God of Racing, Fei Lai was for sure the most prominent.
Fei Lai didn't go to the hostess.
Instead, he turned the corner and entered the dining area.
Lou Yufei's friend, Zhang Yuanyuan whispered, "Feifei, the Prince of Racing must be here for you."
Her fans all chimed in, "Two top-notch racers are here! How come I am so excited?!"
"It looks like Sister Feifei is friends with the best in the world! She's not like a certain someone! I sure hope she doesn't end up like Yi Shiqiong, who dreams of marrying herself into a wealthy family. Look at what happened in the end!"
Lou Yufei's face flashed with proudness. Honestly, she did achieve the high record of going 427km/hr. But that wasn't her average speed in training.
She was self-aware enough to know Fei Lai was better than her.
But Fei Lai was usually proud and cold. He didn't really interact with any other racers.
For him to suddenly come for her surprised her.