Xu Youyou frowned slightly, displeased with the person's words.
Fu Jianchen glared at the person and cursed, "Get lost! Don't f*cking talk nonsense!"
The person who was scolded did not get angry. He only walked to the side with a happy expression on his face and looked for someone to drink with him.
The competition had already started.
A long and wide stretch of road had been built in this remote place. The lights that illuminated the darkness were all from the vehicles in the surroundings. Amidst the chattering, the roar of the cars could be heard.
The people in the surroundings were wild with excitement. All of them held beer cans in their hands, and from time to time, they would cheer and shout.
Xu Youyou did not dislike this kind of atmosphere, but she could not get into it as well. Hence, she said, "Thank you for bringing me here, but I want to go home."
After saying that, Xu Youyou turned to leave.
