"Damn bad luck, I didn't expect Lin Dong to be such a loser. He lost and then acted shamelessly. Now the car and the money are both gone."
Xiaoxiao muttered, without having transferred ownership, that car wasn't hers.
"But at least he's ruined, right? If he could choose again, I bet he'd opt to give up the car and the money," Hao Jian teased, but there are no ifs.
"Yeah, he likes women so much, it must be killing him. He'll probably only be able to fantasize about women and sex for the rest of his life."
Xiaoxiao burst into laughter, then looked at Hao Jian with adoring eyes:
"Uncle, you are so amazing, managing to defeat Liang Jiankun. Why not teach me how to race?"
"No teaching," Hao Jian shook his head like a rattle drum.
"Why?" Xiaoxiao's face fell, and she asked unhappily.
"Because it's not safe. The thrill of speed might feel great, but it's also deadly," Hao Jian earnestly explained.
