Chapter 45

Ji Yanchuan's face was smeared with stinky dog poop, and he let out a sharp, piercing scream from his throat!

"Ah! Dog poop! It's in my eyes!"

Pei Youchuan pulled Pei Buxian behind him and said sarcastically, "Seventh Brother, we should at least be friendly, right? Didn't we already agree that the loser would run naked around the track? This dog poop is an extra item, and it comes with an extra charge."

Pei Buxian's dark circles under his eyes deepened with his rage. His tone was cold and biting: "I can afford it."

Pei Youchuan forced a smile: "But we still have to follow the agreed-upon rules."

He snapped his fingers, signaling the staff: "Please help us take this guy's clothes off."

The staff at the racing club was shocked: "But... Mr. Ji isn't feeling well right now."

Pei Youchuan seemed puzzled: "What does his discomfort have to do with me? I'm not the one feeling unwell."

The staff's mouth twitched: "But he can't run naked like this."

Pei Youchuan: "It's fine, just put him on the ground."

The staff, confused, placed the stretcher on the ground.

Pei Youchuan didn't hesitate and started stripping Ji Yanchuan's clothes!

The staff: "?!"

Pei Youchuan laughed boldly as he undressed, "Come on, we're all men here. Honor your bet and don't be shy! I'll help you take off your clothes!"

Ji Yanchuan was powerless to resist: "You guys, ah!"

Pei Youchuan tore off his shirt with a mischievous grin: "You were trying to run over my sister just now, weren't you?"

Ji Yanchuan was stunned and struggled to open his eyes to look at him.

Pei Youchuan towered over him, tearing at his clothes with a smile full of menace: "You're going to pay for that."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Ji Yanchuan was furious, but the stench of dog poop made him dizzy: "I won't let you get away with this!"

Pei Youchuan yanked off his pants: "And I won't let you get away with it!"

At the same time, Pei Che raised his hand and covered Qiao Chuchu's eyes: "You don't need to watch any further."

Qiao Chuchu: "…Lin Qing, do you want to cover your eyes too?"

Lin Qing's laughter was barely contained: "No need, I've seen every inch of that guy. No need to be shy. I even wanted to take a video, haha!"

Lin Shen ordered: "Lin Qing, put your phone away. Do you even dare to film this? Aren't you afraid of getting a virus?"

Lin Qing was disappointed: "Fine."

Qiao Chuchu, whose eyes were covered and couldn't see anything: "…"

Pei Youchuan finished undressing and lifted the stretcher: "Someone else come over, let's take him for a lap around the racetrack!"

Pei Fengnong stepped forward with a serious expression: "I'll do it!"

Qiao Chuchu closed her eyes, although she couldn't see, she could imagine the scene of Pei Fengnong and Pei Youchuan running with the naked Ji Yanchuan on the track.

It must be hilarious.

Because Lin Qing next to her burst into laughter: "That little bastard Ji Yanchuan, he's too embarrassed to show his face, and he's covering it. Hahaha, it's killing me!"

Pei Mu laughed so hard she couldn't stand straight: "The best part is that there's still dog poop on his face. Even if he's covering his face, he doesn't dare to actually touch it. Hahahaha!"

Pei Youchuan was full of energy as he ran with Ji Yanchuan: "One-two-one! One-two-one! One-two-one! Shake it, boy!"

Pei Fengnong ran behind, coldly staring at Ji Yanchuan.

Ji Yanchuan felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation wash over him. Covering his face, he raged impotently: "I won't let you get away with this! Just you wait!"

Pei Fengnong ignored him, completing the entire lap and then casually tossed Ji Yanchuan like trash!

Ji Yanchuan crashed to the ground, the cold ground seeping through him, and he looked up in fury: "You—"

His words cut off abruptly.

Because Pei Fengnong was looking down at him.

Pei Youchuan's smile had also disappeared without a trace.

The brothers stood like grim reapers over him.

Ji Yanchuan felt a chill run down his spine under their gaze: "What else do you want?"

Pei Fengnong's gaze was cold and sharp: "Ji Yanchuan, you almost killed my sister just now."

Ji Yanchuan laughed angrily: "I just wanted to hit her a little, give her a lesson. You're overreacting."

Pei Fengnong's face was expressionless, his aura deadly and almost blending into the night, his tone low and grave.

"If it weren't for her skills, at that speed, she would have been dead at your hands."

Ji Yanchuan still didn't think he had done anything wrong, casually retorting: "But she's not dead, is she?"

Pei Fengnong's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Good, very good. Since you say that, let's discuss it rationally."

"My brother stripped you naked because you have to honor your bet. The loser should run naked. But you intentionally tried to hit my sister, and I'll settle that account slowly."

Pei Fengnong leaned down, his gaze intense: "Let's see how this plays out."

Ji Yanchuan's eyelid twitched, and he glared at Pei Fengnong and Pei Youchuan as they left: "What about your brother Pei Buxian smearing dog poop on my face? How are you going to settle that!"

No matter how loudly he shouted, Pei Fengnong didn't look back, walking straight to Qiao Chuchu and grabbing her hand to leave.

Qiao Chuchu's vision suddenly cleared: "? Is it over?"

Pei Fengnong's face was cold: "It's over, but don't look back. That guy still isn't dressed."

She pouted in disgust but couldn't help feeling a bit amused: "I saw him crash, and I thought the punishment would be canceled."

Pei Fengnong's tone was icy: "A bet is a bet. He has to face the consequences of losing."

Qiao Chuchu nodded, staring at Pei Fengnong's tall, straight back.

[It's strange. Even though I won, why do I feel like Fourth Brother is really angry? Did I say something wrong?]

Pei Fengnong stopped in his tracks, his face dark as he turned to face her.

His tightly furrowed brow could almost crush a fly, his eyes filled with a deep worry and anxiety.

She had just barely escaped death, yet she was still so lively?

Qiao Chuchu felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze: "…"

No way… Could it be that because I won, he's going to scold me? I remember he's not the kind of person who likes to use a style of education that involves constant criticism and pressure.

Pei Fengnong: "?"

He was just worried—

Forget it.

He wasn't worried.

Pei Fengnong took out his phone and transferred money to her: "We agreed, you came with me to the race, so I'll transfer you 50,000. This time you won, so I'll transfer you 100,000."

Qiao Chuchu was pleasantly surprised: "Then, just now your face was so dark, was it because you didn't want to give me the 100,000?"

Pei Fengnong: "?"

She quickly put on a smile: "Hehe, just kidding. Fourth Brother is super generous, he doesn't care about such a small amount of money!~"

[Compared to money given to me out of nowhere, I prefer money I earn myself. It's more solid, and it gives me a sense of accomplishment!~]

Qiao Chuchu happily checked her phone messages, then suddenly thought of something: "Fourth Brother, if I had lost today, would you have supported me running naked?"

Pei Fengnong: "I would have taken your place."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

In the warm natural light, Pei Fengnong wore a black matte leather jacket, his hair blown by the wind covering his eyes.

His narrow, peach blossom-shaped eyes reflected Qiao Chuchu's surprised face.

He had no expression, only a solemn and determined gaze, as if he had made a weighty promise.

"I would have run naked in your place."