Chapter 780: Chapter 780 How about it, is it particularly thrilling?

Leading confidently at the front, Shang Hui had just overtaken Shang You’s car at the previous turn. Shang You had been ahead for the last few rounds, but now that he had caught up, Shang Hui felt smug.

He couldn’t best him at work, but losing in recreation was not an option, was it?

Feeling pleased, Zhang Ruxin spoke up beside him, “I see Lin Gantang’s car, she’s catching up.”

“Pfft, we’ll talk if she can overtake Shang You,” said Shang Hui, unconcerned.

When Lin Gantang caught up to Shang You’s car, to her surprise, he showed no intention of competing with her. On the straight path, he slowed down slightly, letting Lin Gantang catch up and travel beside him for a stretch before yielding the way at the next turn.

Lin Gantang frowned, unable to discern his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Lin Zhaonan, carried along for a forced experience of speed and passion, spoke with difficulty, “Tangtang, it’s just a car race, don’t push yourself too hard. Just catching up to Shang You is enough.”

This is why he didn’t enjoy racing; it was too tense. Now, he hoped his sister would give him a break.

However, his sister was truly his sister. Lin Gantang said expressionlessly, “You’re so noisy.”

Lin Zhaonan immediately fell silent. Looking at the S-shaped curve ahead, he resigned himself to silence.

Those who had raced knew that going too fast on an S-shaped curve meant you could make it through the first but not the second, and going too slow resulted in a messy rhythm. But at that moment, he didn’t experience the anticipated violent jerking like a roller coaster ride. The car’s speed was just right, skimming over the road as smoothly as a dragonfly touches water.

Shang Hui, realizing that Lin Gantang had caught up, was on the one hand speaking of her with disdain, saying she shouldn’t be taken seriously, while on the other hand subtly increasing his speed.

The two cars pursued each other, neither willing to fall behind.

Seeing that he was about to catch up with Shang Hui, Shang Hui, with a strong desire to win, recognized he couldn’t take the advantage on a straight track, so he focused on the next hairpin turn instead.

Shang Hui slowed down to take the inner track on the turn, thinking she couldn’t possibly dash up to him; otherwise, her speed would be too fast, and she would slip and shoot out of the curve.

Yet Lin Gantang, as if aware of his thoughts, performed a sharp drift at the imminent turn, with her tires screeching and smoking. As she suddenly saw Shang Hui’s car speeding up to block her, Lin Gantang’s expression darkened, and she swerved aside with a side slip, avoiding the collision.

Lin Zhaonan’s heart raced as his body moved uncontrollably inside the car.

Back on the straightaway, she accelerated with all her might, and her sports car shot forward, rapidly creating distance from the car behind.

Shang Hui glared fiercely and floored the accelerator, determined to contest the outcome to the end. Yet, with just a few meters’ difference, the result was already decided.

Lin Gantang crossed the finish line. By the time the wheels of her car had stopped completely, Lin Zhaonan in the passenger seat was unable to utter a word.

Lin Gantang unfastened her seat belt and poked him.

Lin Zhaonan: “… Give me a moment to recover.”

In a good-natured manner, Lin Gantang helped him unbuckle his seat belt and asked, “How do you feel? Isn’t it extremely thrilling? I told you racing is all about speed and passion; the faster you go, the more exciting it is. That excitement is beyond what ordinary people can understand.”

Lin Zhaonan: Do you see any excitement in me?

Lin Gantang patted his shoulder. “After you’ve recovered, go get that cooperation deal! Next time someone dares to say you can’t play hard, just call me; we’ll see who can outplay who!”

Lin Zhaonan: No, there will definitely be no next time.

Lin Gantang got out of the car.

The spectators who hadn’t participated in the race were unusually quiet, all watching Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang glanced at them.

As people gradually came back together, Shang Hui looked a bit sour, while Shang You approached her with considerable interest.

Lin Gantang was cool towards Shang You, her eyes fixed on Shang Hui. As he was about to leave, she called out lazily, “Where are you going? What about the apology you owe?”