Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Sister Man Drops the Act, Lays It All Out

Chapter 53 -53: Sister Man Drops the Act, Lays It All Out

Jiang Man’s eyes brimmed with surprise, a flicker of suspicion crossing her brows.

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She had originally thought Song Xiao was nothing more than a playboy; she never expected he would actually be the world’s number one car god!

“I lost, fair and square,” Song Xiao tousled his sweat-drenched hair.

During the race, he had been on edge.

Even when he participated in world competitions, he’d never felt this tense.

His gaze fell on Jiang Man, and he smirked teasingly, “Little sister, just who exactly are you?”

To have beaten him, the number one car god, she must have an impressive background, a hidden identity!

Jiang Man maintained a calm demeanor, giving nothing away: “Who else could I be than your sworn little sister?”

“Your driving skills… you must have been in a first-rate team, but looking at the whole Z country, aside from Dynasty, there is no other team that’s more formidable…” Song Xiao just couldn’t figure it out.

Wu Yingfan snickered upon hearing this.

Big Sister Man had never been in any first-rate team.

But well, his family was a major arms dealer in M country.

He had once brought Jiang Man to play at his family’s base.

Not to mention racing cars—fighter jets in the sky, tanks on the ground, submarines in the water, they had played with them all.

As for race cars, they had wrecked who knows how many armored vehicles back then.

“Big brother, it’s just good luck,” Jiang Man tugged at the corner of her mouth, unwilling to explain too much.

The street racing tonight had indeed been exhilarating, satisfying her craving to the fullest.

But fun was fun, and it was still necessary to keep a low profile.

“That was not just luck! How about we race one more round, just the two of us?” Song Xiao was somewhat excited.

He could handle losing; he could take it and let it go.

He could accept being defeated by an opponent on skill alone, but not by claims of it being just luck.

“Race again? Song, that’s not what you said before. Weren’t you the one who said Song Tian’en’s time was precious and he didn’t have the time for one-on-one races?” Wu Yingfan hummed disdainfully.

Song Xiao was terribly embarrassed; he rubbed his nose: “Little sister, I was wrong, please, just one more race with me alone?”

“You want to keep making a fuss?” A cold and stern voice broke the silence of the night.

Lu Xingzhou, dressed in a black suit, melded into the night, almost becoming one with the darkness.

He stood tall and imposing, radiating a frigid aura, his face dark with a trace of displeasure: “Two cars got wrecked in the race just now. It’s fine if you don’t value your own life, but Jiang Man’s safety is important! If she got hurt, how would I explain it to Grandma?”

“Uh…” Song Xiao frowned.

Although he and Lu Xingzhou were good brothers, he was mostly intimidated by Lu Xingzhou.

“What you’re saying is…” Despite reluctance, Song Xiao conceded.

“Jiang Man, come home with me!” Lu Xingzhou extended his hand, his presence domineering and oppressive.

Jiang Man glanced at his hand and, with her hands in her pockets, replied indifferently: “I’m going back with Fanzi.”

Having said that, she didn’t wait for Lu Xingzhou to react and promptly left with decisive strides.

Wu Yingfan nervously glanced at Lu Xingzhou and, without a word, hurried after her.

“Xingzhou, didn’t I call you this morning to invite you to watch the race? You said you had a social engagement, so how come you suddenly showed up?”

“I did have an engagement, but the deal fell through,” he responded.

“What happened?” Song Xiao pressed.

However, Lu Xingzhou’s face remained cold, unwilling to elaborate further: “It’s none of my business if you want to mess around, but don’t drag Jiang Man into it! It’s lucky she wasn’t injured tonight. If she had really broken an arm or a leg, you’d be waiting for me to report your secret street racing to the old master!”

“Ah? Xingzhou…” Song Xiao wanted to follow Lu Xingzhou, but with Lu Xingzhou moving quickly and himself encumbered by the racing suit, he couldn’t catch up.

What’s going on here?

Didn’t Xingzhou used to avoid women, indifferent to them?

How could he now be blinded by beauty and be kinder to women than to his own brother?

He called his agent to ask what exactly had happened during his absence.

When he heard from the agent that Lu Xingzhou and Director Wang had a falling out just by talking, he could hardly believe it.

“Just because Director Wang said Jiang Man was a nobody?”

“Yes…” the agent was certain.

Song Xiao stroked his forehead—it was truly an eye-opener!

Could it be that Xingzhou had really fallen for her and been caught by Jiang Man?

However, that girl Jiang Man truly was special.

She was so popular; there was indeed something attractive about her.

Just thinking about the image of her winning the race at the track recently, especially how she stopped his car at the finish line, she looked outrageously cool.

Stepping down from the car, against the light, holding her helmet and flipping her hair, she was like a queen of the night, every move exuding dominance.

As he mulled it over, Song Xiao’s lips couldn’t help but curl into a smile.

He found that at the beginning, he truly did not think much of Jiang Man, and could even say he disliked her.

But as they interacted more and more, he realized he had been blind.

A cool and sassy girl like Jiang Man was growing increasingly likable!

…

An hour later, Rong Mansion No. 8.

Since Wen Jingya was gone, Jiang Man naturally didn’t need to keep up the act with Lu Xingzhou.

She returned to her room and headed straight for the bathroom, intending to wash away all the sweat and fatigue.

Carrying her change of clothes, just as she was about to turn the bathroom doorknob, Lu Xingzhou entered her room.

Jiang Man knew why he was here; she estimated he had come to reprimand her.

She took an arrogant stance, “Mr. Lu, we may be husband and wife, but that doesn’t mean we have a father-daughter relationship. Don’t always try to impose on me like a guardian.”

Lu Xingzhou stopped in his tracks upon hearing this.

There was indeed an age gap between them; he was a full ten years older than Jiang Man, and there were definitely generational differences and dissimilarities in their values.

“You’ve misunderstood,” but he questioned his conscience and had only ever regarded Jiang Man as his wife.

Jiang Man ignored him.

Lu Xingzhou refused to leave, standing his ground, “Jiang Man, I’m just curious, how did you hone your driving skills when you don’t even have a driver’s license? Your exceptional skills on the racetrack, even those who have been driving all their lives can’t compare with you.”

“I just don’t have a domestic license, it doesn’t mean I don’t have an international one,” Jiang Man took a deep breath, knowing she had to give Lu Xingzhou a reasonable explanation today to get past this.

“After being abandoned by my biological parents, I was adopted and went abroad.” She didn’t say much more, “Actually, my situation isn’t as bad as Mr. Lu thinks it is.”

Lu Xingzhou nearly froze in astonishment.

Studies do show that some foreigners indeed love to adopt children, particularly disabled ones, and in this regard, their compassion is genuine and commendable.

No wonder he had Zhao Huai investigate but could never find any trace of her past; she had gone abroad long ago.

Then everything made sense and everything was explainable.

The foreigners who could come to China to adopt children were generally from well-off families.

That’s why Jiang Man knew how to restore famous paintings, had excellent English, and extraordinary driving skills.

“So that’s how it is,” Lu Xingzhou nodded, suddenly enlightened.

Now that he thought about it, he was the one being superficial.

He had misunderstood Jiang Man several times, thinking she was boasting or causing trouble.

Embarrassment washed over him and his cheeks flushed red; his dark eyes lit up with a shining gleam when he looked up.

It turned out that his wife was not just some grass, but a treasure!