My Toxic Ex-Wife: BOSS, Stay Away！-Chapter 57 - Fifty-Seven: Luxury Car and Beautiful Woman

Mu Chen’s eyes widened like walnuts, "Hao, isn’t this a bit too much?"

"If you’re too scared, just say it. I knew you’d be as gutless as your brother." Ouyang Hao snorted.

Provoked, Mu Chen shouted, "Who says I’m scared? I’ll play, whatever you want tonight, I’m in."

"That’s more like it. Your grandfather didn’t fight all those years in the war for nothing."

"Of course, back then, grandpa could chase away the Japanese devils with just some millet and rifles. You think I’d be afraid of this?" Mu Chen said smugly, lifting his chin.

The other childhood friends watched as the two bosses blindfolded themselves. Even the ones who were hesitant couldn’t back down now. In an instant, eight supercars lined up in a row, their flashy colors catching everyone’s eyes even at night.

Not far from the cars, a scantily clad girl held a flag in her hand, a whistle in her mouth. At her signal, the flag dropped, and the eight cars shot off like arrows from a bow.

With his vision completely dark, Ouyang Hao couldn’t see anything, relying only on his ears to gauge speed and direction. He curled his lips and floored the accelerator. Within seconds, the car shot up to 200 km/h.

Onlookers on the sides of the road couldn’t help but scream, "Is he racing or risking his life?" Just driving at 200 km/h is crazy enough without being blindfolded. freewёbnoνel.com

Soon, they saw Ouyang Hao leaving everyone else far behind. His car drifted under a lighthouse before coming to a smooth stop at the roadside, met with a frenzy of screams and whistles from the crowd.

Ouyang Hao lifted his hand to remove the blindfold, tossed it away with a fling, and blew a bold kiss to the crowd. He then pulled his female companion into his arms and gave her a passionate French kiss in front of everyone. It was only after a long while that he let her go and saw the other cars trickling past the finish line.

Mu Chen was the second to cross the finish line. As he got out of his car, his legs were still a bit wobbly. Of course, he hid it well; if word got out, who knows how long Ouyang Hao would mock him for it.

But seriously, could this guy Ouyang Hao get any crazier?

Next time if something like this happens, he definitely wouldn’t get involved again. He liked playing and going wild, but he wasn’t about to risk his life for it!

Who’s Ouyang Hao?

Growing up wearing split pants with Mu Chen, he knew exactly what was on Mu Chen’s mind. Still, he didn’t call him out, considering he had the guts to play this game and didn’t disgrace his grandpa.

"Hey, what’s up with you tonight? You weren’t this wild before. Did something happen?"

Ouyang Hao leaned lazily against the hood, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag, "I’m in a good mood, so what?"

Mu Chen squinted suspiciously, then suddenly smiled, "Did some woman piss you off?"

Seeing Ouyang Hao’s brows furrow and his expression darken, Mu Chen knew he hit the mark, "Hey, didn’t you just go public with Li Yun’er? You should be grinning from ear to ear. Why do you look like you’re in a worse mood than if you’d eaten crap?"

Ouyang Hao shot him a look, "What are you, a paparazzi now?"

"I’m just worried about you, bro."

"Who asked you to worry? I’m not your wife, so why are you worrying about me?"

Mu Chen chuckled slyly, "Now that you mention it, that actually sounds quite reasonable. Why don’t we give it a try?"