Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 311

In the hotel room, Jiu Jinnian's slender hand was in mid-air, a white jade chess piece gleaming with a warm luster at his fingertips.

"Xiao Nian, you seem a bit distracted today."

Madam Qin picked up her bone china teacup, and the jade bracelet on her wrist swayed gently with the movement.

Today she wore a dark green cheongsam, her silver hair was neatly styled in a bun at the back of her head, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes held the wisdom that comes with age.

Liu Jinnian suddenly snapped back to reality, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

The chess piece landed with a "thud" in an unsuitable spot. He shook his head with a wry smile: "The old lady's chess skills are superb; I am simply no match for her."

Liu Jinnian glanced at his watch—the competition should have ended by now.

He recalled Si Chu's amber eyes, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Isn't the old lady worried about Qin Shi?"

He spoke tentatively, his voice gentle and warm.

Old Madam Qin paused slightly in her chess game, a sharp glint flashing in her amber eyes: "That child is as stubborn as his mother."

She gave a soft hum, her fingertips tracing the chess piece. "If only you would listen to Yun Zhong..."

The door was suddenly pushed open, bringing in a fragrant breeze. Yan Xue gracefully entered, carrying an exquisite food box. She winked at Liu Jinnian, then turned to Old Madam Qin with a sweet smile: "Old Madam, I brought your favorite osmanthus cake."

Yan Xue picked up the remote control seemingly casually: "The car race should be over. Let's see the results."

Her red lips curved slightly, and her eyes gleamed with a secret expectation—the news of Cheng Fei's car accident had already spread, and Qin Qi was bound to lose this time.

During the news broadcast, the expressions of all three froze simultaneously.

In the picture, a tall man is raising a gleaming gold trophy.

The sunlight gilded Qin Shi's angular features, his sweat-dampened black hair plastered messily to his forehead, and his racing suit accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

"The Qin Dynasty?!"

Liu Jinnian slammed the chess piece on the chessboard with a loud "thud," the sound particularly jarring in the quiet suite.

The teacup in Madam Qin's hand wobbled, and a few drops of tea splashed onto her cheongsam.

She squinted, her wrinkles revealing shock: "When did he learn to race?"

Yan Xue's nails dug deeply into her palms, and a crack appeared on her carefully made-up face.

How is this possible? Qinqi should have suffered a complete defeat today!

On the podium, Qin Shi heard Nick Young's hearty laughter: "Long time no see! I should have guessed that the only one who could beat me was you."

He patted Qin Shi's shoulder forcefully.

Qin Shi smiled slightly, but as he accepted the trophy, his gaze bypassed the cheering crowd and precisely locked onto Yan Lan, who was standing on the periphery.

Today she was wearing a loose light blue dress, and her pregnant belly was particularly noticeable in the sunlight, making her look as serene as a traditional Chinese ink painting.

When Qin Shi walked through the crowd and handed the trophy to Yan Lan, the entire venue suddenly fell silent.

"This trophy should belong to you."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clearly audible.

Sunlight cast dappled shadows beneath his eyelashes, and the gentleness in his eyes was a stark contrast to his fierce demeanor on the field.

Yan Lan's ears turned slightly red, and she was about to refuse when Qin Shi leaned down and whispered something in her ear.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide.

Just now, Qin Shi whispered in her ear,

"Thank you for helping to improve the car. Without you, I probably wouldn't have won this time. King Ou."

Nick Young's racing skills in Qin Shi were only slightly better. Qin Shi hadn't raced in years, so he wasn't absolutely confident in this race.

But the moment he gripped the steering wheel, he sensed that his car was different from before.

It has been improved.

The other party's level is even much higher than that of the engineers at Diqi.

As far as he knew, in order to win this time, Diqi hired world-class automotive engineers.

Qin Shi remembered that at the last minute before the race, only Yan Lan had ever touched a racing car.

Recalling the previous design drawings, Qin Shi suddenly understood.

It turns out that the previous design was designed by Yan Lan herself.

If nothing unexpected happens, she should be the internationally renowned top automotive engineer, Ou Wang.