I just got divorced, and the female CEO is already clinging to me.

Chapter 55 Isolation

When Shen Qingrou came over, some of the mischievous people put their hands in their mouths, whistled, and beckoned her over.

Shen Qingrou stood still.

Chen Zhaoyi frowned and had no choice but to lead his group of underlings toward Shen Qingrou.

"Why are you only arriving now? Are you trying to break away from us?"

A young man dressed in hip-hop attire asked with dissatisfaction.

Shen Qingrou said, "Yes, this is my last match. I will leave the group after this match."

Chen Zhaoyi declared domineeringly, "I won't allow it!"

Shen Qingrou snorted coldly: "What business is it of mine if you don't allow it!"

Chen Zhaoyi suddenly grabbed Shen Qingrou's shoulders with both hands and shouted, "If you lose today, I won't allow you to leave!"

Shen Qingrou took a step back and struggled to break free from Chen Zhaoyi's grasp: "I have my freedom, I'm tired of this kind of life."

Not to mention Chen Zhaoyi, no one else wanted Shen Qingrou to leave.

She's the most beautiful woman in Hedong City.

Even if you can't have it, it's still very pleasing to the eye.

They were incredibly excited when Shen Qingrou joined.

Which beautiful woman with a good family background isn't aloof and superior?

That's not something you can get close to just because you have money.

But Shen Qingrou was different. Despite being the most outstanding woman in Hedong City, she was willing to mingle with them and did not keep them at arm's length.

But now she's suddenly leaving. Even those who aren't that close are still reluctant to let her go.

"Is it because of your so-called internet celebrity husband?" the crowd said angrily.

Shen Qingrou didn't want to argue with them, and looked at Chen Zhaoyi, asking, "Are we going to compete or not? If not, I'm leaving."

The young man in hip-hop style raised his eyebrows and shouted, "I heard he came too, why don't you come over and let us meet him?"

Is it because you can't face people?

Or is it that you feel inferior in front of us?

Shen Qingrou scoffed, "Who do you think you are? Why should he feel inferior in front of you!"

Don't go looking for trouble. We all know he has a leg problem and difficulty moving around.

Is it worth it for a disabled person?

"Who said I'm disabled!"

Ye Cheng suddenly opened the car door and got out of the car, but after his feet touched the ground, he did not walk. Instead, he leaned against the car door and quietly watched those spoiled brats.

Chen Zhaoyi saw through Ye Cheng's trick at a glance and mocked, "If you're so capable, take a few steps."

Ye Cheng chuckled: "If I could take a few steps, what would you do then?"

Chen Zhaoyi sneered, "I'll give you ten thousand yuan for every step!"

Ye Cheng smiled slightly: "I regard money as dirt. Do you think I'll just leave just because you tell me to?"

He wanted to wait for Chen Zhaoyi to increase his stakes so he could swindle Chen Zhaoyi out of money.

However, the young man dressed in hip-hop style suddenly strode up to Ye Cheng and stared at him provocatively.

Suddenly, he grinned wickedly and abruptly reached out to pull Ye Cheng.

He thought he could pull Ye Cheng down, but to his surprise, even with all his strength, he couldn't budge Ye Cheng an inch.

It was like pulling a massive boulder weighing thousands of pounds.

Ye Cheng looked at him, puzzled, and asked, "Are you holding in your poop? Why do you look so pale?"

"Fuck you!" The young man in hip-hop attire was furious and slapped Ye Cheng across the face.

Unexpectedly, Ye Cheng was faster than him, and with a sudden push, the young man in the hip-hop outfit fell to the ground with a thud.

"You've neglected your duties, ruined your health with wine and women, and now you want to compete with me in strength? You're overestimating yourself!"

"you!"

Shen Qingrou hurriedly retreated to Ye Cheng's side, glaring at Chen Zhaoyi and the others with murderous intent: "Don't blame me for being impolite if you cause trouble again!"

Worried that Shen Qingrou would leave, Chen Zhaoyi quickly stopped his restless underlings: "Let's talk after the competition."

Ye Cheng looked at Chen Zhaoyi: "What about one hundred million?"

Chen Zhaoyi looked at Ye Cheng with disdain: "As expected, all a poor wretch like you sees is money."

Ye Cheng retorted sarcastically, "I'm just worried that you won't be able to produce it."

Anyone can talk big, but a real man is one who puts his words into action.

Chen Zhaoyi took out ten cards: "Each card contains ten million."

"Gentle, it's up to you who you entrust it to."

Shen Qingrou looked at a long-haired girl: "Yin Xiangshan, your father is the head of a bank, and you are the future successor. You must know how to verify authenticity, right? Can you help me check it?"

Yin Xiangshan looked at Ye Cheng meaningfully, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Sure, let him come over and I'll help you."

Ye Cheng shook his head speechlessly: "With your petty mind, if you become the head of a bank in the future, you'll only take in and never give out."

"Have you never seen a man walk before or what?"

Yin Xiangshan glared at him and said sternly, "You poor loser, just come over here when I tell you to, stop talking so much nonsense."

Shen Qingrou really wanted to go up and tear off that ugly freak with the small nose and eyes, who only dared to go out because of makeup.

"Alright, today I've seen the true colors of all of you."

I thought that after all these years, I could have built a friendship with you all, but it seems I was wrong.

Shen Qingrou opened the car door, took out a laptop, and asked Chen Zhaoyi for his bank card.

After checking the balance on my laptop and confirming it was correct, I felt much more at ease.

"There are only two of us, but you have a whole group of people. It's not unreasonable for me to take this card first, is it?"

Chen Zhaoyi naturally assumed that Shen Qingrou wouldn't dare to play any tricks, and immediately nodded in agreement.

Shen Qingrou handed the card to Ye Cheng, told him to sit back in the passenger seat, and urged, "Let's get this over with quickly. I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense."

Yin Xiangshan said angrily, "What are you so arrogant about? You'll see later!"

She looked at Chen Zhaoyi eagerly: "Brother Chen, can I sit in the passenger seat later?"

Chen Zhaoyi looked at Yin Xiangshan, who weighed about 150 pounds, and broke out in a cold sweat: "Don't you have any idea how much you weigh?"

Don't you know that the heavier the car, the slower it accelerates and the less responsive the brakes?

But damn it, Yin Xiangshan's father is the head of a bank, so she can't be offended easily.

Chen Zhaoyi could only politely decline, saying, "Shanshan, how about I take you for a drive another day?"

You know how gentle her driving is; I'd rather risk overtaking her.

It's too dangerous for you to sit in the passenger seat. I'm not going to pick up any passengers today; I'll be driving empty.

Yin Xiangshan was filled with disappointment: "Then how about you take me for a drive tomorrow?"

Chen Zhaoyi suppressed his discomfort and hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay..."

He rushed to his car and started the engine.

Shen Qingrou also sat in the driver's seat and looked at Ye Cheng, asking, "Are you ready?"

Ye Cheng encouraged him, "Drive with confidence! If he tries anything funny, I'll throw pebbles at him!"

As he spoke, he took a sharp pebble out of his pocket.

Shen Qingrou was surprised that Ye Cheng had made such a preparation: "No wonder you dared to ask me to accept the challenge. It turns out you had been planning to use some tricks all along."

You're so naughty, I love it!

"Just don't let anyone get killed."

She looked at Chen Zhaoyi's car with a sorrowful expression and muttered to herself, "What a tragedy, you're the one who asked my husband to sit in the car."

"Your tire's blown out. Let's see what tricks you can pull now."

Shen Qingrou, who had been worried before, was filled with confidence the moment she saw the pebble in Ye Cheng's hand, as if the goddess of victory was beckoning to her.

The signal light is on, reminding the drivers to get ready.

Shen Qingrou put on her helmet and revved the engine.

With a beep, two sports cars, one black and one red, sped off almost simultaneously.