The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO

"How confident are you?" Ling Feng asked.

The girl disdainfully said, "With Feng Tian's skills, I could beat him with one hand!"

Ling Feng frowned. Since the gap between them was so large, Feng Tian must have some tricks up his sleeve! It looked like this girl was going to be in trouble this time.

"Come on, get out of the car, let's draw our racing lanes!" the girl pulled Ling Feng out of the car.

"Well, look who it is, it's the Little Princess of the Liu Family!" Obviously, the girl was well-known here: "How come you've got the guts to race at Wolf Mountain today?"

"Haha, didn't you know? Feng Tian and Liu Yuwei made a bet, the winner can make any request of the loser!" Another man said with a suggestive tone.

Once out of the car, Liu Yuwei's figure was undoubtedly striking, around twenty years old, bursting with youth, at her most radiant!

"Thinking of defeating me? With Feng Tian's skills, he better go train for a few more years!" Liu Yuwei said coldly.

Feng Tian, dressed up, walked over, his gaze passing over Liu Yuwei and landing on Ling Feng, standing behind her.

"Tsk tsk, Liu Yuwei, I didn't expect you to bring a Pretty Boy with you today."

Liu Yuwei snorted and said, "This is my friend, he's here to support me today! Enough talk, let's go draw our lanes!"

Feng Tian smirked wickedly, "Hey, I can tell you now, if I win today, you're going to spend a night with me! And I'll take you right in front of your Pretty Boy, just wait!"

With this, he made a throat-slitting gesture at Ling Feng!

Ling Feng slightly furrowed his brows. Liu Yuwei took a few deep breaths, "Feng Tian, I'll tell you the truth, soon I'll make you kneel and apologize to me in front of everyone! I'll show you that we Liu Family folks are no cowards!"

"Hehe, that sounds good!" Feng Tian said with a sinister laugh, his tone smug.

Wolf Mountain has three racing lanes, the toughest one being called the Nine Curves Eighteen Bends, a mountain road with nearly twenty bends, very dangerous! Unfortunately, the race between Feng Tian and Liu Yuwei was drawn for this toughest track.

They were the sixth pair, and soon the first five pairs had finished racing, and the atmosphere at Wolf Mountain had reached its climax!

"Up next, we have Miss Liu Yuwei and Young Master Feng Tian in their betting match!" the announcer shouted, holding a microphone: "The loser has to unconditionally comply with one demand from the winner! Wow, what an explosive bet, everyone must be eager!"

"Are both parties ready?" the host asked.

Liu Yuwei nodded, and the Maybach on the other lane also rolled down its window, "Hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"

Seeing this, Liu Yuwei then angrily exclaimed, "Feng Tian, what's the meaning of this? Why aren't you driving?"

Feng Tian grinned sleazily, "Our bet never said I had to drive, did it? This pro is from overseas. Why don't you find one too?"

"That's cheating!" the girl lashed out, "At this time, where am I supposed to find a pro?"

The hostess said, "Miss Liu Yuwei, your betting agreement only mentioned that each side would participate, not that you had to drive yourselves, so Young Master Feng isn't violating any rules!"

"Did you hear that, sweetheart?" Feng Tian teased, "I told you the Liu family lacks backbone — how can a woman compete with a man? You might as well concede and save some face for yourself!"

Liu Yuwei said coldly, "Humph, it's not yet clear who will win or lose! Feng Tian, today I'll let you know, even if you brought the Car God, I'm going to win!"

Ling Feng was speechless; this girl was jumping right into an obvious trap, and her intelligence was truly worrisome.

Suddenly, the hostess pulled at something, and her bra was thrown out, as her breasts firmly jiggled.

"On your marks, get set... Bang!" As the starting pistol sounded, two sports cars roared to life, racing like wild beasts freed from their cages.

However, it was evident that the Maybach's driver was a cut above, overtaking Liu Yuwei by a car length right from the start and already leading by a full car body at the first turn!

The skill gap was too vast! Ling Feng saw it immediately. The opponent was an expert, ranked among the top fifty in the world at least!

Yuwei seemed not to realize this yet, as she was still fully focused on trying to catch up.

At that moment, the crowd outside went wild, their nearly perfect start and flawless cornering making even the seasoned races of Wolf Mountain feel inferior! The outcome was clear, Yuwei was bound to lose!

Ten minutes later, Yuwei's face turned pale, for she could no longer see the Maybach ahead of her! This meant the Maybach was at least ahead by a bend, securing the victory!

"No, I can't lose!" Yuwei's eyes sparkled with tears, "I can't shame my father, I have to prove that we, the Liu Family women, can do it!"

She pushed the throttle harder, and the Maserati's speed increased again. But this speed was already the limit of Yuwei's control!

In the next turn, the car skidded, and Yuwei lost control of the steering wheel momentarily.

"Ah!" Yuwei couldn't help but scream.

But in the next moment, Yuwei's body trembled, and a warm body held her: "Why scream like it's the end of the world? We haven't lost yet!"

In the midst of urgency, Ling Feng grabbed Yuwei and held her close, instantly moving to the driver's seat.

"You..." Yuwei's face flushed red; this was her first close contact with the opposite sex.

Ling Feng also felt his heart racing, as Yuwei's enticing figure pressed tightly against his abdomen, her long legs firmly held by him. The position could not have been more suggestive.

"Let go of me," Yuwei said softly.

But Ling Feng did not let go, instead, he asked, "Do you want to win?"

Yuwei paused, "Of course I do!"

"Then don't move; leave the rest to me," Ling Feng said calmly, "Switching seats would take too long, especially since we don't have much time left!"

"I... I can do it myself!"

"Your opponent is an expert, and the Maybach has been modified, equipped with the latest Thor System. With your Maserati's capabilities, you can't possibly win!" Ling Feng said calmly, "Other than me, I don't think anyone else can help you win this race!"

Yuwei hesitated, looking at Ling Feng's handsome profile, she bit her lip, "Okay, I'll listen to you. As long as we can win, I'll do anything you say!"

A slight smile appeared on Ling Feng's lips, "Don't worry, with me here, it'll be hard for us to lose!"

With that, Ling Feng pressed on the accelerator, and the already high speed of the car surged again, pushing Yuwei's body tightly against Ling Feng's.

"This position is really embarrassing!" Yuwei's face turned red, but the next moment her eyes widened in shock.

The speed of the Maserati had reached its limit!

"This won't do; if we don't slow down at the next turn, we'll crash and die!" Yuwei exclaimed.

"If we slow down, we won't win!" Ling Feng said calmly, "Don't worry, I don't plan on dying yet."