Chapter 18: How Many Times Have You Thrown Yourself at Him?

The racing cars sped across the massive track, the surrounding wire mesh tougher than steel, colorful team flags fluttering in the air. Today was a grand race.

Besides the circuit race, there was also a mountain race. The entire racing venue directly encompassed the entire winding mountain road. Every time there was a race, the mountain was closed off to prevent other vehicles from approaching.

Helicopters circled overhead, and the race was being broadcast live.

Ning Qiutang arrived at the VIP area on the second floor where Jiang Sheng and the others were resting. Her gaze inadvertently fell on Shen Wanwan, who was hurriedly running in and being stopped by security.

She was here for her brother, and also for Jiang Sheng.

She retracted her gaze and walked directly into the luxurious lounge.

As soon as she pushed open the door, she saw Chen Jinshi and the others gathered around the 16-year-old Ning Xiaoyao, teaching him how to do problems with a book in hand.

“Huh, this is a high school math formula, why haven’t I seen it before?” Chen Jinshi looked at the knowledge point seriously. He was already in his senior year, why did he still feel like he hadn’t learned this?

Li Yucheng beside him was speechless: “You’re freaking sick, this is a physics book.”

Zhao Linru pushed them aside, holding the answer and said: “Little brother, look, this is written by a student from Peking University’s mathematics department, you just write it like this and you’ll be fine.”

Jiang Sheng sat on a single sofa, his hat brim lowered, his entire face obscured, his eyes shadowed. He was shrouded in a gloomy aura.

He was playing with a silver lighter in his hand, the crisp sound and blue flames were very luxurious and noble.

Ning Xiaoyao looked cautiously at the young man with a powerful aura across from him. He wasn’t cowardly, he just had to be cautious. Otherwise, who would come to this place to do homework?

Seeing a figure at the door, he excitedly stood up.

“Sister! You’re finally here!”

Hahaha, he was liberated, finally he didn’t have to do this broken homework anymore!

The others looked up and also saw Ning Qiutang.

Jiang Sheng stopped playing with the lighter, slightly raised his chin and saw the girl he had just parted ways with in the afternoon reappear before him.

Ning Qiutang never expected that Jiang Sheng would be forcing the unruly Ning Xiaoyao to do homework here.

Only he could torture him like this. If it were anyone else, Ning Xiaoyao, this little brat, would never be so obedient.

“Thank you all, Xiaoyao, come home with me.”

Ning Qiutang wouldn’t let him go race with Shen Xingxing. Her gaze was firm as she looked at Ning Xiaoyao, telling him to pack his things and go home with her.

Chen Jinshi and the others immediately sat down. This babysitting mission was finally over.

Ning Xiaoyao reluctantly sprawled on the sofa, rolling around: “No, sister, I finally got this chance to have some fun, why do you have to come and spoil it? I’m not going back!”

“If you want to go, go yourself, I’m not going, I want to race, I want to play!”

He was still like a three-year-old child, throwing a tantrum and pestering people to agree whenever he wanted something.

Ning Qiutang was also convinced by him. She walked over and picked up his schoolbag: “No, no matter what you say, you must come home with me this time. You can race anytime, but not today.”

Ning Xiaoyao didn’t know what was going to happen to him. He was just a young and reckless bull, young and full of blood and pride. Just now, he was still telling his friends that he would teach that Shen Xingxing a lesson and make him kneel down and call him daddy.

Now he had to leave in disgrace. He wouldn’t do it.

Ning Qiutang glared coldly and angrily at her brother: “You can’t understand what I’m saying, can you?”

Ning Xiaoyao stretched his neck, feeling embarrassed. There were so many people here, his sister was doing this to him, did he still have any face? “It hurts, hurts, hurts, sis, I was wrong.”

Ning Qiutang just let go of him, telling him to stop nagging and leave quickly.

The little rascal slipped away like an eel, running behind Jiang Sheng to plead: “Brother-in-law, please help me, I really want to play.”

He called him brother-in-law.

Chen Jinsi and the others all held back their laughter. Brother-in-law? Who does he think he is? Doesn’t he know how Brother Sheng treated his sister before?

Ning Qiutang was even more furious, her face flushed red. This Ning Xiaoyao was really too carefree, what nonsense was he shouting!

“Ning Xiaoyao, don’t call me that!”

“I will, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, Brother Sheng, save your little brother!” Ning Xiaoyao was shameless, making faces at his sister.

The main character, however, remained silent like a mute, his indulgent look seemed to acknowledge the right to call him that.

Ning Qiutang was both embarrassed and ashamed, quickly going over to grab Ning Xiaoyao.

While they were wrestling, Ning Xiaoyao accidentally pushed his sister.

Ning Qiutang lost her balance and fell backward, landing gracefully in Jiang Sheng’s lap.

Realizing what had happened, she was about to get up quickly, but the young man held her around the waist, his broad chest pressed against her back.

“Had enough fun?” Jiang Sheng caught her, his tone ambiguous as he held her captive in his arms, his side face brushing against her ear.

Chen Jinsi and the others were dumbfounded.

Holy crap, the King of Hell has such a gentle and doting side? Did the sun rise in the west?

Ning Xiaoyao covered his eyes with his hands, peeking through his fingers: “Sister, I didn’t mean to!”

Ning Qiutang’s ears turned crimson, her cheeks flushed even more. Her hand, still clasped around the young man’s waist, trembled as she spoke: “You… you let me go.”

Jiang Sheng should have let her go, because his own physiological instincts made him uncomfortable. Every time he got close to her, he felt a sense of disgust.

But he ignored it. He was the only one who could control his own body.

Inhaling the fresh scent of roses from her, the young man’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly: “How many times have you thrown yourself at me?”

“Next time you want to hug me, come directly, no need for all this drama.”

The redness on Ning Qiutang’s face gradually cooled. Her flustered emotions began to calm down. His words were so hurtful.

“In your eyes, everything I do is a seduction?”

“Oh, are you trying to disgust me?” Jiang Sheng responded effortlessly, his fingers twirling her long hair as if touching the finest silk.

Ning Qiutang wanted to roll her eyes. She struggled to get off his lap: “If I could disgust you, I’d shit on your head.”

She didn’t even care about her image anymore.

Chen Jinsi and the others gasped.

“Ning Qiutang, you’re ruthless.”

Jiang Sheng released her, his gaze lingering on the girl with a deep meaning: “Your brother participated in the bet, unless he admits defeat, he can’t leave.”

“Rules are rules, no one can break them.”

Except him, of course.

Chen Jinsi immediately added: “If he admits defeat, he’ll have to break a leg and won’t be allowed to participate in racing activities anymore.”

Ning Xiaoyao was stubborn: “I don’t care, I won’t admit defeat.”

Ning Qiutang knew that Jiang Sheng was ruthless and cruel, and now he was playing to his usual standards.

“Get Xiaoyao a new car, and also check if Shen Xingxing is watching him the whole time.”

Even when sitting, Jiang Sheng had an aura of superiority. He chuckled nonchalantly: “Little Rose, are you ordering me around again?”

“Then I’ll find someone else.” Ning Qiutang knew he was utterly wicked, and she wouldn’t dare to order him around at this time.