The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

"What's going on, this sports car belongs to Fu Zhi, what about your sports car?" Seeing that the development of the situation exceeded expectations, Meera also had some doubts about Fu Zhi's identity.

The surname Fu is actually not common.

Zheng Qu's expression was somber, "I don't know."

He was usually reluctant to drive Fu's sports car, and this time he wanted to show off in front of everyone, so he ordered the housekeeper in his hand to ask him to find someone to bring the sports car out.

But now, the tables are turned.

Mei La took a deep breath, and she still gave Zheng Qu face, "Is it because I am too tired tonight, how can I even admit my own sports car?"

Zheng Qu licked his lower lip, "It's okay, maybe I'm a little greedy for this car."

The configuration is high and the appearance is gorgeous.

Who doesn't dream that this car is really their own?

Meera: "..."

Meera felt ashamed to follow Zheng Qu, the kind who lost her all night.

But Zheng Qu doesn't care about the worldly gaze, "Isn't it, everyone wants to sit in this car, take a photo and show it to Moments? It's normal for me to admit my mistake."

As soon as Zheng Qu's words came out, the other young men who were still touching the sports car looked embarrassed, and they all took two steps back and continued to look at Fu Zhi.

Wang Rong squeezed in from the crowd, and continued, "Then what, I'll give you the car keys. I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do. You're a girl, so don't protect yourself too much when you're out. Let the scum survive, we have no money to compensate you."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Fu Zhi was embarrassed, but originally said that the car belonged to Zheng Qu, and the group of rich second generations who wanted to rub the car were even more embarrassed.

After the big-armed old man Wang Rong left, everyone looked at Fu Zhi and asked, "Miss Fu, is this car really owned by Fu?"

"Looking at the appearance and performance of the body, it doesn't feel like a second-generation sports car."

"I just checked Fu's ins. Looking at the logo and exterior design, it looks like the third-generation sports car recently launched! The purple sports car is a treasure with a price but no market, and its market value can be fired to 200 million right?"

"May I take the liberty to ask, who is Fu Chao? Or, is this car given to you by President Li? Looking at your car, it doesn't look like a knockoff."

Their address, from you to you.

After all, the Fu family has a lot of influence in the world, and the feelings of the Chinese people may not be so clear and intuitive, but when these foreigners have business contacts with the Fu family, they can obviously feel that,

It's just that in recent years, the Fu family has developed too rapidly, and various black technologies have emerged one after another. Over time, these foreign families want Fu's high-end research core, so they dare not annoy Fu. In many cases, Fu is at the beginning of the lion. Asking prices.

At this moment, even Meera's eyes had a hint of awe.

"Fu Chao is not me." Fu Zhi threw the car keys into Li Nanli's hands, and frowned without waiting for others to ask, "Is it even better?"

The girl was wearing a silver dress, her jet-black hair was draped over her shoulders and pulled back, revealing her white earlobes and fair neck. She pulled the co-pilot away with a blank expression, which was inexplicably attractive.

"Compare!"

Zheng Qu said so, and gave Zhuang Mo who was still in a daze a look, "What are you looking at? Concentrate on the next game!"

That's how he reminded Zhuang Mo.

Zhuang Mo looked away from Fu Zhi, and said to his teammates: "I think that little girl looks familiar."

"Change your routine bro, she is President Li's girlfriend, how much money do you have, dare to use such a clichéd way of flirting with her?"

"No," Zhuang Mo frowned, "I really think she's a little familiar, especially when she's sitting in the car, and I feel like I've seen her before through the window of the car."

Teammate: "Yeah, ah, right."

Perfunctory three times.

Zhuang Mo: "...Forget it, you don't understand."

No one really wanted to understand Zhuang Mo.

Soon, after Fu Zhi got into the car, Zheng Qu's sports car was also delivered to the scene by the housekeeper.

It was also a sports car pulled by a large truck. The only difference was that when the gray cloth was torn apart, compared to Fu Zhi's sports car, this sports car seemed to be a shrunken, crude version.

Putting the two luxury cars together, Zheng Qu's aura is obviously inferior.

"Compared to our sports car, Qu Shao's sports car is still luxurious, but if it is compared to Fu Zhi's, it is more than one and a half stars away..."

"There's no way around that. After all, Fu Zhi's is a third-generation sports car. Qu Shao had it more than a year ago. Fu's technology has new developments every year."

"Mr. Qu's sports car is not as luxurious as Mr. Li's girlfriend..."

"After all, the Zheng family is still a small family, and any branch of the Li family has an annual income no less than that of the Zheng family."

"..."

Zheng Qu pursed his lower lip.

Annoyed from the bottom of my heart, I knew that he would just mention any other sports car, let alone Fu's second-generation sports car.

They are all purple sports cars, and they are all owned by the same company, but due to the replacement, the difference is huge!

Zheng Qu couldn't help thinking, why did Fu Zhi bring a sports car that he couldn't bear to buy?

Did Li Nanli specially ask her to come here to show off Li's financial resources in front of everyone?

Or is there some ulterior relationship between Fu Zhi and the Fu family, and Li Nanli is planning to marry Fu Zhi to win over the Fu family?

It shouldn't be, he has never heard a word about Fu Zhi.

Zheng Qu couldn't figure it out, so he just stopped thinking about it and took out several pink love/fun handcuffs from the car.

Li Nanli squinted at Zheng Qu, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just think, since Mr. Li has brought his girlfriend here, let's have a big game tonight."

Zheng Qu took the pink handcuffs and threw one on the cover of Li Nanli's car, and distributed the others to the other young masters, "Let's roast the left hand of the female partner with our right hand, and we will go to Qiuling Mountain on this road, whoever runs first Who won in the past, how?"

Someone at the scene hesitated, "The terrain of Qiuling Mountain is very complicated. There is no medical team and helicopters ready to rescue at any time. Running Qiuling Mountain with your female companion handcuffed, isn't the risk factor too high?"

"Not much," said Zhuang Mo, who seemed to have played this kind of small game a lot, "Car racing itself is exciting, if the female partner around you is sensible and doesn't shout and move around, you Control the speed of the car by yourself and don't try to be brave, you won't have any accidents after running Qiuling Mountain."

"And I can tell you as a professional racing driver who has never lost a big race, the probability of falling off a cliff in Qiuling Mountain is very low."

Fu Zhi glanced at Zhuang Mo who had never lost.

Gu Yanqi thought for a while, then shook his head, "You said it too, if the female companion is sensible and obedient, who can guarantee that the female companion next to you is fearless and will not behave disqualifyingly while driving at high speed?"

Zhuang Mo snorted coldly: "That depends on everyone's on-the-spot adaptability. If everyone is as timid as Gu Shao said, I don't think this match will be a match!"

"Zhuang Mo," Zheng Qu gave him a hand and reminded, "Since Mr. Li agreed, he won't break the contract. Young Master Gu doesn't count, so don't worry too much."

When Zhuang Mo heard this, he didn't say any more, he didn't know what his attitude was.

It was quite windy at night.

Li Nanli held the handcuffs in his hand, raised his brows lightly, "That's a match." It was quite fun.

As he spoke, he opened the driver's door of the purple sports car.

He bent down, sat in, and locked the door.

Gu Yanqi stood outside the car with a blank expression.

Regardless of Gu Yanqi's grievances, Li Nanli leaned the pink handcuffs on his wrists, then looked at Fu Zhi, and babbled nonsense: "The rules of the game require handcuffs together. I fought hard, saying you don't like it, want to Reject Zheng Qu, let you be free, sit in the car and take a good look at the scenery, but in the final analysis, people speak lightly."

His last four words, the byte bite is particularly heavy.

Fu Zhi looked down.

The man's protruding wrist was abruptly handcuffed by a pink handcuff. Pink and white were mixed together, creating an indescribable ambiguity.

However, his expression was indifferent and lazy, and Taohua's eyes were always somewhat alienated, as if he was forced.

Outside the car window, the chaebol young master who was the referee knocked on the car window, raised his arm and shook it, signaling Fu Zhi not to break the rules.

Fu Zhi raised his hand, took the handcuffs at the other end, and under Li Nanli's hot gaze, baked them on his wrists.

Different from Li Nanli, the girl's wrist is more slender, with a touch of pink in the white.

The hand handcuffed with him is very beautiful.

With a sense of beauty that makes people want to destroy.

special desire.

With just one hand, she is beautiful like this.

The referee outside still had to look in, and seemed to have discovered that the hands handcuffed with Li Nanli could be used as hand models.

Li Nanli raised his hand and pulled the suit on Fu Zhi's body to cover his hand. Then, the car window dropped a gap, and the referee outside looked up at him. He spoke in a low voice, and said one word, " roll."

What are you looking at?

Is it your girlfriend? Still staring?

referee:"……"

Whatever is fierce, he just takes a look, isn't it okay if he doesn't touch it?

The windows slowly go up.

Probably because the atmosphere tonight is in place, there are small pink handcuffs here, the referee said a few words casually, and there are young men and women kissing in and out of other cars.

Enthusiasm runs high.

Li Nanli tilted his head and looked at the man and woman who were embracing passionately outside the car.

Fu Zhi followed his gaze and looked over.

Li Nanli spoke nonsense in a serious manner: "Their behavior may help them win the first place in the racing competition."

Fu Zhi understood: "It may be that you are not very good at racing, so you blindly believe that their behavior will bring good luck. It is recommended to read more books on racing when you have time to improve your self-confidence and break the feudal superstition."

Li Nanli: "..."

In terms of driving, no man can be questioned.

So when Fu Zhi asked her to drive and Li Nanli went to the co-pilot, Li Nanli's face turned dark.

He leaned over and fastened Fu Zhi's seat belt.

Then, when the referee yelled "Ready——".

Li Nanli put his left hand on the steering wheel.

"Bang -" a gunshot.

The purple sports car jumped out like an arrow flying off the string, with a "buzz -" sound.

Even Fu Zhi was not ready for a while.

Fu Chao said before that to observe boys, one must observe three elements: watches, shoes, and sports cars.

Among them, the more expensive the sports car and the faster the speed, the more handsome the person is.

When Li Nanli was driving the sports car, he was more aggressive than Fu Zhi's, and he was even more ruthless.

Fu Zhi also ran on the mountain road of Qiuling Mountain, but Li Nanli ran for the first time, and his speed was faster than that of Fu Zhi's, so he did his part, and was soon left behind by other sports cars without a trace.

He only used one hand, and when he passed the big bend, the huge pushing force caused Fu Zhi's body to lean forward, but Li Nanli held her hand, and after passing half of the bend, observed Checking Fu Zhi's expression, he lowered the speed of the car appropriately, and asked, "Is this speed okay? Will it be uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Fu Zhi drives in the same way on weekdays, but the feeling of driving by himself and sitting in the co-pilot is still different. Driving by himself is not easy to get motion sickness, nor will it be uncomfortable.

Not sure when the speed of the car will decrease, when Zheng Qu and his party will overtake, Fu Zhi sits down obediently, "It doesn't matter if you hurry up, I don't feel bad."

"Um."

Li Nanli had sporadic smiles in his eyes.

Suddenly, for a moment, I felt that Zheng Qu is the most discerning member of the Zheng family.

Tonight's banquet was well done, and he really liked it.

The mountains of Qiuling Mountain are continuous, and the narrow road is surrounded by cliffs.

After Li Nanli left him behind, he originally wanted to take Fu Zhi for a stroll, but he thought about the previous conversation.

It was like a fire was burning in my heart, the kind that couldn't be extinguished no matter what.

If he continued to grind, he was really not far from the beast.

Li Nanli sighed, resigned himself to speeding up the car, and sent him to Yuanshi Villa.

The key to the handcuffs was in the hands of the referee, and the two still maintained a delicate posture of being handcuffed together.

Just as I was about to speak, the video call on my phone rang.

It's Ms. Huo Ningxin calling.

Li Nanli was specifically looking for him to talk about the Zheng family.

And as soon as the surveillance video is turned on.

Probably because of the angle, the first thing Huo Ningxin saw were the pink handcuffs and Fu Zhi, who couldn't see the face clearly under the dim light.

At this month and time, Fu Zhi should be studying in No. 1 Middle School.

Huo Ningxin didn't change her mind for a while, she seemed to have discovered some terrible secret, and she blew up, "Li Nanli!" She called him by name, "Who is this? You have raised a He Fu Zhi with this facial features. Do you have a double that looks alike with you?!"

"Do you still want to follow Ye Jiufa's novel and dig your heart and soul out of Zhizhi?"

"Scumbag! How do you want me to face Zhizhi again?"

"It's just scum!!! Delete us as friends!"