Ji Yan Chuan's face was smeared with the foul-smelling dog poop, and a sharp, explosive sound came from his throat!
"Ah! Dog poop! Dog poop got in my eyes!"
Pei Youchuan pulled Pei Bu Xian behind him and sarcastically said, "Seventh brother, we should be a bit more polite. Didn’t we agree that the loser would run around the track naked? This dog poop is an extra, it’ll cost extra."
The dark circles under Pei Bu Xian’s eyes deepened with the aggression he was radiating. His tone was cold, "I can afford it."
Pei Youchuan smiled falsely, "Then we’ll stick to the plan we agreed on."
He snapped his fingers, signaling the staff, "Please help us get this guy’s clothes off."
The staff at the racing club were shocked. "B-But… Mr. Ji is not feeling well."
Pei Youchuan was puzzled. "What does him not feeling well have to do with me? It’s not me who’s sick."
The staff twitched their lips, "But he can’t run naked like this."
Pei Youchuan waved his hand dismissively, "It’s fine, just put him on the ground."
The staff were confused, placing the stretcher on the ground.
Pei Youchuan immediately went to strip Ji Yan Chuan’s clothes off!
Staff: "?!?"
While doing so, Pei Youchuan laughed loudly, "Come on, we’re all men here, don’t be shy about losing the bet! I’ll help you get undressed!"
Ji Yan Chuan weakly protested, "You guys—ahhhh!"
Pei Youchuan ripped off his shirt, grinning smugly, "You were trying to crash into my sister earlier, right?"
Ji Yan Chuan froze, struggling to open his eyes to look at him.
Pei Youchuan looked down at him, tearing off his clothes with a murderous grin, "You damn well better pay the price for that."
Ji Yan Chuan was furious, the stench of the dog poop making him dizzy with anger. "I won’t let you get away with this!"
Pei Youchuan ripped off his pants, "I won’t let you off either!"
At that moment, Pei Che raised his hand to cover Qiao Chuchu’s eyes. "You don’t need to watch this."
Qiao Chuchu: "…Sister Lin Qing, don’t you want to cover your eyes too?"
Lin Qing’s voice betrayed her laughter, "No need, I’ve seen every inch of this guy. Don’t be so formal. I still want to film it, hahahahaha!"
Lin Shen ordered, "Lin Qing, put your phone away. Do you dare to film this? Aren’t you afraid of catching a virus?"
Lin Qing sounded disappointed, "Fine."
Qiao Chuchu, blindfolded, couldn’t see anything: "……"
Pei Youchuan finished undressing Ji Yan Chuan and grabbed the stretcher. "Get someone else, let’s take him for a lap around the track!"
Pei Fengnong walked over with a serious face. "I’ll do it!"
Qiao Chuchu closed her eyes, imagining what it would look like—Pei Fengnong and Pei Youchuan running with the naked Ji Yan Chuan around the track.
It was bound to be hilarious.
Because Lin Qing was laughing beside her, "Ji Yan Chuan, this bastard, he’s too embarrassed to show his face, still covering it, haha I’m dying."
Pei Mu was laughing so hard he couldn’t stand up straight, "The best part is, he still has dog poop on his face. Even if he’s covering it, he doesn’t dare to really put his hands on it, hahahahahahahahaha!"
Pei Youchuan energetically raised Ji Yan Chuan and began jogging, "One two one! One two one! One two one! Shake it, little man!"
Pei Fengnong followed behind, his eyes coldly locked on Ji Yan Chuan.
Ji Yan Chuan felt humiliation crashing over him like a wave, covering his face and furiously shouting, "I won’t let you get away with this! Just you wait!"
Pei Fengnong ignored him and finished a full lap, casually tossing Ji Yan Chuan aside like trash!
Ji Yan Chuan crashed to the ground, the cold surface biting through him as he looked up in fury, "You—"
His words died in his throat.
Because Pei Fengnong was looking down at him from above.
Pei Youchuan’s smile had disappeared, and neither of the brothers were showing any signs of kindness.
Ji Yan Chuan shuddered under their intense gazes, "What do you want from me?"
Pei Fengnong’s gaze was chilling. "Ji Yan Chuan, you nearly killed my sister earlier."
Ji Yan Chuan laughed in anger, "I only wanted to bump into her, teach her a lesson. You’re exaggerating."
Pei Fengnong’s face showed no emotion, but the aura around him was filled with murderous intent, almost merging with the night. His voice was deep and low.
"If she hadn’t known what she was doing, by the speed you were going, she would already be dead in your hands."
Ji Yan Chuan still didn’t think he’d done anything wrong, lightly asking, "But she’s not dead, is she?"
Pei Fengnong narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Good, very good. Since you say so, then let’s get down to business."
"My brother stripped your clothes because you lost the bet, the loser should run naked. But you deliberately crashed into my sister, and now I’m going to make you pay for that."
Pei Fengnong leaned down, his eyes burning with intensity. "Let’s see how this plays out."
Ji Yan Chuan’s eyelids twitched, gritting his teeth and glaring at Pei Fengnong and Pei Youchuan as they left, "And your Pei Bu Xian smeared dog poop on my face—how are you going to settle that?"
No matter how loudly he shouted, Pei Fengnong didn’t turn back, instead heading straight toward Qiao Chuchu, grabbing her hand and walking away.
Suddenly, Qiao Chuchu could see again. "?"
Pei Fengnong’s face was cold. "It’s over, but don’t look back, he still isn’t dressed."
She made a face of disgust but then laughed a little. "I thought he got into a car accident. I thought the punishment was going to be canceled."
Pei Fengnong’s voice was ice-cold. "A bet’s a bet. He has to face the consequences of losing."
Qiao Chuchu nodded, staring at Pei Fengnong’s tall figure.
【How strange, I won, but why do I feel like Fourth Brother is really angry? Did I say something wrong?】
Pei Fengnong’s steps slowed, and he turned to face her, his brow furrowing deeply, his gaze mixed with worry and anxiety.
She had already died once, and yet she was still so lively?
Qiao Chuchu felt a chill running down her spine as he looked at her: "……"
【No way… Could it be that after I won, he wants to scold me? I remember he’s not the type for this kind of tough love.】
Pei Fengnong: "?"
He was just worried—
Forget it.
He wasn’t worried.
Pei Fengnong took out his phone and transferred money to her. "As promised, you came with me to the race. I’m sending you fifty thousand. Since you won this time, I’ll send you one hundred thousand."
Qiao Chuchu was flattered. "So, was your sour face earlier because you didn’t want to give me the hundred thousand?"
Pei Fengnong: "?"
She quickly grinned, "Haha, just kidding. Fourth Brother is so generous, he doesn’t care about this little bit of money!"
【Compared to the money other people give me for no reason, I still prefer earning my own money. It feels more satisfying and rewarding!】
Qiao Chuchu happily opened the text message, then suddenly thought of something. "Fourth Brother, if I lost today, would you support me running naked?"
Pei Fengnong: "I’d do it for you."
Qiao Chuchu: "?"
In the warm natural light, Pei Fengnong, wearing a matte black leather jacket, had his hair blowing over his eyes.
His narrow, almond-shaped eyes reflected Qiao Chuchu’s surprised face.
He had no expression, but his eyes were solemn and determined, as if he had made a heavy promise.
"I’ll run naked instead of you."