After the soul exchange, the president was abused by the evil mother-in-law every day

Chapter 143 Bet
"Yo, Sweet is back?"

"Just now Zeng Yi called and said that a great master has come to their club. Ask the two of you when to come over to play. Treat it as a new friend."

"Great God?" Tan Moyao has only heard others call him a Great God, but he has never met that person who dared to call himself a Great God in front of him. The last Wei Cong who challenged him had to avoid him when he saw him.

"Let's go, they have a match the day after tomorrow, and I heard it's a 500 million bet, let's go see how good this kid Zeng Yi said is." Fu Yun said excitedly.

"500 million?" Yan Miaohuan looked at him in surprise.

"Well, there are often such competitions between clubs. Of course, there are also individual competitions, just like the one between Wei Cong and his sister-in-law that day. Hey, no, why are you surprised? It's not like the ones you studied in the past didn't win Take other people's money." Fu Yun felt that Tan Moyao had become more and more strange recently.

"I'm just surprised that it's only 500 million." She hurriedly added.

"Oh, so, maybe that guy didn't have much money to lose, after all, not everyone like you doesn't take 500 million in their eyes."

"That's enough, that's enough. We've got enough to eat. We're going back to our homes. We don't have to go to work the day after tomorrow. I'll see you at the racing track then. Don't forget." Fu Yun repeatedly urged them after sending them to the car.

"Aren't you going back?" Yan Miaohuan saw him standing beside the car, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Stop meddling in your own business, go!"

"Okay, let's go, he is having an affair with the proprietress of that restaurant, you haven't noticed it yet?" Tan Moyao said while sitting in the co-pilot's seat.

She nodded and stepped on the gas pedal.

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Two days later, they came to Zeng Yi's racing track as promised because Tan Moyao was curious about the driving skills of this so-called new master, while Yan Miaohuan was curious about whether the 500 million agreed between them would really be given.

"It's my goddess!"

"What goddess? That's Tan Moyao's wife."

"That's right, I didn't watch the news, you, she's the young lady of the Tan family. That boy Tan Moyao protects the calf, so don't lean on other people's daughter-in-law."

As soon as the two of them got out of the car, there was an uproar at the scene.Because the real relationship between the two of them was made public a few days ago, it will naturally arouse more people's curiosity and scrutiny.

Some people are very curious about Yan Miaohuan, because a woman who has never shown her face in the upper class is actually married to Tan Moyao, and because this "Yan Miaohuan" became famous in this place a week ago what!

"Has the competition started? Where is Fu Yun?" She didn't care about the eyes of those people, and kept looking for Fu Yun's figure in the crowd.

"Why are you looking for him? Don't you know to follow me?" Tan Moyao said angrily.

As soon as they entered the club, Zeng Yi's people came to greet them. After all, the face of "Tan Moyao" was the pass.

"Mr. Qin, this way please, the VIP seat has been reserved for you and Mrs. Qin."

"Yeah." She nodded coldly, then followed.

People were talking about them along the way, but in fact they were talking more about "Yan Miaohuan".

"Here, Tan Moyao!" That boy Fu Yun stood up and waved to them, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. Although he was standing in the middle of a group of people, he was very conspicuous.

Yan Miaohuan looked around and found that they were all rich second generations. Although she couldn't name them, she knew that these people were young masters and young ladies with status and status.

"Miss Zeng? You also like to watch car races?" As soon as she sat down, she saw Zeng Li in front of her.

"Well, let me take a look if you're bored." The other party showed her a sweet smile.

"Ahem." The real Tan Moyao couldn't stand it, and coughed dryly twice.

"Hey, brother, you're already married, and your wife is still around, why not keep a low profile when looking at beauties." Fu Yun bumped her shoulder, and then whispered in her ear in a strange way.

"Tsk, what the hell are you talking about? We just know each other, just to say hello." She didn't think about that at all.

Even though she was no longer Yin Nian's body, she subconsciously hid in the crowd.

She never thought that Ke Zeyi had already seen "Yin Nian" in the crowd.

"Okay, okay, the match will start right away, don't talk to you two." Tan Moyao said directly.

Today's competition is not on the open mountain road, but on the professional infield racing track.The rules of the game are very simple, there are three laps in total, whoever finishes first will get 500 million.

"The two clubs?" She saw two men in full armor coming out of the opposite locker room, and asked Fu Yunwen next to her.

"The No. 7 in the black suit belongs to Sheng Tang. I don't know the name. Anyway, I heard that he is very powerful, but he is low-key. The No. 22 in the red and black suit seems to be a contracted racing driver of a club under the Wei family."

She nodded.

"Well... let's see who wins." She said.

After a while, a whistle blew, and as the flag fell, the No. 7 and No. 22 cars were ejected instantly.

The people at the scene became excited in an instant.

Only she and Tan Moyao watched the game calmly. The cars on the 22th and the [-]nd are not far or close, and they are in a state of chasing each other.

She couldn't understand, she only knew who was faster and who was slower, and Tan Moyao had already guessed the final winner after watching for a while.

"Sheng Tang? When did they train such a powerful driver?" He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Fu Yun yelled for a long time, and finally got tired of yelling.

"Hey, who do you bet on? 7 or 22?"

"Number 7." The two of them said in unison.

Tan Moyao did not expect that Yan Miaohuan would have the same thoughts as him. She was obviously a layman watching the fun, while he was watching the technology.

"Is this a tacit understanding between you two? But I also think it's number seven, after all, I hope Wei Cong loses the 500 million to Sheng Tang!" He said with a smile.

That kid Wei Cong likes to play these exciting things the most, and betting, he wished that the pants he lost would be the best place here.

The race has entered the last lap, and whoever wins will be revealed soon.

"come on!"

"Quick, quick, overtake him!"

The people at the scene probably all made their bets in private, anyway, each one was more excited than the other.

"Win, win, number seven, I won one hundred thousand!"

The moment the black car crossed the line first, the people at the scene cheered.

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Seeing that she guessed right, Yan Miaohuan applauded vigorously.

"It's really number seven! If I had known, I would have placed some bets." She murmured.

"Who is that number seven?"

(End of this chapter)