After being thrown into the crazy literature, the author turned over a new leaf

Chapter 57 Are you crazy? You don't want to die
"Si Nian, you can't escape." He spoke word by word.

This man is really sick! Si Nian regretted it instantly. She should have let him die alone.

No, no, he was just pretending. He should be made to die in pain next time!
"You're cheating again! Feng Sichen, can't you afford to play?" Si Nian looked straight at him, his momentum no less than his.

"I created the game, and the subsequent results are decided by me alone."

Si Nian: I am so embarrassed! Someone, throw him into outer space!

Her good mood was gone, Feng Sichen could easily change her mood.

"Ha, you're playing dirty tricks!" She copied and pasted his expression, "Alright, I'll keep playing along. I want to see how many times someone worth hundreds of millions can go back on his word and play dirty tricks like a childish ghost!"

This is a road around the mountain. The road twists and turns and goes up and down. Every sports car parked in front is the most luxurious of the luxury.

This is a competition, a serious friendly match between rich young men and professional players.

Ferrari, Lamborghini, Koenigsegg, Rolls-Royce... Well, boy, the sports cars in my novels have been exposed.

Feng Sichen’s car is a Koenigsegg.

There are three sections in total, and whoever reaches the finish line first wins. Si Nian was provoked by Feng Sichen, so she got in the car out of spite and became his navigator.

They were not overly curious about the sudden appearance of a woman, because they had people with them. But they were still curious because that person was Feng Sichen.

His response was “None”.

When someone was about to ask Xiang Si Nian and communicate further, Feng Si Chen intervened and interrupted the conversation.

Just like that, those people had to return home in disappointment.

Si Nian tilted his head to look at Feng Sichen, and seeing his pale face, he said, "Are you having a stomachache again?"

Feng Sichen has a habit of "pretending". I guess he really has a stomachache, but I don't know what's wrong with him that he has to pretend like nothing happened.

"What, do you care about me?"

"No, I'm just afraid that you'll accidentally drag me into the hospital with you." Si Nian said with a pout.

You shouldn't say too much. If he wants to pretend, let him pretend. He's just ruining his own body anyway.

Feng Sichen sneered: "Don't worry, even if you die, you should feel lucky to have someone worth hundreds of billions to die with you."

Si Nian had a blank expression on her face, and said with a forced smile, "That's all thanks to you." She fastened her seat belt.

After all, it was a race. At the command, all the cars flew out like arrows. Si Nian subconsciously tightened his seat belt, and his face gradually turned pale.

She had seen these things from the sidelines and had also seen them on her phone, but after experiencing them in person, she found that the experience was completely different.

Si Nian's panic didn't last long. She quickly adjusted herself and did what she was supposed to do as a navigator.

The wind whistled past my ears. Feng Sichen was in the front position. In the first round, he was the first.

At this time, his face was obviously pale.

Wen Mo, who was in the lounge, found the medicine bottle. He slapped his thigh suddenly, and then immediately sent a message to Si Nian:
[Mr. Feng didn’t take the medicine! ]

Si Nian looked at the message with a frown on her face. Just as she guessed after she calmed down, this guy was just pretending again!
She said, "Are you sick? Don't you care about your body?"

Si Nian was so angry that she was about to explode. If the situation wasn't a bit complicated, she would have quit immediately and not even bothered to see who had made her angry.

Feng Sichen pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

He forced himself to endure the pain and continued to drive at high speed. The mountain road was wide, but the road was ups and downs, and there were many turns. Feng Sichen seemed to be really risking his life.

Si Nian: Crazy, crazy! He knew he was a lunatic but still got into his car! I really think my life is too short.

In the second round, Feng Sichen was second, no longer first.

During the short break, Si Nian pulled Si Chen to a secluded corner and said, "You should go to the hospital instead of continuing the competition here!"

"You take care of me." he said.

"Hey, you!" Si Nian was speechless.

Even rabbits bite when they are angry, not to mention that she is not a rabbit. Seeing Feng Sichen was about to leave, she reached out and pulled him back, and held him against the wall with one hand on each side: "Are you crazy? Don't you want to die? Is your life really that cheap?"

Feng Sichen gently pushed it away, then strode away.

"Hey me!" Si Nian looked at him from behind with both anger and amusement.

You don't want me to be in charge? But I'm in charge anyway, Feng Sichen. I just can't stand the way you do what you want!
Si Nian got on the driver's seat before Feng Sichen and said with a dark face, "Get down!"

"I'll give you two choices. One, you can be the co-pilot. Two, we can slowly pass the time. Anyway, I don't care about the ranking in the race." Si Nian said.

Her tone was very firm and did not allow for rejection.

Feng Sichen glanced at the time next to him and then went to the passenger seat.

He knew that if she was really determined to delay time, she would never give up.

"Can you drive?" At this time, Feng Sichen had already fastened his seat belt.

"I have looked up information about Koenigsegg in order to design an image of a super-handsome president. Don't worry, I won't make any mistakes on the accelerator and brake." Si Nian said lightly.

"At least I'm not driving while tired or sick," she paused, then added, "I won't drive to the point where my life is in danger."

One of the president's hobbies was racing. In order to collect materials, Si Nian also raced. Thanks to Tiantian and Ren Yifan's resources, she was lucky enough to drive a Koenigsegg.

The scenery on the road was receding rapidly. Si Nian focused his expression and stepped hard on the accelerator. The roar that was unique to sports cars rang out.

She was lagging behind at first, but in the middle stage, she overtook one after another. Feng Sichen seemed to have let down his tense nerves, and his face was filled with pain.

"Feng Sichen, are you okay?" she asked.

His fingers were bent, his face was pale, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Si Nian's eyes showed a different expression. Just when she was about to take action, the person next to her said weakly, "Don't change lanes!"

"You?" Si Nian slowed down his tone, "It's just an ordinary friendly match, just for fun, why do you have to fight to the death?"

"Do you think you can avoid going to the hospital immediately in your current condition?"

Si Nian didn't care about anything anymore. She slowed down, changed lanes, and drove straight to the hospital without caring about Feng Sichen's attitude and thoughts.

The bent man noticed the change in route and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Feng Sichen, you can not cherish your body and your life, but I can't, I can't do it!"

Feng Sichen wanted to stop him, but he was too weak all over. In a daze, he saw Si Nian's focused expression as he headed towards the hospital.

(End of this chapter)