I'm a widow for the richest man in the world

Chapter 129 You Are The Rider God, Right?

The first time Spy Shadow crashed, Meng Riwan felt uncomfortable. She thought that the medicine she had taken over the years was enough for her to complete a good race, but she still bleeds.

Meng Riwan turned over and continued to sleep, not listening to the discussion behind.

Si Yanli, who was holding the milk tea, originally wanted to give it to Meng Riwan, but told her to come over and take a look if she didn't respond, only to find that Meng Riwan had fallen asleep.

The car was very stable, and Si Yanli was sitting next to Meng Riwan, and it was a little strange to see her holding her hand tightly, but he quietly opened the girl's palm and found that it was full of blood.

In an instant, his heart was pulled hard.

Si Yanli looked at Meng Riwan's bloodless face, his chest was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

Wanting to hug the girl tightly but held back, Si Yan covered Meng Riwan with a blanket and left the front seat.

"Third Master, someone is following us." Gu Hang, who was driving, kept looking at the rearview mirror.

Si Yanli said: "It's okay, drive the car more steadily, and fell asleep tonight."

"Okay." Gu Hang reduced the speed of the car.

The vehicles behind also all slowed down and followed slowly. Gu Hang counted four or five vehicles. They looked very ordinary, and they should be reporters from Qinghua City.

When they arrived at the hotel, the reporters were all stopped outside. They couldn't get in, so they had to ask the hotel manager to interview Meng Riwan in a serious manner, but Si Yanli stopped them all.

Even so, the name of the car god still spread throughout Qinghua City in just half a day, and more and more reporters gathered outside the hotel. Meng Riwan's phone kept ringing, and Si Yanli picked up a few , most of them belonged to the club, and wanted to spend a lot of money to poach Meng Riwan.

Si Yanli didn't care about that little money at all, so he hung up the phone directly.

Si Yanli didn't pay much attention to those little people who were not very popular looking for Meng Riwan. As a result, within a day, the hotel they were staying in was exposed.

Waking up early in the morning, thousands of fans were standing outside the door, with various hand banners, creating an uproar. Many people wanted Meng Riwan to come out for an interview.

Si Yanli asked Gu Hang to dismiss him, and stayed in the hotel to accompany Meng Riwan.

But the more Meng Riwan didn't go out to meet the fans, the more excited the people outside were, refusing to leave desperately, and clamoring for the car god to return.

Meng Riwan was so noisy that he couldn't even sleep well. After getting up at noon and having a good meal, he said to Si Yanli: "Go back to Huacheng, the group of people outside are too annoying, don't you just drive a broken car to win?" A game, as for guarding one by one like crazy?"

Si Yanli looked at her deeply: "Of course others don't know how to do it, and the car god is another matter. Wanwan, tell me, what is the relationship between Ike and you?"

"It's okay." Meng Riwan said lazily.

Si Yanli squinted his eyes, and his voice was full of danger: "I took your mobile phone when you fell asleep last night, and received a warning letter from the World Racing Department, saying that you will be banned from all competitions in the next ten years."

Meng Riwan's hand holding the chopsticks froze: "A group of retarded people."

"So you admitted it?" Si Yanli asked seriously.

Meng Riwan put down his chopsticks: "Admit what? A dying man is a well-known car god in the black street? Do you think it is possible? As for the spy shadow, it was given to me by Mo Rong. If you have any questions, you can ask him, and you can go too." Tell the group of people outside to find Mo Rong if you have any questions, and don't disturb my rest."

"The car god is long and the car god is short all day long, as if he has never seen it before, what is there to chase!"

(End of this chapter)