Chapter 292 A Meeting of Minds

Song Ni remembered watching the ROX club participate in a rally race last year. Back then, she wasn't particularly interested in watching races; she had only gone to see Tan Zheng. She did see him then, though the circumstances were rather awkward. It was different now. Standing here, she felt her blood surge. Having experienced the thrill of speed, she could no longer remain indifferent. "Xiao Jiang, you have to push hard, aim for top three!" she said, making a cheering gesture with her hand. Sheng Jiang no longer dwelled on not having called out Tan Zheng that morning at the hotel. "Sister Ni, don't worry, I'll definitely do my best!" Song Ni then turned to Huan Yuan. "Huan Yuan, come on! Win the championship!" Sheng Jiang: ... "Sister Ni, you're playing favorites! Why are you cheering for Huan Yuan to win a championship, but only telling me to get into the top three?" Song Ni's brow twitched. "Didn't you yourself think you couldn't win the championship?" Sheng Jiang: ... "I think it's what I think, but it wouldn't hurt you to cheer for a championship. You showing favoritism like this is messing with my head." Hearing this, Tan Zheng glanced at him. "Is your mental fortitude that weak?" Sheng Jiang: ... He felt targeted. Seeing Sheng Jiang look wronged, Song Ni couldn't help but tease him further. "Then you try hard too, and bring back a championship." Sheng Jiang snorted. "Late affection is cheaper than grass; it's too late." Song Ni crossed her arms. "Xiao Jiang, that's where you're wrong. All things are equal; why is grass cheap?" Sheng Jiang pouted, his voice muffled. "Then it's just too late." "Fine, I'll say it again: Come on! Bring back a championship! I only said it once for Huan Yuan, but I've said it twice for you. Is that enough now?" Sheng Jiang: ... It was a bit strange, but acceptable. Then, like a little boy, he cast a proud glance at Huan Yuan. Huan Yuan: ... Immature. When the two went to their positions, Tan Zheng put an arm around Song Ni. "Why were you appeasing that kid Sheng Jiang?" "Are you jealous? Why be jealous of a child? They're about to race; they need encouragement, and to win another championship for your club." Tan Zheng snorted. "The championship is for them to win." Song Ni chuckled. "And you think they will?" Tan Zheng paused for a moment. "There's only one championship." Song Ni sighed after hearing this. "My feelings are complicated right now. When it's your turn to race in a while, I'm afraid the younger ones will be even more complex." "Why?" "They'll wonder if you can win, if anything will go wrong, all sorts of things." She understood how her parents must have felt when Tan Zheng wanted to race cars. Tan Zheng, however, smiled. "Then you worry too much. With me here, there's no need to think about whether or not we'll win the championship." Song Ni: ... "Who was it that said they hadn't raced in five years and had lost their touch? Who said they couldn't compete with younger drivers due to age? And now you're so confident?" Tan Zheng chuckled softly. "I'm training hard now, aren't I? Once N comes back, I'll be fully dedicated to preparing for my comeback." "Training guarantees a championship? Where does that leave Huan Yuan?" Hearing this, Tan Zheng pinched Song Ni's nose. "Didn't you say before that my talent and skills were better than that kid's? Have you forgotten?" Song Ni: ... The deeper their affection grew, the more childlike their way of conversing became. Such bickering was increasingly common in their daily lives. Tan Zheng, such an unrestrained person, was willing to engage in these childish word games for the person he loved. One could only marvel at the greatness of love. Song Ni also found herself displaying a girlish side in their marital life, perhaps this was what was meant by being willing. The atmosphere at the race was incredibly heated. Song Ni leaned against Tan Zheng, still holding a ROX flag and waving it. She would occasionally raise her hand to her mouth like a megaphone, shouting encouragement to Sheng Jiang and Huan Yuan. Tan Zheng worried about her throat. "Don't shout like that; they can't hear you anyway." Song Ni disagreed. "What do you know? This is about the atmosphere. Even if they can't hear, the sentiment is conveyed." "Then will you shout when I race?" "Of course, and even more intensely than now." Song Ni had imagined that scene countless times. She dreamed of standing by the track, cheering for Tan Zheng. The mere thought of that scene made Tan Zheng feel happy. In the past, he raced for championships. Now, he raced with an added anticipation. "With you watching from the side, it would be hard for me *not* to win." Song Ni chuckled. "Can you really hear my shouts?" "Yes." Song Ni's brow twitched. "How can you possibly hear them?" "Because we are connected by heart." Song Ni was silent for a moment, then took out her phone. "Come on, say that again. I want to record it." It was truly a changed world; Tan Zheng could actually utter such words as "connected by heart." Tan Zheng: ... The arrival of one person broke the couple's sweet moment. "I heard you're planning a comeback?" A detestable voice. Song Ni looked over. Well, wasn't this the man she had beaten up in the restroom? How long had it been? And he was already causing trouble again. Had he forgotten the pain? Tan Zheng didn't even spare that person a glance. Danny then turned his gaze to Song Ni. "You slut, you just wait. I will make you pay for what you did to me." Tan Zheng suddenly turned and stared at him. "Are you threatening my wife in front of me?" Danny was startled by Tan Zheng's terrifying gaze. "Heh, if you have the guts, stay with your wife every day. If not, I'll find an opportunity." Tan Zheng directly grabbed the man's wrist, and with a subtle movement, the sound of bone snapping was heard. Danny cried out in pain. However, everyone present was focused on the race and didn't notice the faint sound. Song Ni stepped forward, smiled at Danny, and a curve formed at the corner of her lips. Her foot, however, didn't hold back as she kicked him. "Do you want another beating from me? If you're so eager to get hurt, I don't mind fulfilling your wish. I didn't even get enough of a beating last time." Someone beside Danny stepped forward to help, but Tan Zheng's gaze deterred him. Tan Zheng let go of his hand. "If you dare to lay a finger on my wife, I guarantee your club and your family will suffer because of you. If you don't believe me, you can try." The couple, unwilling to waste any more time with a scoundrel, moved to another spot to continue watching the race. Song Ni couldn't help but complain. "How can such an idiotic creature exist?" The ruthlessness in Tan Zheng's eyes hadn't fully dissipated. "Although he's stupid, what he said isn't entirely wrong. I can't be with you every moment. He can also find out about your classes. I'll have my bodyguards follow you, but don't worry, they'll keep their distance and won't bother you." Song Ni knew that foreign countries were not as peaceful as their own, so she didn't refuse. With bodyguards, Tan Zheng could feel at ease.