Chapter 22 - Pudding

However, Lu Zhichen and Huo Jinqi did not have much interaction. Huo Jinqi did not think highly of Lu Zhichen's iron fist, and Lu Zhichen did not think highly of his sloppy behavior.

Since they disliked each other, they never interacted much in the past.

When Lu Zhichen collaborated with the Huo family previously, it had always been with Huo Jinyuan or their father, Huo Jun. Since Huo Jinqi was in the entertainment industry, there was no need for them to collaborate.

This time, for some reason, Huo Jinqi had taken the initiative to look for Lu Zhichen.

Lu Zhichen looked at the person blocking his way and slowly adjusted his sleeves. "What is it?"

"Are you going to watch a race?"

Lu Zhichen did not speak.

"Can you bring me too?"

At the place where the two of them were, no one had specifically looked over. Only the personal assistant beside Lu Zhichen heard this and looked at Huo Jinqi in surprise.

"Lu Zhichen, let's make a deal…

"If you bring me there, in return, I promise that Huo Chulan will not come to look for you this month."

"I can make that happen by myself." Lu Zhichen wanted to leave right after saying that.

The only reason he could tolerate Huo Chulan for a period of time was because of the friendly relations between their families.

However, Lu Zhichen was not someone who would regard friendly relations as anything important.

He only wanted to find the girl he hadn't seen in a long time and didn't want to bring anyone else.

"Wait." Huo Jinqi followed him. "Bring me there and I will owe you a favor."

The proud person lowered his head, his voice laced with a hint of pleading.

Lu Zhichen tilted his head and looked at him. He seemed to be thinking about the benefits of having Huo Jinqi owe him a favor.

However, it did not seem to match up to the value of what he was going to do today.

"If Second Young Master Huo really wants to go, you should be able to get a ticket with your connections, right?" Lu Zhichen asked and left.

Huo Jinqi did not follow after him.

He only lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

…

The racing track was on Pan Shan Highway, but there was only one entrance and exit. The key was in Xing Jiuan's hand.

The people who came in were all inspected and confirmed to be the people they'd invited.

Although it was a competition, not many people were allowed to enter.

Even so, it was still very lively here.

"Bai Jing, when is Pudding coming?"

Pudding was Xing Jiuan's nickname. Back then, Bai Jing had asked her what her nickname was for racing. It sounded cool to be cheered on with a nickname.

At that time, Xing Jiuan was eating mango pudding, so she casually replied, "Pudding, I guess."

She was called that since then.

Xing Jiuan didn't really care. Whoever dared to call her that in front of her would have to buy her a hundred pudding cups.

Back then, there was a period of time when Xing Jiuan had a small room filled with pudding. There was an endless supply of pudding, and there were all sorts of flavors.

Most of the people who played with cars were rich, so it was impossible that they couldn't afford pudding.

Xing Jiuan didn't allow them to send her any more. There were too many pudding cups and she couldn't possibly eat them all by herself. So, she left some behind and bought a few large boxes of toys, milk, biscuits, yogurt, snacks, clothes, and stationery. She gathered a few truckloads of things and donated them all to the orphanage.

However, she continued to be called Pudding until now.

Xing Jiuan did not insist on changing it either.

When Lu Zhichen arrived, many people looked at him in shock.

There wasn't anyone in the circle who didn't know Lu Zhichen.

Although he kept a low profile, he would still attend some social events.. Plus, he was really good-looking, so his face was very memorable.