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Ahead lies a hairpin bend of nearly 180 degrees.

Jiang Ye eased off the throttle early, squeezed the front brake, and quickly shifted his body weight inward, preparing to enter the curve with a perfect posture.

Just then!

That red Ducati V4 didn't slow down at all!

"Holy crap! Is this crazy woman out of her mind?!"

Jiang Ye was startled.

The female rider in red suddenly slammed on the brakes at the very last moment before entering the bend!

With a screeching sound from the tires screeching against the ground, the Ducati's rear end even slipped slightly!

Immediately afterwards, the female rider leaned out of the vehicle, her knees scraping against the asphalt, sending up a trail of dazzling sparks!

Absolutely amazing!

That cornering technique is comparable to that of a professional racer on the Isle of Man TT!

The red Ducati was like a sharp red scalpel, cutting right through Jiang Ye's inside line at an extremely tricky angle!

"Whoosh—"

A gust of wind, carrying a faint scent of high-end perfume, swept past Jiang Ye's nose.

As the female rider in red overtook the car, she arrogantly turned her head and gave Jiang Ye a provocative thumbs-down gesture!

"Damn it! I got looked down on!"

Jiang Ye, with his fiery temper, couldn't tolerate this.

The powerful behind-the-scenes boss of Kunlun Capital, the hidden king of the Hanzhou motorcycle circle, if he gets beaten to a pulp by a female rider today, how will he ever be able to survive in the underworld again?

"You shrimp catcher! Today I'm going to show you what real skill is!"

Jiang Ye's eyes sharpened, and he fully entered battle mode.

Two top-of-the-line motorcycles, one black and one red, engaged in an exhilarating racing contest on this winding mountain road!

The roar of the engine echoed throughout the valley.

They chased each other, neither willing to give way.

Every bend is a life-or-death race against time.

With absolute control over the BMW GS and extensive experience on mountain roads, Jiang Ye pushed the engine to its limits on straightaways.

Meanwhile, the female rider in red, relying on the Ducati V4's insane cornering performance and her reckless riding style, kept Jiang Ye close behind.

The distance between the two remained within ten meters at all times!

The chase lasted for more than half an hour.

Until the view suddenly opened up, the end of the winding road—the mountaintop viewing platform—finally appeared before us.

"squeak--"

The two motorcycles applied their brakes almost simultaneously and came to a steady stop at the edge of the observation deck.

The tires smelled burnt, and the exhaust pipe was making a crackling, metallic cooling sound.

Jiang Ye was panting heavily, his blood boiling.

So cool!

The thrill of racing against a worthy opponent is even more exhilarating than closing a multi-billion dollar deal!

He ripped off his helmet, shook his sweat-soaked hair, and turned to look at the red Ducati next to him.

"Hey! Beautiful lady, that's pretty good! Which racing team are you with?"

Jiang Ye shouted loudly, his tone filled with admiration.

The female rider in red did not speak.

She slowly raised her hands, unfastened the helmet buckle, and then abruptly ripped off the black carbon fiber helmet.

next second.

Her long, jet-black hair, as black as a waterfall, flew freely in the breeze at the mountaintop.

It was a face of breathtaking beauty, so stunning it was almost unbelievable.

Her fair skin was flushed from vigorous exercise, and her narrow, almond-shaped eyes gleamed with cunning and smugness.

A high, straight nose and fiery red lips.

Jiang Ye recognized that face all too well!

"Big...Big Sister?!"

Jiang Ye's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his chin slammed into the fuel tank.

He was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning, frozen in place, his brain's CPU instantly burned out, and he completely lost the ability to think.

Han Qingru!

This wild female rider, riding a Ducati V4 and making crazy turns on the mountain road, even giving him the middle finger in provocation, was actually his usually aloof, dignified, and elegant ice queen CEO who runs a multinational corporation worth hundreds of billions—Han Qingru!

How is this possible?!

In Jiang Ye's memory, his eldest sister, Han Qingru, was always dressed in a well-tailored haute couture business suit, wearing high heels, sitting on a large leather boss's chair, commanding the world, with an aura of a two-meter-eight-meter queen.

How could she wear such a tight leather outfit and ride such a violent heavy motorcycle?

This extreme contrast in cuteness is like a collision between Mars and Earth, delivering a nuclear-level impact to Jiang Ye's vision and psychology!

Seeing Jiang Ye's ghost-like expression, Han Qingru couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She reached out her slender fingers, clad in black leather gloves, and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, a gesture that was undeniably alluring.

Then, she slightly raised her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes filled with a hint of teasing and doting.

"What? Stunned?"

Han Qingru parted her red lips slightly, her voice clear and melodious, yet carrying a hint of domineering.

"You're allowed to run away whenever you encounter trouble, but I, as your older sister, am not allowed to chase after you?"

Jiang Ye swallowed hard, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"No... big sister, when did you... when did you learn to ride a motorcycle? And your skills are insane! You almost beat me in that hairpin turn!"

Jiang Ye pointed at the red Ducati, his face full of disbelief.

Han Qingru got out of the car and walked up to Jiang Ye with her incredibly long legs.

The tight leather outfit hugged her figure so well that there wasn't an ounce of fat. Her stunning curves made Jiang Ye unable to look directly at her, and he could only look away.

"Do you think that all I did these past two years abroad was attend meetings and sign contracts?"

Han Qingru reached out and flicked Jiang Ye's forehead in an annoyed manner.

"I know you've always loved things that are mechanical and fast since you were little. To share a hobby with you and to go crazy with you, I spent a lot of money to hire a retired champion from the Isle of Man TT as my personal trainer."

At this point, Han Qingru's eyes became incredibly gentle, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible grievance.

"Do you think that cornering maneuver was easy? I crashed countless times on tracks abroad to perfect that move, and I still have two scars on my leg that haven't faded yet."

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ye's heart trembled violently.

An indescribable warm current instantly surged through my entire body.

Moving.

An unparalleled feeling of being moved.

A female CEO of a multinational corporation worth hundreds of billions, in order to cater to his hobby and ride a bike with him, actually lowered herself to learn this dangerous extreme sport, and even suffered injuries all over her body.

This affection, this dedication, is heavier than a mountain!

Jiang Ye's eyes welled up slightly. He looked at the woman in front of him who had given everything for him, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"Big sister...why are you doing this? What if you fall and get seriously injured? How can I forgive myself?"

Don't give me that.

Han Qingru rolled her eyes at him, but a sweet smile remained on her lips.

"What does it matter if I stumble a few times as long as I can keep up with you? Besides, I'm standing right in front of you now, aren't I? And didn't you seem to enjoy the race just now?"