The Fast Shadow Race Track was particularly enchanting at dusk, yet at this time, many people's hearts were very heavy!
Watching Ye Xiao and the four beauties drive away from the Fast Shadow Race Track, Xu Ming's heart finally relaxed. Since Ye Xiao had left, Feng Yang's kowtowing had naturally come to an end!
Although it was Feng Yang who had kowtowed, Xu Ming felt a tremendous pressure. What a joke; Feng Yang was not a generous man. After suffering such humiliation, how could he possibly let it go? In front of Ye Xiao, Feng Yang was like a grandson, but what about in front of him, Xu Ming?
"Young Master Feng, get up!" As soon as Xu Ming saw Ye Xiao leave, he hurried over to Feng Yang's side to help him up.
At this time, the other members of the Weihang Club also ran over. Who was Feng Yang? A special envoy sent by the Weihang Club. Everyone knew that Feng Yang would definitely harbor a grudge, so at this moment, everyone only hoped to reduce Feng Yang's fury a bit.