Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 33 No Free Lunch_1

"What a mess... cough cough, Xiao Ming, you’re a legend! This is the first time I’ve ever felt so happy winning."

"I might as well start my own racing team after this, and you can be my manager!"

Yun Shi Yu hugged her helmet, her pretty face flushed with excitement, like a little girl, her bangs stuck to her forehead with sweat, without any pretense of being a fairy-like figure.

Xiao Ming rolled his eyes: "Sorry, my fee is pretty high, you can’t afford me."

"You’re impossible!"

Yun Shi Yu stuck out her tongue, but didn’t continue.

Because she knew very well in her heart that starting a racing team would never get past her family.

"Will Xue get mad if we get home too late?" she asked again.

Xiao Ming forced a smile: "Maybe before, but today we officially separated, so I guess I have a bit more freedom for now."

"Separated? Why?"

"Because I’m an asshole."

Indeed, I can attest to that.

Muttering to herself, Yun Shi Yu looked unhappy: "You don’t have another woman on the side, do you?"

Xiao Ming shook his head: "Kid, mind your own business. Why did you want to meet?"

"Who are you calling a kid? Your entire family are the kids!"

Scrunching her nose, Yun Shi Yu tossed him a helmet and then climbed onto her motorcycle.

"Come on, Miss is in a good mood, I’ll treat you to a drink."

Xiao Ming looked at the raised back seat of her motorcycle, wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"Don’t tell me you’re scared to ride." Yun Shi Yu taunted him with a mix of disdain and provocation.

"It’s not that I’m scared, but if I sit there, I’ll be pressed up against you. I’m covered in stinky sweat. I’m afraid it’ll make me vomit."

"You... you really are a complete asshole!"

Yun Shi Yu’s face turned even redder, fuming.

Xiao Ming chuckled: "Get off and let me ride, you sit in the back."

"Can you handle it?" Yun Shi Yu got off the bike, half-doubting, "This is a liter-class racing bike, not just any newbie can handle it."

"Lose the ’can’t’. Except for having babies, my dictionary doesn’t include the words ’can’t do’."

Xiao Ming started the engine, waited for Yun Shi Yu to get on, squeezed the clutch, shifted gears, and revved up, all in one fluid motion. He zipped off with a start, causing Yun Shi Yu to urgently wrap her arms tight around his waist.

It didn’t take long for her to realize that Xiao Ming wasn’t boasting.

Although the speed was nowhere near what she would do in a race, and there was no showing off when taking turns, as a racer she could clearly feel Xiao Ming’s proficiency, and not the kind of proficiency of an ordinary rider.

This guy had likely participated in underground races too, at least he’d handled high-capacity bikes more than a few times.

Looking at the broad shoulders in front of her, Yun Shi Yu couldn’t help but reminisce about her childhood when her father, who loved motorcycles, would often take her riding through the wind.

Now, the man who adored her most had long turned into a handful of dust, and she was no longer anyone’s darling but the Yun Family’s young mistress.

As she thought about it, a faint sorrow welled up in Yun Shi Yu’s nose, and she leaned her head on Xiao Ming’s shoulder.

Too bad she couldn’t feel anything through the helmet.

Half an hour later, Xiao Ming stopped by a late-night food stall along the river.

They ordered a plate of edamame, a few skewers of barbecue, and each grabbed a bottle of cheap beer to drink.

"Ah! This feeling of freedom is just wonderful!" Yun Shi Yu exclaimed to the dark expanse of the river after downing a big gulp of beer.

Xiao Ming spat out an edamame pod, "If those who are thwarted and discontented heard that, they’d accuse you of making a fuss over nothing."

"What about you?"

"All I know is that there’s no such thing as a free lunch. Everything comes at a price, even what you’re born with."

Yun Shi Yu’s eyes dimmed: "So you don’t think I’m making a fuss over nothing, but you think I’m being melodramatic, unaware of how fortunate I am."

Xiao Ming smiled and looked her in the eyes: "Do you really think your family doesn’t know about your underground racing?"

Yun Shi Yu tensed: "What do you mean?"

"It’s simple. The rebellion you think you’re showing, these acts of defiance, to your family, they’re nothing more than a child’s temper tantrum.

They’re ignoring it for now because it’s not yet time to deal with it, to avoid pushing you to the edge."

Yun Shi Yu stood up abruptly: "You... You’re talking nonsense!

My grandfather is traditional and conservative. Once, a cousin of mine almost had her legs broken by him just for wearing a short skirt that showed her belly button. If he really knew I was racing underground, he would have come chasing after me to scold me ages ago."

"Do you believe that yourself?"

Xiao Ming didn’t try to hide his contempt, "Your cousin is from another family, but you’re the legitimate Yun Group heiress.

If your grandfather really did chew you out and then lock you up at home, you’d find a way to run away, far far away, at least for a short while, and break all ties with the Yun family."

Yun Shi Yu froze, then slowly sat down again.

"See," Xiao Ming continued, "if I, someone who’s barely known you, can guess this, wouldn’t your own grandfather understand?"

Yun Shi Yu covered her face, and soon sobbing could be heard.

"Does that mean... I really have no choice?"

"You do."

Yun Shi Yu suddenly lifted her face, tear-streaked.

"What is it?"

Xiao Ming smiled as he filled her glass with beer, "Stop racing. Not only is it dangerous, it’s also embarrassing.

Imagine, if one day you achieved a success that garnered the attention of thousands, standing in a position where even the entire Yun family had to look up to you, who could then control, or even dare to control your life and freedom?"