The gigolo kept by the matriarch turned out to be the heir to a wealthy family.

Chapter 168 Madam is missing

Everyone looked toward the source of the childish voice, which turned out to be a little boy who looked to be just over ten years old.

"Hey, where did this little brat come from! Has he even been weaned yet, and he dares to make such a fuss here!" The disdain in the crowd was quite obvious.

Yun Zichen's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his handsome brows were furrowed.

"I'll bet on number twelve." He didn't hesitate at all, his determination was unwavering.

"Sure, how much money are you planning to bet? A hundred yuan of your pocket money?"

"Hahaha! Go home now!" Everyone burst into laughter.

Yun Zichen had been pampered by the Su family since he was a child. When had he ever had to suffer such grievances? His little face turned red, and his little hands, hanging by his sides, tightly gripped the hem of his clothes.

"I said, five million!" he said, pulling out a card from his pocket.

Seeing Yun Zichen's serious expression, no one dared to say anything more. If this kid really had five million, then he must be some young master who had run away from home, and they certainly didn't want to offend him.

Anyway, he bet on number 12 to win, so it doesn't really affect their interests.

However, Yun Zichen's determination was noticed by another person. Before getting on the bus, Number Twelve gave Yun Zichen a meaningful look.

Yun Zichen felt the gaze upon him, smiled slightly, and whispered the word "Go for it!"

Yun Yao took in the whole scene and couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.

It has to be said that Yun Zichen, that brat, has a good eye. This number twelve has much more potential than that big and burly number three, especially his indomitable spirit, which is truly refreshing.

As the car sped off, two race cars burst into the air, kicking up a few snowflakes, and disappeared from sight in no time.

The drone followed the team all the way, transmitting real-time footage of the match. As everyone watched the intense back-and-forth competition, their expressions darkened.

It wasn't that car number 12 was chasing the pro; rather, the car marked number 3 was being completely suppressed by car number 12 and had no chance to overtake.

"How is this possible! Number three is a professional racing champion!"

“What’s possible?” Yun Zichen muttered softly.

Having learned from his previous experience, Yun Zichen has summarized a very important theory: never underestimate an unassuming person, for they may very well be the next Zero God.

Yun Zichen's eyes darkened slightly as he thought of the person who had promised to help him win back the favor.

Why did such an excellent and fearless racer disappear after only participating in that one race? Judging from his confident and triumphant demeanor, he shouldn't have disappeared like this. He should have been invincible to the world to live up to the title of "Zero God"!

Thinking of this, Yun Zichen couldn't help but feel disappointed for a moment.

If Zero God really had his sights set on racing, why would he disappear after only one race?

What a pity! If he had participated in the international league in ten days, China would definitely have won!

Yun Zichen didn't come to his senses until race car number 12 crossed the finish line.

Looking at the race car that was far ahead, Yun Zichen was instantly excited and shouted a slogan unlike the others.

"Number twelve! Number twelve!" he shouted, and rushed over.

"Hey, you brat!" Yun Yao shouted, her voice slightly suppressed.

Yun Zichen was too excited to hear anyone calling him and rushed straight towards number twelve.

Unlike professional races, amateur races are not as formal and the safety measures are not as good. The spectators and the racecourse are almost in the same area, and car number three is also rushing over recklessly in the distance.

"Excuse me!" Yun Yao pushed her way through the crowd.

"Yun Zichen!"

"Hey, that kid!" the crowd exclaimed.

Yun Zichen had been watching cars for many years, and he had never won a single bet. Now that he had finally won, he was incredibly excited and couldn't help but rush over here.

When he heard people calling him, he turned his head and saw out of the corner of his eye that car number three was rushing towards him.

The child had never seen anything like this before. He was so terrified that he didn't dare to move and could only stand there, feeling the approach of death.

In his fear and despair, he saw a black figure rushing towards him without any hesitation.

His limbs were stiff when he was suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace.

Then, a loud crash sounded behind him. He turned around in a daze and saw that car number three had crashed steadily into the rear of car number twelve, with the front of the car completely wrecked.

Yun Yao felt his small body trembling and gently patted his back.

"Okay, it's okay."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Yun Zichen stepped away from Yun Yao's shoulder. Looking into those eyes that could hold the stars and the sea, his nose stung, and he burst into tears.

"Alright, a man doesn't cry easily. What are you crying for? It's so ugly," Yun Yao said with obvious disgust.

Yun Zichen had barely recovered and was still not calm when he heard an angry voice behind them.

"Are you blind? Do you want to die?" Number Three got out of the car, his eyes wide with anger.

Yun Yao blocked Yun Zichen behind her, her face darkening.

Just as they were about to step forward, someone was faster than them.

Number Twelve, wearing a helmet, stood in front of Yun Yao, appearing exceptionally tall and imposing.

“Intentional car crash, I want to ask, what do you mean by this?” Number Twelve looked at Number Three, his tone slightly somber.

"The road is too slippery, I can't stop, do you have a problem with that?" Number Three took off his helmet and pressed it against Number Twelve's chest, his provocation was very obvious.

……

Yonsei International.

"Third brother, something terrible has happened! That brat Zichen has run away again! The bodyguards have lost him!" Su Lan pushed the door open and rushed in, her voice urgent.

Su Yuchen, who was working, put down the documents in his hand and stood up.

"Big sister, don't worry, I'll go find it."

Just as Su Yuchen was about to leave, he suddenly received a call from Chen Dong.

"Master, the lady has disappeared."

Yun Yao has also disappeared?

After hanging up the phone, Su Yuchen looked at Su Lan, who looked anxious.

Where did Yun Zichen disappear to?

"The bodyguards said it went missing on the street downstairs from W International!"

W International? Yun Yao's territory?

"Okay, I understand." With that, he hurriedly left.

Yun Zichen has disappeared more than once or twice. With a face that looks exactly like his own, no one would dare to kidnap him on the street. There is only one possibility: he ran away on his own.

The only thing that could make him go so far as to disappear repeatedly is racing.

What about Yun Yao? She's no different from an ordinary person now, and I don't even want to think about what might happen to her.

Su Yuchen called Yun Yao as he walked.

The call was answered quickly, but it was very noisy on the other end; you could even hear men arguing.

"What's wrong?" Yun Yao asked without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Where are you?"

"I'm at the company!" Yun Yao hadn't yet sensed any danger.

"Yun Yao, you and Yun Zichen are together." Su Yuchen said with absolute certainty.

Yun Yao: “…”

Question: What should I do if someone is too smart? I need an answer urgently.

"Yes, I suddenly ran into him while I was shopping, and now I'm having dinner with him!" Yun Yao still hasn't betrayed Yun Zichen.

Su Yuchen didn't want to expose her, so he paused for a second and then spoke directly.

"Neither of you are allowed to go anywhere. Stay where you are and wait for me."

Yun Yao said "oh" and hung up the phone. She glanced at her phone and shook her head.

baffling.

Are we just supposed to listen to whatever you say? Speechless...