To Win Or to Save Her?

An Xiaxia was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

Kang Jian just happened to emerge from some corner and wrapped his arm around her neck, yelling, "Xiaxia Wifey! I'll get a golden medal for you!"

"Worthless Kang! Stop calling me your wife!" An Xiaxia struggled with all her might.

Kang Jian chuckled and looked up in passing, only two find two pairs of death beams locked onto him.

Kang Jian released his arm despite himself and An Xiaxia took the opportunity to stay as far away from him as she could.

She then darted a look at Sheng Yize and chewed her lip. "Sheng Yize! Good luck!"

Sheng Yize looked slightly happier now and the tiniest smile showed on his face. He replied with a quiet "hm" before heading toward the racetrack, leaving An Xiaxia behind to follow his tall figure and wide shoulders with her eyes.