The two directly headed to the racing car Lisa intended to modify.

The car she wanted to modify was a fiery red one. The robots were currently testing the performance of the racing car on her behalf.

Lisa went to have breakfast while Jungkook stood by the car.

When she finished her breakfast, she went over, feeling proud, and asked Jungkook, "My car is beautiful, isn't it?"

Jungkook hummed in response and turned to her. His expression was still of disapproval. "You really intend to compete with Ouyang Ming?"

"That's right." Lisa looked back at him confidently. "Do you think I can't beat him?"

Jungkook reminded her. "It's international racers competing against you."

Lisa shrugged her shoulders. "No matter who it is, it makes no difference to me."

She then glanced at the elegant suit Jungkook wore, extended a finger, and poked him. "Jungkook, are you sure you are going to modify the car together with me in your current clothes?"

Jungkook eyed her naughty finger and pursed his lips.

Lisa wanted to continue at the sight of his expression. However, before her fingers could reach out, he had walked over to one side.

While he walked, he took off his jacket, folded it, and placed it neatly on a stool.1

Only then did he say, "Aren't we modifying cars? What do you need me for?"

Lisa motioned for a robot to bring the toolbox over and said, "I need your help to pass me the tools shortly. There are some parts where I will require your help to install them."

"Ok."

Due to the previous cooperation, they had a better rapport this time.

When Lisa modified the cars, she would unconsciously exude a charming, confident aura.

Jungkook would occasionally glance at her. During those moments, he could not help but sigh.

If she remained like this, his teacher's family would not be disappointed with her anymore.

The morning passed by very quickly.

When Lisa announced the completion of the modification, she asked Jungkook, "I'm heading out to try the car. Do you want to join me?"

Jungkook had not answered when Lisa immediately dismissed the suggestion on his behalf.

"Wait, you are definitely unable to withstand the speed of the car. I better test it by myself instead."

After that, she opened the door and got in.

Jungkook saw her chic movements as she got in. He lifted his long legs, walked around the front hood, and opened the door.

Lisa turned around, looked at him and warned him. "You've never experienced such fast speeds and you might not be able to withstand it later."

Jungkook took the helmet and asked calmly. "Is it faster than an airplane?"

"More or less."

Lisa felt that the extreme speed would cause ordinary racers trauma and out of humanitarian morality, she had only increased the speed slightly.

Jungkook did not speak further. He wore the helmet, and his intentions were obvious.

Her lips curled up when she saw he remained unmoved. Out of kindness, she repeated herself. "Sit tight. You must say it out loud if you are unable to withstand it."

Following this, she wore the helmet and stepped on the accelerator.

The car instantly sped out.

The place of her residence was rather remote. One could directly get on the highway after driving a few kilometers from her courtyard.

The fiery red racing car traveled at high speeds on the highway. The cars passing by could only catch a glimpse of a red streak. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing left in their view.

"Oh god, did a racing car pass by earlier?"

"I doubt it? No matter how fast a racing car is, it can't possibly disappear in the blink of an eye."

"Could I have seen it wrongly?"

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The surrounding scenery was like a mirage that disappeared in a flash.

Jungkook never knew that racing cars could achieve such speed.

That extremely strong pressure pressed on his chest, similar to the feeling of his heart being crushed in the next second. It was supposed to be a very frightening experience, but it allowed him to empty his mind and forget everything.

Jungkook felt that such sensations were pretty good.

When the car drove back to the garage, Lisa took off her helmet and glanced at Jungkook sitting beside her.

Jungkook remained seated without moving.

Lisa was a little worried. She nudged his arm and asked, "Lu Jungkook, are you alright?"

Could it be that he was shocked into stupidity?

She suddenly regretted allowing him to sit in the car.

It seemed like people on Earth were unaccustomed to such speeds.

Just as she was thinking of calling for an ambulance, Jungkook took off his helmet.

His expression was calm.

"You..."

"You previously visited the racing R&D center and shared some methods with Engineer Tang and the rest to refine their materials. Did it include the aspect of acceleration?"

Lisa looked at him with bright eyes. "So, your delayed response of taking off the helmet was because you were thinking about this?"

"Yes."

"..."

"What's wrong?"

Lisa stared at his face. She realized that there were no symptoms, and neither was his complexion pale from fright. All of a sudden, she felt a slight regret.

Once again, she did not manage to see his expression changing greatly.

After they alighted, they headed for the backyard's living room.

Jungkook asked a serious question when he sat down, "Who are you?"

Lisa's phoenix eyes raised when she heard his question. "Haven't you asked the same question previously? I'm Zi Lisa. The genuine one.

After that, she shifted near him and sat down. With the attitude of a playboy, she lifted his jaw and closed their distance. When they could feel each other's breath, she spoke. "Do you want me to prove myself?"

The next second, her hand was grabbed and shifted away before he released her.

"Sit down."

His slightly deep voice carried traces of severity. If one listened carefully, it sounded somewhat helpless too.

"As a female, even if you are unable to be dignified and virtuous, you should know that you are not allowed to casually tease a man. Otherwise, you won't be able to imagine the consequences."

Lisa looked at him. After some time passed, she suddenly said, "Mr. Busybody."

Jungkook's taut face finally had a crack. His hands on his knees had twitched, as he very much wanted to do something to the young lady sitting next to him.

Lisa gave him a look as if saying: "What can you possibly do to me?" and looked at him with her chin slightly raised.

In the end, Jungkook seemed to be helpless against her. "Since you have to prepare for the competition, I know a good driving range. Head there to practice these few days."

Lisa's smile blossomed like a flower at his words.

"Sounds good."

For the following few days, Lisa did not head elsewhere. She was either modifying her racing cars or practicing at the driving range that Jungkook told her about.

Qin Yuqiao never looked for her again.

Soon, it was the day before the competition. Manager Chang called Lisa to have her collect the competition participation identification.

When Lisa arrived at Lightning Flash racing club, several racers and all the cheerleaders were present.

Chang Teng was currently talking with them while Ouyang Ming sat on the chair beside him. He was playing on his phone with his legs crossed. His long hair was left untied, which made him look particularly wild.

The receptionist opened the door for Lisa. "Miss Zi, please enter."

When Lisa walked in, everyone's line of sight shifted to her.

With the exception of Chang Teng, all their expressions changed in seconds as the atmosphere turned chilly.