TMH:RID.

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Huo Ningxin became speechless, and she felt even more sorry for her.

"Ask Nanli to give you some money. He has so much money that he doesn't have know how to spend," Huo Ningxin said. After that, she turned to Li Nanli and asked, "How are you feeling now."

She was talking about the assassination the other days. Although it had caused quite a big commotion, nobody dared to inform her until Li Nanli had recovered.

"I'm feeling pretty good now," Li Nanli replied as he played with Fu Zhi's finger.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"I guess no more."

"Well, I'm hanging up, then. I have to entertain my girlfriend now."

Huo Ningxin became speechless.

'I'm your mother, you ungrateful son! How can you not want to talk to your mother? What is the thing that causes our mother and son relationship on the verge of breaking?'

Huo Ningxin looked at Li Nanli expressionlessly and said, "Can't you talk to me for a little longer? I haven't seen myself laughing so much in a long time."

Fu Zhi and Li Nanli did not know what to say.

'Then who's the one who has to do a gastroscopy for laughing too much at a comedy show?'

"Listen, mom. I'm bonding with your daughter-in-law right now, so we don't have to bond anymore and I can marry her directly and have a baby after she graduates from her school."

Huo Ningxin fell into silence.

'Well... You've got me there.'

She snapped herself out of her thought and replied, "Then, what are you still waiting for? I would be dead by the time you have a baby judging from your speed. Hurry up and do what you've to do!"

After that, she hung up the call, and silence once again returned to the car.

Li Nanli broke into a gentle chuckle as he stuck his hand into his shirt pocket, his fingers rummaged for a cigarette.

He was forbidden from smoking when he was serving in the military and he only got addicted to smoking after he took over the Li Corporation.

He lit the cigarette up, and a faint smell of tobacco filled the car.

Fu Zhi glanced at him and he was stunned. He thought for a moment and stubbed out the cigarette.

Fu Zhi had a hunch that Li Nanli was not in a good mood right now. However, she did not have the time to ask him as she could see Zheng Qu behind them through the rear mirror.

She took a piece of milk candy out of her pocket. Then, she grabbed Li Nanli's hand and put the candy on his palm. "This is for you."

The atmosphere inside Fu Zhi and Li Nanli's car was intimate, but it was a whole different world for Zheng Qu and his group.

"Hurry! Hurry!" Zheng Qu shouted. He was behind Zhuang Mo, and both of them had been staying on the line ever since the match started. "D*mn it! We're so close!"

Zhuang Mo said, "He drives like the driver I met the other day."

Zhuang Mo was nearly pushed off the cliff by that driver that day. He did not say it out, but it did not mean that it did not leave him with psychological trauma.

For a professional racer like him, it was considered taboo to have fear of his opponent. After all, once the seed of fear began to sprout in his heart, he would not be able to make any breakthrough in his career anymore.