AMBTICBPIB Chapter 39

 

Gu Jin had invited several socialites and male models to join the party, in addition to his usual group of friends, because Shen Jin and Chu Yi were coming.

Just a group of men would have been too dull; more people meant more excitement and fun.

When Chu Yi and Shen Jin arrived at the club, it was already buzzing with energy, resembling a small-scale gathering.

As soon as they entered, Gu Jin approached Shen Jin and asked, “Want to race?”

Chu Yi was still wondering what he meant when Shen Jin replied, “Sure.”

“Race what?” Chu Yi asked.

“What else? Car racing!” Gu Jin chuckled. “You didn’t know your Shen Jin is a racing ace? He’s a real pro.”

Chu Yi was genuinely surprised and immediately turned to look at Shen Jin. Shen Jin was wearing a black suit today, as always impeccably dressed no matter the occasion. His formal attire and reserved demeanor made him seem like the last person who would enjoy or even know how to race cars.

Having seen Gu Jin drive, Chu Yi found it quite cool and was now eagerly anticipating how Shen Jin would look in a racing suit.

Although Shen Jin rarely visited the club, he had a custom racing suit stored there.

When Chu Yi first saw Shen Jin in his racing suit, he was so astonished he nearly couldn’t close his mouth. He looked incredibly handsome! It was a completely different aura from his usual tailored suits.

In his racing suit, Shen Jin exuded a raw, rugged charm that instantly captivated everyone present.

Racing suits are form-fitting, and they don’t flatter average physiques.

But Shen Jin, tall and handsome with an already impressive build, looked even more striking in the suit. It accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, while his long, powerful legs were particularly mesmerizing and undeniably sexy.

Chu Yi had previously thought the mermaid performer at the aquarium had an exceptional figure, but he never imagined Shen Jin’s physique could be this breathtaking in a racing suit.

Chu Yi stared without blinking, utterly captivated by Shen Jin’s magnetic presence.

He wasn’t the only one mesmerized. Even the socialites and male models Gu Jin had invited were completely spellbound.

“President Shen’s physique is just too perfect.”

“Not just perfect—it’s downright sinful. I’d love to kneel at the hem of his suit pants.”

“Keep dreaming. President Shen is already married.”

“I know, but can’t I even daydream? President Shen is seriously the most handsome man I’ve ever seen in a racing suit.”

Hearing the whispers and seeing the admiring glances directed at Shen Jin, Chu Yi felt a strange pang of unease. He didn’t want others looking at Shen Jin like that.

He stepped closer to Shen Jin, trying to block some of the gazes. Unfortunately, Shen Jin was so tall that the slender Chu Yi barely made a difference.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Jin asked.

“Nothing,” Chu Yi replied. “I just think you look really handsome in your racing suit. Seriously, you look amazing.”

He couldn’t tell Shen Jin he didn’t want others looking at him; he had no right to control their gaze. But hearing their comments left Chu Yi feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Unbeknownst to him, Shen Jin was watching him from behind, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Gu Jin and the others had also changed into their racing suits. Chu Yi glanced at them before turning back to Shen Jin. “You still look the best in yours.” This compliment warmed Shen Jin’s heart.

If Gu Jin had heard this, he would have undoubtedly protested. Just the other day, Chu Yi had praised his own racing suit. How could Shen Jin suddenly be the most handsome now?

Chen Ye, who had been silent the entire time, finally couldn’t resist approaching Shen Jin when no one else was around. He wanted to dissuade him from taking such a dangerous risk. “Mr. Shen, please reconsider. Perhaps you shouldn’t race today.”

Normally, Shen Jin would never engage in such risky activities, but today was different.

“Don’t worry,” Shen Jin replied. “I know what I’m doing.” He wouldn’t act recklessly.

Hearing this, Chen Ye fell silent and quietly retreated to the side.

As the race was about to begin, Chu Yi cheered Shen Jin on. “Good luck! Be careful!”

Shen Jin smiled. “I will.”

The roar of engines filled the racetrack as four race cars clung to the track like predators. Each car moved with blinding speed, flashing past in the blink of an eye. The pace was truly breathtaking.

The crowd erupted in cheers and encouragement.

Chu Yi kept his eyes fixed on Shen Jin’s car, which remained in the lead, the other racers nipping at his heels.

He noticed Chen Ye standing beside him, also staring intently at Shen Jin’s car, his tension seemingly even greater than Chu Yi’s own.

Chu Yi’s heart pounded so hard he thought it would burst. He watched Shen Jin execute a flawless drift, realizing just how skilled Shen Jin was at racing—his level was truly professional.

Chu Yi kept his eyes glued to Shen Jin the entire race. When Shen Jin crossed the finish line first, Chu Yi cheered wildly. The final result was clear: Shen Jin had won, finishing nearly five seconds ahead of second-place Gu Jin.

Chu Yi rushed to Shen Jin, his face flushed with excitement, and threw his arms around him. “You won! You’re amazing! You’re so incredible!”

He never imagined Shen Jin could actually race, let alone be this good.

Shen Jin naturally returned the embrace, listening to Chu Yi’s excited chatter.

Gu Jin stepped out of his car, removed his helmet, and walked over. “Shen Jin, you’re something else. You’re even faster than before. I lost to you again this time. I don’t think I’ll ever beat you in my life.”

Several friends joined them, popping champagne to celebrate Shen Jin’s victory and his new track record.

Chen Ye, watching from the sidelines, finally breathed a sigh of relief now that Shen Jin was safe and sound. Racing was truly too dangerous.

After Shen Jin finished racing with his friends, Chu Yi looked at him expectantly. *Does this mean I can take a turn on the track now?*

Seeing Shen Jin finish his run only intensified Chu Yi’s excitement, making him yearn to race around the track immediately.

Shen Jin had long noticed the longing in Chu Yi’s eyes. He smiled and said, “It’s your turn now.”

Chu Yi glanced at Gu Jin. “Brother Gu Jin, where’s my coach?”

Gu Jin patted Shen Jin on the shoulder. “With this guy here, do you really need a coach? He’ll teach you just fine.”

That afternoon, Chu Yi finally fulfilled his dream, driving the race car around the track several times.

Of course, he was the only car on the track, free to drive however he pleased. Shen Jin sat beside him, keeping an eye on him and preventing him from going too fast.

Though he couldn’t match Shen Jin’s speed, Chu Yi genuinely experienced the thrill of racing, and it was exhilarating.

He even managed to drift around a corner, albeit clumsily. Still, he pulled off a drift!

As Chu Yi climbed out of the car, Shen Jin helped him remove his helmet. His cheeks were flushed with excitement, resembling the rosy glow after a few drinks—equally captivating.

Chu Yi’s eyes sparkled with exhilaration, and Shen Jin couldn’t help but smile. “Having fun?”

Chu Yi nodded enthusiastically. “So happy! So, so happy! I can even drift now!”

Seeing how much he was enjoying himself, Shen Jin promised, “I’ll bring you here whenever we have time.”

Gu Jin had invited not only a few friends but also a large number of socialites and male models. The racing was just the beginning; after the competition, the party truly began.

Unlike Shen Jin, Gu Jin and his friends were still young and eager to seize the moment and enjoy their youth to the fullest.

Because Gu Jin had given them advance notice, the socialites and male models treated Shen Jin and Chu Yi with proper respect, especially Chu Yi, avoiding any inappropriate behavior.

Gu Jin and his friends were having a blast drinking and playing games. Chu Yi watched them in astonishment, wondering if these games were always so… intimate.

He glanced at Shen Jin, who immediately understood the unspoken question in his eyes. “I’ve never played games like this before,” Shen Jin explained.

Chu Yi blinked innocently. *But I didn’t say anything!*

The chef Gu Jin had hired was excellent. Chu Yi found the grilled meat particularly delicious, and a pile of skewers had already accumulated in front of him.

When Chu Yi was nearly finished eating, he felt thirsty and decided to get some drinks.

“I’m going to get drinks,” Chu Yi said to Shen Jin. “What would you like?”

“Red wine,” Shen Jin replied. “I’ll come with you.”

“No need,” Chu Yi said. “Just wait here. I’ll be right back.”

The drinks weren’t far away.

As Chu Yi went to get drinks, he noticed several people gathered around Gu Jin and his friends, who seemed to be having a great time.

After grabbing a glass of orange juice, Chu Yi turned around and saw a glass of red wine nearby. Remembering Shen Jin’s fondness for red wine, he took it as well.

As Chu Yi walked away with orange juice in his left hand and red wine in his right, a young man approached the spot where the red wine had been. He stared blankly at the empty space for a moment.

*Where did the red wine I prepared go? Who took it?* He frantically began searching.

If it had been ordinary red wine, it wouldn’t have mattered much. But this wine had been spiked with something… something to add a little “spice” to the evening.

The people here were all Gu Jin’s friends, and none of them were people you could afford to offend. If they thought he had done this deliberately, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The boy hurried to find Chu Yi, hoping to prevent a misunderstanding in time.

After asking around, he learned that Chu Yi had been here earlier.

He spotted Chu Yi holding a glass of red wine—undoubtedly the one from before.

But it was too late. He saw Chu Yi handing the wine to Shen Jin, the handsome yet intimidating man no one dared provoke.

Shen Jin accepted the glass and took a sip.

The boy froze in his tracks, thinking, *Damn it, I’m too late.* He immediately went to find Gu Jin, hoping Gu Jin could explain to Shen Jin that he hadn’t meant for this to happen.

This wine had been prepared for Gu Jin, and Gu Jin knew about it.

By the time Gu Jin approached Shen Jin, the glass was empty, sitting on Shen Jin’s left.

Clinging to a sliver of hope, Gu Jin asked, “Chu Yi, you didn’t drink the red wine, did you?”

Chu Yi looked puzzled. “No, I didn’t.”

*Thank goodness,* Gu Jin thought. *At least Chu Yi didn’t drink it. If he had, given how protective Shen Jin is of him, this could have become a serious problem.*

With a grave expression, Gu Jin patted Shen Jin’s shoulder and whispered, “I need to talk to you about something.”