Chapter 104: Encourage Me

Feng Miwan quickly shed her clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and sat across from Xiong Yibai. The warm water enveloped her, washing away the fatigue from training.

After scattering the rose petals from the paper bag onto the water’s surface, she remembered the important matter.

“By the way, did my brother give you the ticket for the VIP box at Rong City Station?”

Xiong Yibai nodded. “He did. It arrived yesterday.”

“That’s great! That spot has the perfect view, and it’s the largest box. I specifically asked my brother to reserve it.”

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Feng Yuxiao opened his contacts and sent the electronic VIP box tickets one by one to his relatives and friends.

Finally, he tapped on the interfaces for “Father Emperor” and “Mother Empress,” sent the tickets over, and added a few extra messages.

Once done, he leaned back in his chair, pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge, and revealed a smile mixed with scheming and satisfaction.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, the day arrived to set off for Rongcheng.

The racing team needed to arrive early for vehicle tuning, track adaptation, and media handling, so the main group had departed ahead of time.

Xiong Yibai, due to her hospital schedule, set off three days later.

In those few days, in Rongcheng, Feng Miwan and the team went through media interviews, official photoshoots, and free practice sessions.

The night before the main race, Xiong Yibai’s flight finally landed in Rongcheng.

She dragged her suitcase straight to the hotel where the team was staying.

When she knocked on Feng Miwan’s door, it was already quite late.

The door opened immediately.

Feng Miwan had just finished showering not long ago and was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, her hair still half-dry.

She pulled the person inside and took the suitcase from her hand.

“You’re finally here!”

No sooner had she spoken than she stepped forward and hugged Xiong Yibai.

“Yibai, I missed you so much. You have no idea how I’ve been these past three days! I couldn’t eat or sleep well!”

Xiong Yibai, enveloped in her embrace, listened to her exaggerated complaints and couldn’t help but laugh. She raised her hand to hug her back.

“Alright, I’m here now, aren’t I?”

“Am I the last to arrive?”

“Yeah,” Feng Miwan loosened her hold a bit but still kept her arms around her waist.

“Shu Tong and Queyue arrived during the day.”

“Good.” Xiong Yibai gestured to her travel-worn appearance. “Then I’ll go wash up first.”

“Mm, go ahead!”

Feng Miwan let her go and pushed the suitcase into the corner.

When Xiong Yibai emerged from the bath, Feng Miwan had already dimmed the main lights, leaving only a floor lamp by the sofa. A lighthearted variety show played on the TV at low volume.

The two sat side by side on the sofa. Xiong Yibai dried the ends of her hair with a towel and turned to look at Feng Miwan.

“It’s the season finale. Feeling nervous?”

Feng Miwan sat cross-legged, thought for a moment, and replied,

“It’s okay. I feel like… I’ve gotten used to this pre-race rhythm. And,”

She turned her head,

“Knowing you’ll be up there watching me makes me feel especially secure. I can relax a lot more.”

The corners of Xiong Yibai’s lips curved into a gentle arc.

“Mm, I’ll be watching you.”

“But you have to remember, don’t push yourself too hard. Prioritize your safety first.”

“Okay~”

Feng Miwan leaned over playfully, climbed onto Xiong Yibai, straddled her lap, wrapped her arms around her neck, and nuzzled against her neck and cheeks.

After nuzzling for a while, she pulled back slightly and looked at Xiong Yibai.

“Yibai, can you encourage me a little?”

Xiong Yibai’s tone was gentle. “Good luck, you’re the best.”

Feng Miwan expressed dissatisfaction.

“Not that kind of generic encouragement. Too ordinary. I want… effective encouragement!”

Xiong Yibai raised an eyebrow. “What counts as effective?”

Feng Miwan leaned close to her ear.

“Take. Off. Your. Clothes.”

Xiong Yibai understood her meaning and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

“No way. You have the main race tomorrow. You need to conserve your energy and rest well.”

Feng Miwan argued back. “It’s fine!”

“Last time we did it in the morning… when I went to training in the afternoon, I felt refreshed and in peak condition! This really is effective encouragement!”

The amusement deepened in Xiong Yibai’s eyes, and in the end, she couldn’t resist her.

“Alright.”

The following moments were filled with entanglement and tenderness.

The two rolled from the sofa to the bed and didn’t fall into a deep sleep until late into the night.

The next morning, Feng Miwan woke up on time. She turned her head to look at Xiong Yibai beside her and saw that the other woman looked exhausted, buried deep in the pillow with steady, long breaths—she was clearly too tired to wake.

Feng Miwan leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead.

She decided to let Xiong Yibai sleep a bit longer and head to the track for preparations herself. There were still nearly three hours until the race officially started anyway.

She got out of bed quietly, washed up, changed clothes, then sent Xiong Yibai a message:

“Waiting for you at the track. Love you!”

Then she slipped out of the room.

A little while later, in another hotel room.

Ren Queyue had already packed up. She looked at Zhao Shutong, who was still sound asleep beside her, and couldn’t bear to wake her.

She smiled helplessly and decided to go watch the race first, then call Zhao Shutong before the award ceremony.

At the VIP entrance to the track.

Ren Queyue showed her electronic ticket. After the staff verified it, a guide approached.

“Miss Ren, hello. This way, please. I’ll take you to the VIP box.”

The guide led her through a dedicated passageway to the door of a box with an excellent view, equipped with comfortable sofas and real-time broadcast screens.

Ren Queyue pushed the door open, thinking she was the first to arrive, only to find two people already seated inside.

She took a closer look and was slightly stunned—it was Xiong Daichuan and Shen Yong.

Xiong Daichuan saw her first and stood up with a smile, greeting her warmly. “Queyue, you’re here too!”

Shen Yong also smiled and nodded at her.

Ren Queyue quickly composed herself and responded politely.

“Uncle Xiong, Aunt Shen, hello. I’m here to watch Miwan’s race too.”

Xiong Daichuan enthusiastically invited her to sit and explained,

“Yeah, Manager Feng—that’s Miwan’s brother—said this is her last race of the year, and it’ll decide the overall championship.

“We don’t know much about racing, but it sounds crucial.

“He sent us tickets too, and since it was the weekend, we took an early flight and just arrived not long ago.”

Shen Yong glanced behind Ren Queyue.

“Where’s Xiaobai? Didn’t she come with you?”

Ren Queyue thought for a moment. “Ah, Yibai… she should be with Miwan at the team area preparing.

“I came with another friend of Miwan’s. She… um, had something come up and might arrive a bit late.”

Xiong Daichuan nodded in understanding.

“I see. Well, let’s chat while we wait then. The race hasn’t started yet anyway, and they should all arrive on time.”