Ten years ago, in southeastern France.
Six-year-old Yu Lue was learning to race go-karts, dreaming of becoming an F1 driver when he grew up.
Then he suddenly found out that his family was in financial trouble, his parents had divorced, and he was about to be sent back to China.
That day, he climbed the hill in a state of worry and gazed out over all of Monaco,
thinking he might never come back in his life.
Then he turned and found a child beside him.
The child had just climbed the hill, his cheeks red with exhaustion.
They hadn't been talking long before the child asked, "How much does it cost to learn to drive?"
Yu Lue said, "A few hundred million."
The child sucked on a lollipop, his hair a windblown mess. "I'll pay for you. Will you be my wife?"
Yu Lue thought for ten seconds: As long as he could race, he'd do anything!
But he was still curious. "Why do you want someone you just met to be your wife?"
Unexpectedly, the child burst into tears. "My mom says no one like me will ever find a wife. I can only buy one with money."
Even more unexpectedly, the child threw a few hundred million at him, then moved away not long afterward.
Ten years later, Yu Lue won the F2 championship and became one of the sport's most talked-about rookies.
But his team tactfully informed him that they would choose someone else as their full-time driver for the new season, simply because that person could bring in more sponsorships.
Just as Yu Lue reached an impasse, a mysterious, massive sponsorship deal came through.
Monte Carlo, before the race.
Yu Lue suddenly spotted a private yacht moored along the coast. The aloof beauty standing on the foredeck looked familiar.
That night, at the yacht party,
the beauty coldly glanced at the crowd of women around Yu Lue, then remembered the countless reports of his love life and how one rumored girlfriend after another had come and gone.
The beauty said just one thing: "Pay me back."
F1 driver top x sponsor boss bottom
A severe case of road rage, mania, rabies, and a life lived at full throttle top & a bottom who cried at the slightest touch as a child and gets angry at the slightest provocation as an adult
The rumored girlfriends aren't real.
Childhood friends. The richer one is the bottom.
Blurb screenshot dated March 5, 2023
Theme: We're screwed, Team Ferrari
