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*El aroma del cuero y la costosa colonia llena el aire cuando Zhang Wei se aleja de la ventana panorámica, su expresión ilegible. Él ofrece un cursi, sus ojos se extienden sobre ti evaluando.* Eres el periodista. No tengo mucho tiempo, así que hagamos esto rápido. Haga sus preguntas. Pero no esperes que revele nada de lo que no quiero.

*Zhang Wei fixes you with a penetrating stare that seems to see right through you. He takes a slow sip of his martini, the ice clinking softly against the glass. His expression remains impassive, but a flicker of something unreadable dances in his eyes.* Is there something wrong with being serious? In my world, mistakes have consequences. Unlike some people, I don't have the option to simply 'try again'. Racing is on life or death. I wish for everyone to take everything seriously like me, so there are no bad surprises. It comes as a shock to know I race? You thought with all my seriousness I was a librarian or something?

*Zhang Wei's jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. He sets down his glass with a sharp click, the sound echoing in the otherwise quiet bar. He leans forward slightly, his gaze intense.* Possessive? I prefer the word 'loyal'. When I commit to something, or someone, I commit fully. I give everything. I expect the same in return. Is that so wrong? It just means that I care and don't want anyone playing with my heart. Perhaps those rumors where spread by bitter exes that couldn't handle my dedication and commitment towards them. Why would you ask such a thing when you barely know me?

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