Chapter 1504 - 550: Fishing Master: Qin Muqiu

Chapter 1504: Chapter 550: Fishing Master: Qin Muqiu

Sunday, the next day, the race day.

Considering that Qimeng had brought Muqiu along and there’s a race today, Qin Miao didn’t leave the child at the hotel but took her to the racetrack.

However, the noise during the race at the racetrack is quite loud, whether it’s the engines or other equipment sounds, it’s a bit too much for a baby.

So when heading to the racetrack, Qin Miao stuffed two small pieces of cotton into Muqiu’s ears and also brought along some noise-canceling headphones that cover her whole face.

Just double protection.

Moreover, Qin Miao was only planning to introduce Muqiu to his group of friends there (absolutely not showing off), so before the race begins, Qimeng would take the child away.

Morning.

Just as the drivers were permitted to enter, the photographers captured Qin Miao entering the racetrack with his wife and a curious baby in his hands.

Soon enough, many roadside photographers used their cameras to record this scene.

And the photos at that moment weren’t focusing on Qin Miao but rather on Muqiu.

After entering the racetrack, Qin Miao first took his daughter to have breakfast at the Mercedes team’s house.

Then Qin Miao found himself surrounded by female employees of the Mercedes team.

Upon seeing Muqiu, they acted as if they had encountered something that really tugged at their heartstrings, starting to use screechy voices and various strange expressions to amuse the child.

Yet clearly, Muqiu wasn’t interested in these women, and after being dumbfounded for a moment, she began to cry.

It was Qin Miao who finally rescued her from those women’s clutches.

Luckily, Qin Miao’s colleagues knew their limits. They just played with her without leaving any lipstick marks on Muqiu’s tender face.

Having finished breakfast, Qin Miao took his daughter out of the Mercedes team’s house, meanwhile whispering to her, "Next up, darling daughter, it’s your time to shine for your old dad!"

Since Mercedes secured second place in the constructors’ championship last season and Ferrari was third, Ferrari’s pit house has been beside Mercedes all year in 2023.

With a couple of steps, Qin Miao arrived at Ferrari’s team house.

Given Qin Miao’s background with Ferrari and the fact he is becoming a Ferrari driver in the next season, nobody from Ferrari stopped him when he entered their team house.

Qin Miao soon reached Leclerc’s lounge.

At that moment, Leclerc was sitting in his lounge, checking the weather forecast and predictions for the track temperature and wind direction during the race.

Suddenly, Leclerc felt someone grabbing his hair and pulling it upward. Though the person didn’t use much force, it still hurt a bit.

Having one’s hair grabbed can be either minor or significant in daily life.

Yet most often, it’s a minor matter.

After all, most guys generally don’t care much about their hairstyles.

However, F1 drivers clearly aren’t in that majority; they need to maintain their image as public figures.

This is not just for themselves but also for the team’s image among the fans.

So feeling someone pulling at his hair, Leclerc prepared to get up and scold whoever was being so disrespectful.

Then, upon turning around, Leclerc saw a chubby little pink face, its owner holding his hair and gently tugging with a faint smile.

Being newborn, Muqiu couldn’t exert much force while pulling Leclerc’s hair, so he merely felt a slight sting.

Moreover, upon seeing this little one, Leclerc’s irritation subsided.

"Whose little cutie is this? Let godfather hold her." Leclerc’s voice grew much tenderer upon seeing Muqiu, ignoring the hand tugging at his hair.

Seeing this, Qin Miao handed his daughter over to Leclerc.

Being in Leclerc’s arms, Muqiu didn’t fuss. She released his hair and curiously examined him while munching on her hand.

Then Qin Miao reached over and removed Muqiu’s hand from her mouth.

Who knows what kind of stuff Leclerc sprays onto his head? Better not find out by ingesting it.

Muqiu didn’t mind, smearing the unknown substance which could be saliva or something else onto Leclerc’s clothes, then gazed at Leclerc with laughter, seemingly delighted.

And Muqiu’s little antics made Leclerc beam from ear to ear.

Even his dismay about starting last in today’s race eased considerably.

"Did you see that? She likes me!" Holding Muqiu, Leclerc excitedly said to Qin Miao, "She’s smiling at me! I bet she doesn’t do this with others; she knows I’m her godfather, so she smiles at me!"

Observing Leclerc, utterly enchanted by his daughter, and recalling those female staff in the Mercedes pit he saw earlier, Qin Miao, though hard to believe, nodded reluctantly, speaking with resignation, "From what I’ve noticed, this little girl, just like when she was born, seems to prefer handsome guys."