Nearby, Tang Ziyun noticed and asked, "Huh? Isn’t that the same car from earlier?"
Su Yang nodded with a smile. "Yeah."
As they spoke, the young man had already parked his car beside the 911.
He quickly flung open the door, jumped out, and grinned at Su Yang. "Dude, your car is insane! I thought I could at least keep up at the start, but you completely smoked me!"
Su Yang glanced at him, gave a faint smile, then asked with slight confusion, "Did you follow me all the way here?"
"Oh, no, I was actually heading here anyway."
"What a coincidence."
"Since it’s such a coincidence, how about we become friends? Feels like we’ve got some real chemistry, man." The guy beamed as he walked up to Su Yang.
Notably, he didn’t even glance at the stunning beauty Tang Ziyun standing nearby.
From the moment Su Yang rolled down his window on the road earlier, the guy had eyes only for the car—and even now, after getting out, he still hadn’t spared Tang Ziyun a look.
Su Yang chuckled. "Sure, if we’re both car enthusiasts, why not?"
"Heh, was waiting for you to say that."
The guy whipped out his phone, and the two exchanged WeChat contacts.
"So, what’s your name?" Su Yang asked, tapping on his phone.
"Ji Bo."
"Ji… Ji what?" Su Yang’s head snapped up at the name.
"Ji Bo. Ji as in Ji Xiaolan, Bo as in 'doctor.'" Ji Bo said earnestly.
Su Yang subtly gulped. "That’s… quite the name! Seriously bold!"
"Haha, right? I think so too!"
‘Wait… does he not realize or is he just used to it?’
Su Yang extended a hand. "Ji Bo, nice to meet you. I’m Su Yang."
They shook hands, and Ji Bo asked, "How old are you, Su?"
"Turning 25 soon."
"Then you’re a year older—I’ll call you Yang-ge."
"No need to be so formal."
"Yang-ge, is this your girlfriend?" Ji Bo finally noticed Tang Ziyun standing to the side.
Before Su Yang could answer, Tang Ziyun smiled and waved. "Hello, I’m Su Yang’s friend."
"Oh, hey, nice to meet you."
After a brief exchange, the three prepared to enter the hotel.
Just then, two luxury cars pulled into the hotel driveway one after another.
Leading was a light blue Bentley Continental GT, followed by a black Maserati MC20.
Both cars rolled slowly toward the parking lot.
Ji Bo’s eyes lit up as if remembering something. "Hey, Yang-ge, don’t tell me you’re here for Brother Meng’s sister’s banquet too?"
"Huh? You too?" Su Yang turned to him in surprise.
"No way! Yeah, I am! Seeing these cars just reminded me—there’ll be tons of luxury rides here today. So, are you Brother Meng’s friend or his sister’s?"
"I’m Old Meng’s friend. You?"
"Same! Man, we really are fated to meet!"
Su Yang studied Ji Bo’s cheerful face and suddenly felt a twinge of unease. He tilted his head and smirked. "You’re not gay, are you?"
"Wait, what? Where’d that come from?" Ji Bo took two steps back, baffled.
"Nothing, just getting the vibe you’re more into guys."
"Seriously??" Ji Bo froze on the spot.
Beside them, Tang Ziyun couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.
"Whoa, Yang-ge, don’t slander me like that! I just think we click, that’s all. My preferences are 100% straight!"
"Alright, just messing with you. As long as you’re not."
"Of course not! I’m as straight as they come!"
As they talked, a white Audi A4L entered through the hotel gates.
Su Yang grinned. "She’s here."
"Who?" Ji Bo followed his gaze.
"Oh, nothing. Just a friend."
"Who is it?" Tang Ziyun also asked.
"Little Lu."
"Oh? That’s her car?"
"Yep."
Meanwhile, the Bentley and MC20 reached the parking lot, heading straight toward the trio.
Su Yang glanced at them and asked Ji Bo, "Looks like they’re here for the banquet too. Know them?"
Ji Bo shook his head. "Nope, never seen these cars before."
"Probably Qianyu’s friends then."
"Maybe. Could one of them be her?"
"Nah, she’s coming with her cousin."
"Damn, Brother Meng’s got a lot of sisters, huh?"
"You have no idea."
Just then, the two luxury cars slowed near a turn in front of them.
The Bentley suddenly stopped, and the driver’s window rolled down, revealing a pretty girl’s face.
The driver turned toward Su Yang’s group, saying something to the girl in the passenger seat.
Ji Bo muttered, "Huh? They’re checking us out?"
"Maybe I’m just too handsome, and she’s into me." He flashed a confident grin.
Su Yang ignored him, his sharp gaze locking onto the girl in the passenger seat—who was also peering back at him.
"No way!"
"What’s up?"
Noticing Su Yang’s intense stare, Ji Bo and Tang Ziyun also turned to look.
Then, the Bentley’s passenger door opened, and a stunning girl in a white silk dress stepped out.
Her chestnut hair cascaded down her back, the dress clinging to her curves.
Pear-shaped figure—narrow shoulders, slim waist, wide hips.
Her fair skin, oval face, and delicate features were accentuated by light makeup.
She walked around the car and approached Su Yang directly.
Ji Bo glanced between her and Su Yang, about to speak, but the girl was already in front of them.
Ignoring the other two, she parted her red lips and called out, "Su Yang."
"Never thought I’d run into you here." Su Yang kept his tone steady, though inwardly, he was shocked. He hadn’t expected Ye Wan to show up at this event.
"What a coincidence. I was planning to ask you out tomorrow, but here you are."
Indeed, it was Ye Wan—the same Ye Wan who had re-added him on WeChat just yesterday.
"You…" Su Yang was momentarily speechless. The Ye Wan before him now—her aura, her style—was completely different from the one he remembered. Aside from her face, almost nothing about her seemed the same.
But this wasn’t the time for questions, so he held back.
"And these two are…?" Ye Wan glanced at Ji Bo and Tang Ziyun.
"Oh, my friends. This is Tang Ziyun, and this is Ji Bo."
"Ji what?" Ye Wan blinked.
"Bo."
"Uh… interesting name."
"Hey there, beautiful." Ji Bo waved cheerfully.
"Hello~" Ye Wan nodded politely.
Tang Ziyun also greeted her.
After exchanging greetings, she turned to Su Yang with a smile and asked, "So, are you Qianyu's friend or her brother's friend?"
"Her brother's friend."
"Oh, I see. I'm Qianyu's friend."
Hearing this, Su Yang couldn't help but think to himself, Since when did Ye Wan become friends with Meng Qianyu? She’s from an ordinary family, right? How on earth did these two even cross paths? This is really strange—I’ll have to ask her about it later when I get the chance.
"Wan."
Just then, a voice called out from behind Ye Wan.
The girl who had been sitting in the driver’s seat of the Bentley Continental GT earlier, along with a young man who had been driving the MC20, walked over.
"My friends are here. Let’s head inside—no point standing around," Ye Wan said after acknowledging them, then turned back to Su Yang.
"You guys go ahead. My friend’s here too."
As he spoke, Lu Yun slowly pulled into the parking lot in her Audi A4.
Ye Wan followed Su Yang’s gaze and smiled. "Alright then, we’ll go in first. See you inside~"
"Sure."
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