Where is justice

At this time, the others were also on their way. However, Meng Wenzhou, Liu Bo, and Ji Bo arrived a few minutes earlier than Su Yang.

Just as Su Yang parked his car and stepped out, he spotted the three of them standing on the sidewalk ahead, smoking. He walked over and called out, "Old Meng, Fatty, how long have you guys been here?"

Meng Wenzhou and the others turned to look at Su Yang. Liu Bo grinned and said, "Just parked and came out for a smoke." As he spoke, he pulled out a pack of "Emperor 95" cigarettes and handed one to Su Yang, who was approaching.

Su Yang took the cigarette and smiled. "Have you guys eaten yet?"

Meng Wenzhou nodded. "Yeah, we have. What about you?"

"I'm not hungry. I'll eat when we get there."

"Fair enough."

"Yang, where's your car?" Ji Bo tilted his head, scanning the area.

Su Yang turned and pointed toward the roadside. "Over there."

Ji Bo followed Su Yang’s finger and grinned. "Damn, that’s slick! I love it!"

"Get one for yourself, then."

"I’m actually looking into it. Thinking of buying one soon."

"Nice. That car’s a beast. If you’re into performance cars, it’s a solid choice."

"But I’m also considering just going all out and getting a Ferrari Purosangue."

Su Yang shot Ji Bo a sidelong glance. "A little more? That’s like an extra two million!"

Ji Bo chuckled. "Still mulling it over. If I go for the Ferrari, I’ll probably have to beg my dear old dad to chip in three million to cover it..."

Su Yang sighed. "Maybe spare your dad the headache..."

As they chatted and smoked, the rest of the group gradually arrived.

Pan Ning and Meng Qianyu took a private car since they planned to ride with Su Yang, so Pan Ning didn’t drive herself. The two stepped out of a black Audi A8, and the driver helped unload their luggage and gear onto the sidewalk.

Su Yang and the others noticed Pan Ning and Meng Qianyu about thirty meters away.

Today, the two women were dressed in casual yet stylish sportswear. Pan Ning wore a gray baseball cap, a loose khaki T-shirt, and a pair of sexy denim shorts, paired with white embroidered Dior sneakers.

Meng Qianyu had her hair tied up in a high ponytail, topped with a bucket hat. She wore a deep-colored halter-neck sundress that accentuated her long legs, which easily rivaled Pan Ning’s.

Even standing still, the two of them were a breathtaking sight.

"They’re here. Let’s go help," Meng Wenzhou said, noticing them first and motioning to the others.

The four of them quickly walked over, but before they could even greet the girls, Ji Bo sprinted ahead.

"Hello, you two drop-dead gorgeous ladies! Leave the heavy lifting to me—no need for you to lift a finger!" He grinned, grabbing two bags of luggage in one swift motion.

Meng Wenzhou leaned toward Su Yang and muttered, "Damn, this guy’s got some serious simp energy. I don’t remember him being like this before."

Su Yang stifled a laugh. "Can you blame him? Your sisters are stunning."

Meng Wenzhou smirked. "Well… fair point."

Honestly, having two knockout sisters was something he took pride in.

"Bro, stop standing around—come help!" Meng Qianyu commanded, glaring at Meng Wenzhou.

Meng Wenzhou sighed. "Coming, coming."

The girls didn’t have too much stuff, so Su Yang didn’t even need to lift a finger. Liu Bo and Ji Bo carried most of it, while Meng Wenzhou grabbed a smaller bag.

"Let’s load it up."

Soon, all the gear was packed into the back of Liu Bo’s Navigator.

Meng Wenzhou turned to Su Yang. "What about your stuff?"

"It’s already in my car. I didn’t bring much, so no need to move it."

"Got it."

Just then, Zhang Ziming and Shen Yixue arrived, pushing a suitcase and two large bags toward the group.

Shen Yixue looked adorable today, sporting a bun hairstyle, sunglasses, and a pink checkered sundress with white sandals—a unique kind of charm.

Ji Bo, ever the eager helper, rushed over again and took the oversized suitcase from her.

"Here, let me get that. There’s a step here—it’s too heavy for you."

Shen Yixue blinked in surprise before smiling gratefully. "Thank you!"

"No problem, happy to help."

Zhang Ziming watched with wide eyes. "Whoa, since when did you become such a gentleman?"

Ji Bo grinned. "What do you mean? I’ve always been a helpful guy."

"Really?"

"Obviously. Isn’t it clear?" Ji Bo said, hoisting the suitcase.

"Alright, alright. Thanks, man."

"No need for thanks. This way."

Meanwhile, Su Yang walked over to Zhang Ziming. "Give me one of those bags."

"Nah, this is nothing. I’ve been hitting the gym—I’m insanely strong now!"

Ignoring him, Su Yang snatched one of the large bags and laughed. "Yeah, yeah. Hand it over."

Zhang Ziming chuckled. "Heh."

Soon after, Lu Yun, Tang Ziyun, and Ye Wan arrived as well.

Dressed for the trip, the girls were all in casual outfits. Lu Yun wore a light blue T-shirt with white denim shorts. Tang Ziyun had on a gray cropped T-shirt with an asymmetrical cutout design and a black pleated skirt. Ye Wan kept it simple with a floral crop top and flared jeans.

Each of them had a distinct vibe. Compared to Pan Ning and Meng Qianyu’s untouchable elegance, these three felt more like the girl-next-door—approachable and warm.

Once most of the luggage was loaded into Liu Bo’s car, Pan Ning turned to the group. "Let’s go!"

"Alright, let’s roll!"

Under the envious stares of the other guys, Su Yang led four stunning beauties toward his car.

Liu Bo stood there, grinding his teeth. "Meng, man… where’s the justice in this world?!"

Ji Bo, equally indignant, added, "Seriously, our car’s back seat and trunk are packed, but there’s still room for two more. So why are they all squeezing into Yang’s car?"

Meng Wenzhou sighed. "Don’t ask me. I’m jealous too!"

Zhang Ziming, either numb to the unfairness or simply resigned, shrugged. "Let’s just get in the car. Some things you can’t change. Some guys are just born with insane luck when it comes to women. What can you do?"

"Wow, didn’t expect that kind of wisdom from you."

Zhang Ziming smirked. "I’ve made peace with it. No use forcing things."

With that, he turned and headed toward his G-Wagon, calling over his shoulder, "Meng, hurry up and get in!"

"Coming."

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