Which Car Should Be the Lead Car

Around 10 p.m., Su Yang turned on the TV and queued up a romantic movie, then dimmed the lights to a soft glow. The ambient lighting in the living room flickered gently, instantly setting the mood. The two of them sat on the sofa, poured red wine into their glasses, and clinked them together.

"Thanks for having me over tonight~" Yaya said, her captivating eyes fixed on Su Yang.

Su Yang smiled faintly. "No problem. So, how’s your alcohol tolerance?"

"Didn’t we drink together back in Haicheng? You forgot?"

"Of course I remember drinking, but your actual tolerance? Not so much."

"Just average~ Don’t go trying to get me drunk, okay~?" Yaya teased with a playful wink.

Su Yang shrugged. "Wouldn’t dream of it. I never force drinks on anyone—just drink however much you’re comfortable with."

"Then let’s do a cheers first~"

"Sure~"

With that, they both tilted their heads back and downed their glasses in one go.

And so, Su Yang and Yaya lounged on the sofa, sipping wine, chatting, and watching the movie. Time flew by, and soon two bottles of red wine had been emptied.

By then, Yaya’s face was flushed, and she leaned heavily against Su Yang’s shoulder.

"No more wine~!" she slurred, waving her empty glass dramatically.

Su Yang checked the time. "We’ve already finished two bottles. You sure you want more?"

"Of course~ I’m not done yet~"

"You call this ‘average’? For a girl, you’re pretty impressive."

"Hehe, I lied—I can actually hold my liquor pretty well~" Yaya giggled, her gestures growing increasingly animated.

She was clearly at that perfect level of tipsiness—happy, loose, but teetering on the edge of full-blown drunkenness.

"Maybe we should call it a night. Any more and you’ll be wasted."

"No! I wanna keep drinking~ It’s not often we get to drink together. Let’s go all out!"

Su Yang sighed and stood up. "Fine, just a little more then."

It wasn’t that he minded the wine—he just didn’t want her throwing up on him later.

Another half hour passed, and Yaya slumped against his shoulder again.

Su Yang took the glass from her hand and set it on the table. "That’s enough. Drinking should be fun, not painful."

"Huh?" Yaya could barely process his words now.

Her gaze hazy, she nuzzled against him. "Okay… no more~"

"Good. Glad you’re listening." Su Yang started to get up, planning to tidy up and take a shower.

But before he could, Yaya suddenly turned, wrapped her arms around his neck, and swung herself onto his lap.

Tilting her head, she cupped his face in her hands, her golden hair cascading over him.

Their eyes locked, and without thinking, their faces drifted closer…

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The wonderful night passed quickly.

By 9 a.m. the next morning, Su Yang woke up to find Yaya already gone.

But on his nightstand lay a folded note. He picked it up and read:

—Su Yang, sorry, something urgent came up in Shanghai and I had to leave. Thanks for last night—you were a great host. If you’re ever in Shanghai, look me up. I’ll treat you next time.

—P.S. You were amazing~ 😊 ❤️

Su Yang sat up against the headboard, smiling to himself.

"You weren’t so bad yourself~"

After shaking off the grogginess, he got up and headed to the shower.

Once dressed, he grabbed his phone and stepped out of the bedroom.

When he reached the living room, he froze. The coffee table, which had been littered with empty bottles and glasses the night before, was now spotless. Even the throw pillows, previously scattered across the sofa, were neatly arranged—no trace of last night’s mess remained.

Su Yang chuckled. "Yaya’s really something. Even cleaned up before leaving. Pretty considerate."

He walked to the kitchen counter and turned on the coffee maker to let it warm up.

Then he headed to the stove and cooked himself a bowl of noodles.

As he sat at the dining table eating and scrolling through TikTok, a WeChat notification popped up from Song Xiaogou:

"Hey man, you busy?"

Su Yang tapped the message and switched to the chat.

He smirked and typed back: "Nah, just woke up. Your wedding’s on August 15th, right?"

"Yep~"

"When are you heading back to Yangcheng?"

A few seconds later, Song Xiaogou replied: "Probably the 12th. Need a couple days to rest and prep. Then on the 14th, we’ll leave Yangcheng before dawn to pick up the bride and rush back."

Su Yang rubbed his temples just reading it.

"Damn, that sounds exhausting."

"Tell me about it~ Ugh, weddings are such a hassle!"

"Anyway, bro, about the wedding cars..."

Only then did Su Yang remember he’d promised to arrange the wedding car fleet.

He smacked his forehead. "Shit, almost forgot..."

He typed: "Relax, I’ve got ten high-powered rear-wheel-drive Camrys ready for you."

Song Xiaogou: [middle finger emoji]

Su Yang: "Just messing with you. You’ll see when the time comes—trust me, I’ve got it covered."

Song Xiaogou: "Heh, but you haven’t actually prepped anything yet, have you?"

Su Yang: "Not yet, but it won’t take long. One day’s enough."

Song Xiaogou: "Cool, ’cause I actually wanted to talk to you about this. You don’t need to arrange the whole fleet—just the lead car. My dad and some relatives are handling the rest. They’ll use their own cars for the procession."

Su Yang paused. "Huh? Change of plans?"

"Yeah. After you mentioned the cars, I talked to my dad. He didn’t want to trouble you too much. I had to convince him just to let you handle the lead car. The rest, we’ll figure out ourselves."

Su Yang: "It’s no trouble at all. But you’re sure about this?"

Song Xiaogou: "Yeah. Honestly, it’s better this way. We’ll need to shuttle a lot of relatives around, so having them drive themselves makes sense. Plus, the cars my dad’s friends are bringing aren’t bad—mostly in the 200k to 300k range, with a few even hitting 500k. Should be decent for a wedding."

Su Yang thought it over. "Alright, then. Just the lead car it is."

Song Xiaogou: "Perfect! Just make sure it’s something flashy."

Su Yang: "Don’t worry—it’ll turn heads."

Song Xiaogou: "Haha, looking forward to it! Thanks, man!"

Su Yang: "No need for thanks [fist bump]"

Song Xiaogou: "Oh, one more thing. Remember how I asked you to be a groomsman? Don’t worry about it now. Two of my friends really want to do it, and honestly, it’s a thankless job. Didn’t wanna put you through that."

Su Yang grinned. "Now that’s what I call a real friend."

Song Xiaogou: "Exactly. Originally, I thought since you’re my best bro, I had to make you the best man. But I’ve heard from a lot of people that the best man and maid of honor are the most exhausted after the bride and groom. No way I’d put my brother through that."

Su Yang chuckled: "If you really asked me, I wouldn’t say no. But hey, since you’ve already decided, I’ll gladly take a pass."

Song Xiaogou: "Haha, seriously, just be there to witness my happiest moment."

Su Yang: "Deal."

Song Xiaogou: "Alright, gotta run for now. Let’s catch up properly when I’m back in a few days—we’ll drink till we drop."

Su Yang: "No problem. Just hit me up when you’re back. I’m in Haicheng anyway, just a quick drive away."

"Ok~"

After exiting the chat with Song Xiaogou, Su Yang finished the last bite of his noodles and stood up, lost in thought.

"S680 or the Cullinan… Which one should I use as his wedding lead car?"

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