How did these two end up together

In the car, Su Yang took out his phone and sent the location to Tang Ziyun.

"Hey, Ziyun, here's the address. You can head straight there later~"

"Got it~ Where are you now?"

"I'm with Old Meng, Fatty Liu, and the others. We're driving over from Qingshan District~"

"Alright~ See you soon."

"See you soon."

After turning off his phone, Su Yang focused on driving. Pan Ning, sitting beside him, glanced over and asked, "Ziyun?"

"Yeah, I just sent her the address~"

"Okay."

From the back seat, Meng Qianyu leaned forward and chimed in, "Brother Su Yang, who's Ziyun?"

"She was at the banquet when you returned to the country. Don’t you remember?"

Meng Qianyu rolled her eyes in thought before exclaiming, "Oh, right! Sister Ziyun~"

"You two are around the same age. Just call her by her name, Ziyun."

"Got it~"

"This time, there aren’t many girls joining us—only three in total."

Su Yang chuckled. "Yeah, Little Lu and Ye Wan couldn’t make it this time."

"Too bad. How long will this trip last?"

"At least fifteen to twenty days. It’s a full road trip, including crossing uninhabited areas. Even that estimate might be conservative. But no rush—we’ll take our time and truly appreciate the beauty of our country."

Hearing this, Meng Qianyu’s face lit up with excitement. "Sounds perfect! I grew up abroad and haven’t had the chance to explore our homeland properly. This time, I’ll soak it all in~"

"No problem~"

......

As the three chatted in the car, the convoy of six vehicles soon left Nanli Garden and merged onto the main road.

Su Yang led the way in his Rolls-Royce Cullinan, followed by Meng Wenzhou’s Bugatti Chiron, Liu Bo’s Mercedes-Maybach GLS 600, Zhang Ziming’s Maserati MC20, Ji Bo’s Lamborghini Huracán, and Chu Qiunan’s Aston Martin DBS.

Half an hour later, the six luxury cars smoothly entered the city center.

It was just past 8 p.m., the busiest time in the city. The wide streets were packed with traffic, and sidewalks teemed with crowds.

The appearance of six high-end supercars instantly drew the attention of passersby. Many young men and women quickly pulled out their phones to snap photos, afraid the cars might drive off.

The real showstopper was the multi-million-dollar Bugatti Chiron—a head-turner no matter where it went.

As they passed by Qianxiang Mall, the convoy caused a stir among the street-side live streamers and photographers.

Watching the excited crowd, Su Yang couldn’t help but feel a thrill himself.

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Ten minutes later, the cars arrived at their final destination—Tianxinghe Street, which ran alongside Haicheng’s largest river, the Tianxing River. The street had a long stretch of parking spaces lining its edge.

To the right of Tianxinghe Street was a spacious plaza, beyond which lay the river itself.

After parking, the group made their way toward the riverside plaza.

Night had fallen, and neon lights glittered across the city. The skyscrapers along the river were illuminated, their towering silhouettes piercing the night sky like a scene from a futuristic metropolis.

The river’s surface mirrored the dazzling reflections of the buildings, occasionally broken by the passing of small party boats pulsing with lively music.

Along the riverbank stood rows of open-air music bars.

Each bar had seven or eight round tables set up outside, already occupied by stylish young men and women enjoying their evening.

For the modern working youth, the daytime was for hustling, while the night was for seeking solace in the city’s hidden corners.

Sitting by the river, basking in the summer breeze, sipping cocktails, and listening to the soulful tunes of live folk singers—it was pure bliss.

Su Yang and his group soon reached the riverside. Chu Qiunan scanned the area before pointing to the left. "This way, follow me."

A minute later, they arrived at the entrance of "Forward JACK Music Bar."

This was the largest bar in the vicinity. Most others were makeshift setups with mobile counters, but this one occupied an entire retro-style building, renovated into a folk-music-themed bar.

At the entrance, only a few tables were occupied—mostly young couples. It was still early; the crowd usually poured in after 10 p.m.

Before even stepping closer, Su Yang spotted two stunning figures at one of the tables—one of them was Tang Ziyun.

She wore a light purple, figure-hugging sundress with a large wine-red bow in her hair, her long legs on full display—a mix of cute and sexy.

The other girl beside her was a surprise—Su Qingci, whom he hadn’t seen in a while.

Her outfit was as casual as ever: a loose gray-black T-shirt, rose-red sweatpants, and white sneakers.

Su Yang blinked in confusion. Huh? How did these two end up together?

As they approached, Tang Ziyun and Su Qingci turned at the sound of footsteps and spotted Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo leading the group.

"Brother Meng, Fatty Liu, you’re here?"

"Hello there, long time no see, gorgeous~" Liu Bo greeted Tang Ziyun with a grin.

When his eyes landed on Su Qingci, he paused. "Hmm? You look familiar. Have we met before?"

Before Su Qingci could answer, Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes. "Did your memory get eaten by a dog? Shima Town, the rafting trip..."

"Ohhh!" Liu Bo smacked his forehead. "Right, right! Hey, Xiao Su, right?"

Su Qingci smiled sweetly. "That’s me~"

After exchanging greetings, Su Qingci and Tang Ziyun noticed Su Yang, Pan Ning, and Meng Qianyu behind them.

Su Qingci’s eyes sparkled as she stood up and waved. "Long time no see, Brother Su Yang~"

Su Yang gave a faint smile. "Hello, Qingci. It has been a while. But... how did you two end up together?"

"I came here earlier with a friend to grab drinks, but they had to leave. Just as we were about to go, I spotted Ziyun-jie. When she mentioned you were all coming, I decided to stay~ Hehe."

"Oh, got it. Well, perfect—join us for a drink."

"Sure thing~" After chatting with Su Yang, Su Qingci turned to Pan Ning with a smile. "Hello, Sister Pan."

"Hi, Qingci~"

"Oh? Who is this beautiful lady?" Su Qingci asked, turning to look at Meng Qianyu.

Meng Qianyu stepped forward, took Su Qingci's hand, and smiled sweetly. "I'm the cousin of the 'Sister Pan' you mentioned. What's your name, sis?"

"Su Qingci~"

"Such a lovely name! And you're so pretty too. Since it's our first meeting, let's take care of each other from now on~"

Su Qingci blinked in surprise, then grinned sheepishly. "You take care of me too, sis~"

Su Yang, standing nearby, chuckled lightly and glanced at the two. "So, which of you is older? Why are you both calling each other 'sis'?"

Su Qingci covered her mouth and blinked playfully. "I'm 21~"

Hearing this, Meng Qianyu awkwardly admitted, "I'm 23."

"Then you're older than Little Su. Why were you calling her 'sis'?"

"I didn't know~" Meng Qianyu stuck out her tongue and giggled.