Do you prefer white or black

...

Soon, the two cars parked downstairs at a shopping mall.

This was a property owned by Xia Fei's family, and also the largest shopping mall in the city center. It had five floors in total. The shops were not leased to outsiders; all of them sold their own manufactured goods, boasting a very complete industrial chain.

You could buy almost any everyday item you wanted here.

After getting out of the car, Qin Fei and the other girls took the elevator straight up to the mall, while Wang Er and the rest didn't get too close, maintaining a distance of over twenty meters at all times.

"Ouch!" Zhou Ping'an suddenly cried out in pain.

Everyone looked at him curiously. "What are you doing?"

"Damn it, wearing sunglasses at night really affects your vision. I kicked a pillar, it hurts like hell."

Zhou Ping'an cursed as he spoke, then looked at Xia Fei. "Have someone tear it down tomorrow."

"Can't tear it down, it's load-bearing," Xia Fei rolled his eyes.

Ahead, Liu Silin turned around and frowned, calling out, "What are you guys mumbling about? Xiao Fei and the girls are getting far away, hurry up and follow them."

Meanwhile, in a women's clothing boutique, several girls were gathered around the racks of undergarments, discussing them.

Su Xingwan smiled and said, "Xiao Fei, this one should suit you perfectly. It makes you look bigger when you wear it, and it even has cartoon patterns, so cute."

"I don't want it, you guys are treating me like a kid, cartoon patterns..."

Qin Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "And what do you mean look bigger, it just squeezes everything together."

"Wow, this pink one is nice, Qin Ning will definitely like it. I want to buy one to try," Cheng Weiyang suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, the others couldn't help but lean in, and actually started discussing it in all seriousness.

"Then I'll take two," Gu Siyu smiled.

Yang Xin nodded. "I'll take two as well."

"Stop, stop, stop..."

Qin Fei spoke with a bewildered look on her face. "What are you guys talking about? What do you mean my brother will definitely like it? He can't even see it."

"Cough, cough..."

Hearing this, the girls didn't explain; they just coughed dryly a couple of times.

Jiang Yanran rolled her eyes, as if she understood something, and picked up a pair of stockings. "Does he like these? Does he prefer white or black? Or the ones with letters on them? Forget it, I'll just get one of each."

...

Two hours later, the girls were carrying bags big and small, all filled with intimate apparel.

As for the other things, they directly threw them to Xia Fei and the guys to carry.

Because the room Jiang Yanran was moving into had never been slept in before, the basic amenities inside were very sparse.

She specifically bought a small refrigerator to keep some drinks and such. It would be convenient when she wanted a drink, so she wouldn't have to go all the way downstairs to get one.

Then, a comical scene appeared.

Xia Fei was seen carrying the small refrigerator on his shoulder, Wang Er was holding the monitor, Cai Cheng was carrying the computer tower, Zhong Mingyuan was holding a laptop, and Zhou Ping'an and Liu Silin were also carrying a lot of items in their hands.

Jiang Yanran hadn't officially graduated yet, so she frequently needed a computer. The desktop was for strategy work and drawing, and occasionally playing games. The laptop could be used when she went out.

If you had to say who was the most tired, it was undoubtedly Xia Fei.

After all, although the refrigerator was small, it was actually quite heavy.

An average person probably wouldn't be able to stand carrying it for even two minutes.

Fortunately, after cultivating for this period of time, he had successfully reached the first level of the Body Forging Realm, becoming a true cultivator. This little bit of weight was nothing at all to Xia Fei.

Soon, they arrived at the underground parking garage.

After stuffing everything into the trunks, Cheng Weiyang and Zhong Mingyuan each drove their cars out of the garage.

However, not long after leaving the garage, in front of a traffic light, Cheng Weiyang stopped the car to wait for the red light. With a loud crash, a car behind them failed to brake in time and rear-ended them directly.

Fortunately, the speed wasn't very fast. The girls were just startled, but no one was injured.

"What the hell? Do you even know how to drive? Why didn't you just drive through? You made me fail to brake!"

Just as they got out of the car to check the situation, they heard such a cursing voice reach their ears.

From the driver's seat of the rear car stepped down a woman around forty years old. She was driving a Range Rover and, looking angry, yelled at Cheng Weiyang and the girls, "Now that we've crashed, just wait to pay for the damages!"

"It's obvious that you hit us. Plus, the light had already turned yellow, so I definitely had to stop. You didn't pay attention to the road conditions yourself, so how can you blame me?" Cheng Weiyang frowned.

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. You slammed on the brakes suddenly, which caused me to not react in time. Furthermore, this is a new car I just picked up a few days ago, and now it's an accident vehicle. It's definitely all your fault!"

The woman shouted loudly. She looked quite elegant and dressed modestly and generously, but her personality was extremely shrewish.

"Isn't that because you didn't maintain a safe distance yourself?" Su Xingwan spoke up.

The woman snorted coldly, "I don't care if it's safe or not! My husband is the director of the Transportation Bureau. You guys just wait, I'm calling him right now!"

At this time, Xia Fei and the guys also got out of their car and walked over, asking about the situation.

After learning the detailed course of events, Wang Er said, "Xiao Fei, you girls drive our car back first. Just leave the matters here for us to handle."

"Alright, then we'll trouble you with this." Qin Fei nodded.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? You are not allowed to leave!"

The woman making the phone call was named Chen Chunping. After hanging up the phone, she hastily spoke up to stop them.

However, Zhou Ping'an and the guys surrounded her.

"What do you want to do?"

Chen Chunping was startled and subconsciously took two steps back. She hadn't noticed earlier, but only now realized that these guys were all dressed like bodyguards.

"We don't want to," Liu Silin replied very seriously.

Hearing this, the others were stunned and looked at him. Zhong Mingyuan laughed and cursed, "Young Master Zhong, how come I never saw how filthy your mind was before!"

"Alright, cut the crap. It looks like she called for backup? Should we make a call too?" Xia Fei spoke up.

"Heh, a few wet-behind-the-ears brats, putting on quite the act. I'd like to see who you can call. My husband is Zhu Zhipeng, the director of the Transportation Bureau, and he's already on his way here."

"Director of the Transportation Bureau, huh?"

Zhou Ping'an was disdainful. He directly pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Dad..."

Afterwards, he briefly explained the course of events.

"I'll come over right now."

On the other end of the phone, Zhou De immediately put down the work in his hands and hurriedly went downstairs with Secretary Zhang.

About ten minutes later, at the traffic light intersection.

Director Zhu Zhipeng hadn't arrived yet, but a few traffic police officers had already rushed to the scene first.

They all recognized Chen Chunping and knew she was the director's wife. After a few simple greetings, they walked over to Xia Fei and his group with cold faces. "Wearing sunglasses at night, and dressed like this, do you think you look really handsome?"

"Just handle the situation as you should, why do you care about what we're wearing?"

Wang Er snorted coldly and looked at Zhou Ping'an and Xia Fei. "The traffic police in your Liu City sure stick their noses into everything."

"Well, well?"

Hearing this, the leading middle-aged traffic cop could not help but laugh. "Pretty arrogant, aren't we? Do you even know who you just hit?"

"What kind of bullshit are you spouting? Her car was behind us! How did it become us hitting her?"

"Heh, kid, if I say you backed up into her, then that is exactly what happened. Got it?" the middle-aged cop said disdainfully.

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