After greeting Qu Zian and Wen Yian, Bi Xia and Meng Chi returned to Qing City first.
"Boss, should we go home or to Xia Family Cuisine?" Meng Chi sat in the passenger seat, asking with some embarrassment.
"Let's go to Xia Family Cuisine and take a look," Bi Xia said as she drove. Suddenly, she turned to look at Meng Chi, curiously asking, "Why are you embarrassed?"
Meng Chi let out an 'ah' sound before saying, "Oh, it's because… at the competition, it was my incompetence that held us back. Now, you have to drag me along, and I…"
"Fool."
The cold voice interrupted Meng Chi's words. The young man leaned lazily against the door frame with one hand propped on his cheek. Because he was wearing sunglasses, it was impossible to see the emotions in his starry eyes. But even if you could see them, you probably wouldn't be able to guess his thoughts.
