The old man didn't speak. Xia Nian sighed lightly, "If you don't want to go back, then think about how to reveal Little Nine's real gender publicly. After all, this is still a problem. If not handled well, Little Nine might face a lot of public opinion in the future."
"By the way," Xia Nian suddenly remembered something, "we need to make a trip to the car dealership first."
"What for?" The old man wasn't in a good mood and didn't respond well to Xia Nian's words.
Xia Nian handed over the bill that Bi Xia gave him to Xia Jingshen with a gloating smile. When Xia Jingshen looked at it carefully, he was stunned to find compensation amounts for at least three destroyed sports cars.
"I heard Little Nine rented all those cars for the trip and blew up quite a few," Xia Nian explained what he had previously investigated and then laughed lowly when he recalled the signature at the end of the bill.
