"His mother gives it to him as a gift. He and Xiao Si are best friends. Not to mention, cars aren't that big of a deal for them; they've shared pants before."
Yi Jingxi's handsome face wore a grim look. He guessed that the one who was driving the car was Xiao Si. Yi Jingxi knew Xiao Si as he had dined with him twice. He knew that Xiao Si, too, was very good-looking, not much worse than himself, and he had heard that Xiao Xi's family was wealthy as well.
He was no better than Xiao Si.
"Alright, I get it. Don't tell Xiaosi about this." Yi Jingxi hung up the phone impatiently.
"Jingxi, I saw that." Suddenly, someone patted him on his back. He turned back to find Zhong Yi standing behind him.
"What do you want now?" Yi Jingxi asked, his eyes showing coldness.
