Nangong Jin pressed the accelerator and zoomed off, flamboyantly waving his hand, "I'll wait for you at the top."
Di Mingchen's vehicle then drove up, the military Hummer exuding dominance. He kindly drove at only fifteen miles per hour, trotting along beside Di Mingzhe.
Rolling down the window, he flashed a dashing smile, "Big brother, I'll keep you company."
"No need for that."
Di Mingzhe's voice was as indifferent as always, but the corners of his lips betrayed a smile that he couldn't hide—light, yet enchanting.
It was clear that he was in a rather good mood.
Feeling spurned, Di Mingchen pursed his lips in annoyance, pressed down on the accelerator, and followed suit, waving his hand, "Wishing you both a speedy climb to the top!"
The cars behind followed one after another, throwing teasing remarks, cracking jokes, and playing pranks; Di Xiaxia felt overwhelmed by it all.
