Sun Haiyang listened to the flattery of the several people, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.
But even with the satisfaction, he always felt as if something was missing.
When he looked back, he saw Han Xiaoxiao standing to the side, not joining in the praise.
Instead, she seemed indifferent to the situation here, simply gazing off into the distance, as if waiting for someone.
This made Sun Haiyang very unhappy, as everything he did was entirely to win her favor.
Now it was like casting amorous glances at a blind person, which would annoy anyone.
"Xiaoxiao, want to experience what a sports car feels like? Come on, get in the car, I'll take you for a spin."
Since Han Xiaoxiao didn't come up to him on her own, he had no choice but to take the initiative to invite her, shaking the Porsche keys in his hand.
