Although he was somewhat puzzled by Han Anning's sudden change, Jiang Cheng didn't spend much effort trying to guess her thoughts.
As the saying goes, he didn't lack women around him right now.
Unless it was someone he particularly wanted to pursue, Jiang Cheng maintained a "let them come to me" attitude.
Soon, an ambulance sped towards the track.
Under the arrangement of the medical staff, Lin Yao, whose face was covered in blood and who had fallen into a coma, was urgently lifted into the vehicle.
After a preliminary examination by the emergency doctor, it was determined that Lin Yao's injuries were not too severe.
It was likely just a concussion, accompanied by multiple puncture wounds from glass shards and a fractured leg.
Although Jiang Cheng didn't have the intention of finishing Lin Yao off at this moment, if he were to make any suspicious moves later, Jiang Cheng wouldn't mind sending him on his way.
After the ambulance left the scene, with glass scattered everywhere and the track needing repairs, everyone stopped lingering there.
After dismissing the other unimportant people and keeping Zhou Guanyu behind, Qin Fen said to Jiang Cheng and the others, "Thanks for giving me face and coming here today. How about I arrange lunch?"
Everyone was well-acquainted, so no one was pretentious about a lunch invitation.
Once it was decided, everyone moved to their usual hangout spot.
Several supercars roared as they drove out of the international circuit one after another, heading towards the Peace Hotel in a grand and spectacular procession.
"The young masters are out again. Look, this lamborghini reventón is much cooler than the big bull."
"Hey, hey, hey, I see Principal Wang. Look, but why is he driving behind the 911?"
"There's a beauty in that 911. Maybe she's his girl."
"Have you ever seen a girl drive in front of you??"
...Before long, several supercars came to a steady stop in front of the Peace Hotel.
Jiang Cheng pushed open the car door, his feet touched the ground, and he stood up straight.
Almost at the same time, the general manager of the Peace Hotel quickly stepped forward and said with a beaming smile, "Young Master Jiang, welcome. We are honored by your presence."
Clearly, the general manager was long accustomed to Jiang Cheng always being the first to get out of the car.
After warmly inviting Jiang Cheng and Qiao Yinyin into the hotel, he turned to greet Wang Congcong, Qi Yuan, and the others.
Just then, the window of a luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom by the driveway slowly lowered, and a youthful, cute voice called out, "Mommy, look quickly! Is that Big Brother Jiang Cheng?"
Inside the car, An Xin was holding a magazine, slowly looking at the new seasonal products featured in it.
Hearing Jiang Cheng's name, An Xin immediately put down the magazine and looked up in the direction Annie was pointing.
She saw Jiang Cheng with his arm around Qiao Yinyin, slowly walking into the entrance of the Peace Hotel.
Seeing this, An Xin's eyes widened, staring at the scene in disbelief.
The relaxed smile that was originally on her face vanished without a trace, replaced by stiffness and shock.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole world became exceptionally quiet.
In just a second, countless complex emotions surged into her heart like a tide, leaving An Xin somewhat at a loss.
Because she realized that the girl Jiang Cheng was holding today was clearly not the mature and sexy Yu Xiaoxiao from that day.
The girl appearing before her eyes now looked significantly younger, exuding a sense of innocence and youthfulness.
Seeing Annie calling her, An Xin tried her best to restrain the turmoil in her heart, struggling to maintain a surface-level calm. She forced herself to say steadily, "You probably saw wrong. Your Big Brother Jiang Cheng's car doesn't look like that."
Hearing this, Annie looked at the lamborghini reventón she had never seen before and then said innocently, "That's true. Big Brother Jiang Cheng's car isn't this color."
Seeing Annie innocently bowing her head to play with the doll in her hand, An Xin didn't say another word.
But her hand gripping the magazine involuntarily tightened... The situation was similar to their usual gatherings, except for one extra person today: Zhou Guanyu.
After everyone had mostly finished eating, Qin Fen brought in a black case from outside.
Seeing the case open to reveal it was full of cigars, Wang Zheng couldn't help but complain, "Oh, come on, Old Qin! I thought you were going to hand out money to us after the meal."
Hearing this, Qin Fen rolled his eyes at Wang Zheng and replied helplessly, "This is a proper club, why would we hand out money?? Besides, after the club's system was changed, it's good enough if we're not losing money."
Hearing this, Zhou Guanyu became curious and asked, "Brother Qin, is your club not for profit?? I heard Huang Qing made quite a bit from this club before."
"True, the club used to have many 'wool-shearing' activities, and by the end of the year, our core members could even split a few million. However, after discussing it with Jiang Cheng, we don't plan to follow his previous model. Firstly, it's a hassle, and secondly, we're not short of that money. We'll just treat it as an activity to make friends through cars."
After Qin Fen finished speaking, Zhou Guanyu gave them both a thumbs-up. "If I weren't out of the country all year round, I'd want to join you guys too."
"It's fine. As long as you have time, we welcome you to join us anytime," Qin Fen replied with a smile.
After Qin Fen finished speaking, he began handing out a cigar to everyone present.
"These are a batch of cigars I got from abroad. They taste great and aren't harsh on the throat. Everyone, try one. Don't be fooled by their ordinary appearance; one of these is worth fifty 'Grandpa Maos' in RMB."
Beside him, Wang Congcong raised an eyebrow and said exaggeratedly, "Whoa, I didn't expect you to know how to enjoy yourself even more than I do."