Following closely behind them were Wu Quan and the others, whom Jiang Cheng had met briefly at the bar last time.
This large group of people could be seen surging toward where Jiang Cheng was.
Wang Jian, who was driving behind Jiang Cheng, couldn't help but feel a little flustered and nervous when he saw this scene.
He did not follow Jiang Cheng in stopping the car in the middle of the road.
Instead, he honestly and properly drove the car slowly to a safer position behind them.
Then, he carefully manipulated the steering wheel, meticulously adjusted the vehicle's angle, striving to park the car neatly and precisely in place.
After the Lamborghini door opened, Jiang Cheng's tall, straight, and heroic figure immediately appeared in everyone's line of sight.
Everyone immediately greeted him one by one.
Facing such a warm welcome from everyone, Jiang Cheng maintained a faint smile on his face.
His gaze quickly swept over every person present.
After looking around, he asked, "Brother Wang and the others didn't come?"
Hearing this, Qin Fen, who was nearby, quickly explained with a smile, "No, they didn't know you were coming. If they had known, they definitely would have come."
Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to Wang Jian, who had just gotten out of his car not far away, and gently waved his hand at him.
He pointed a finger at his location, signaling Wang Jian to hurry over.
Upon receiving the signal, Wang Jian dared not delay for a moment and jogged over to Jiang Cheng's side.
Once Wang Jian stood still, Jiang Cheng began introducing him to the people around them: "This is my roommate, Wang Jian."
They had all seen it when he drove in earlier.
Wang Jian was only driving an entry-level porsche 911.
Moreover, none of the people present seemed to know him. Clearly, he did not originally belong to this circle.
Since Jiang Cheng introduced him, everyone present showed him great respect.
Everyone acted extremely friendly and enthusiastic, proactively greeting and exchanging pleasantries with Wang Jian.
Seeing Jiang Cheng solemnly introduce him to others, a warm current surged in Wang Jian's heart, and he looked at Jiang Cheng with deep gratitude.
He knew that if Jiang Cheng hadn't brought him today, probably few people would have paid him any attention.
Seeing Han Anning descend gracefully from Jiang Cheng's car, everyone's gaze immediately fell upon her again.
Although everyone present knew they shouldn't stare, after all, she had gotten out of Jiang Cheng's car.
However, in this cold winter, Han Anning's outfit—a short spaghetti-strap dress—still made it impossible for those present to stop looking at her fiery figure.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng made a gesture toward Wang Sheng, who was standing far away.
Qi Yuan, who was nearby, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow upon seeing this scene.
He winked at Jiang Cheng and, with a knowing smile on his lips, asked, "Yo, Brother Cheng, what's the situation today?"
Hearing Qi Yuan's obviously teasing words, Han Anning glared at him irritably, then rushed to explain before Jiang Cheng could speak: "I don't know what happened, the car suddenly broke down when we got to the intersection."
Hearing this, the half-smile, half-skeptical expression on Qi Yuan's face, clearly showing disbelief, didn't change at all.
He still said with a grin, "Oh? Broke down? What a coincidence? Hehe, I understand, I totally understand."
Being openly teased by Qi Yuan in front of so many people, Han Anning's originally fair, pretty face instantly flushed crimson.
At this moment, she looked exactly like a shy Little Girl, appearing somewhat flustered.
She stomped the ground in shame and annoyance, pouting, "Qi Yuan, believe it or not! Humph!"
Jiang Cheng, standing nearby, took in Han Anning's series of unusual reactions.
Looking at her like this, the woman seemed quite cute.
Just then, Wang Sheng jogged over with a spare black overcoat from the car, and then respectfully handed it to Jiang Cheng.
After taking the overcoat, Jiang Cheng handed it to Han Anning: "Put it on."
Hearing this, Han Anning almost instinctively wanted to refuse.
However, when she met Jiang Cheng's authoritative and irresistible gaze, the refusal that was about to leave her mouth was immediately swallowed back down.
Just like that, under everyone's gaze, Han Anning silently reached out, took the coat offered by Jiang Cheng, and draped it over herself.
The young men who had been following Han Anning also parked their cars and walked over together, standing behind Qi Yuan.
Seeing this scene now, those young men's faces once again showed unconcealable shock and disappointment.
"Didn't Anning say she was a germaphobe? When I offered her my jacket outside just now, she looked at it with disgust, as if it were a rag. Why now?"
As soon as this young man finished speaking, a hint of hidden pain also appeared in the eyes of the young man next to him.
Even though he felt dissatisfied and confused, he gritted his teeth, suppressed his emotions, and tried to defend Han Anning: "Maybe... maybe this coat is new, that's why Anning is willing to wear it..."
"Exactly, it's also possible Anning is just doing this reluctantly. Look how helpless the expression on her face is."
Seeing the few guys deeply engrossed in self-hypnosis, Qi Yuan rolled his eyes in distaste.
He couldn't help but turn around and say, "Are you guys blind? You call that reluctant? Didn't you see her grin almost reaching her ears?"
After speaking, Qi Yuan even patted their shoulders with a warning look.
"You guys, I'm not trying to lecture you, but you're all respected people, already Second-generation rich, yet you still act like simps. Isn't that embarrassing? Furthermore, don't say I didn't warn you: don't cause trouble for Brother Cheng, or don't blame me for not letting you off."
After warning them, Qi Yuan walked straight over to Jiang Cheng's side.
Usually, when Qi Yuan hung out with them, he was very easygoing, showing no airs of an influential Second-generation rich person.
This was the first time Qi Yuan had ever spoken so harshly to them.
After exchanging a knowing look, the few guys silently lowered their heads, a hint of embarrassment showing on their faces.
Actually, even without Qi Yuan saying anything, there was no way they would seek trouble with Jiang Cheng.
Otherwise, they would have tried to stop Han Anning when she got into the car.
It was just that after being simps for so long, they couldn't change their habits immediately.
According to the old custom, everyone first admired each other's supercars, and then they started preparing for a lap.
Unlike Wang Jian, whose face was full of awe and envy, the sight of these rows of cool and stylish supercars was already commonplace for Jiang Cheng.
Unless it was a special model worth tens of millions, cars worth only a few million could no longer pique his interest in the slightest.
Seeing Jiang Cheng making a move to get out and drive a lap, Han Anning, who was standing nearby, suddenly felt a surge of impulse and instantly became eager to try.
She was seen wrapping Jiang Cheng's jacket tightly around her slender body with a slight awkwardness.
Then, blushing and slightly shy, she asked, "C... can I sit on top of you?"
"Now? There are too many people, aren't there?"
In truth, Han Anning had already been deeply conquered by Jiang Cheng's extraordinary and superb driving skills last time.
So she really wanted to go for a ride.
However, Han Anning immediately understood Jiang Cheng's meaning this time.
Her face flushed even deeper, and like an annoyed kitten, she said, flustered and mortified, "I meant... can I ride in your car? Where did your mind go!"