Yuan Mei's eyes brightened slightly as she saw the yellow Lamborghini Urus parked by the side of the road.
Luofeng had already swapped cars with his father.
The initial bout of father-son rivalry had ended.
It concluded with Luofeng promising his father to take over the family business.
The Lamborghini was parked curb-side, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Pickled Chicken restaurant, Luofeng could see Tangya inside.
Tangya was still wearing her professional bank attire today, the kind with a cinched waist – for a woman like her, the waist was the most appealing feature.
She exuded the charm of a professional woman.
After getting out of the car, Luofeng walked straight into the restaurant. He naturally didn't notice Yuan Mei and Yang Meng's surveillance; after all, the Danger Prediction Card hadn't alerted him.
Neither person posed any threat to Luofeng's personal safety.
