"Xu Family Banquet."
Sitting in the sports car, Bi Xia was in the passenger seat, watching those three words on the archway with a faint smile, softly reciting them and then giving a sneer.
Chu Kuang looked at Bi Xia with confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Bi Xia curled his lips, "By the way, do you have sunglasses?"
"Huh?" Chu Kuang didn't understand, "No sunglasses, how about a hat?"
Bi Xia nodded, "Anything is fine." As long as it can cover the face, it's still the time to stay hidden.
Taking the white baseball cap handed over by Chu Kuang, Bi Xia put it on his head, and both of them got out of the car at the same time.
Chu Kuang handed the car keys to the person at the door, watching that person drive the car to the parking lot, he suddenly got very excited and said to Bi Xia, "Bro, I really owe you this time, if it weren't for you, who knows how long I'd have to wait to get my own Lamborghini!"
