Even after being kicked, Lu Zishu didn’t mind. He cheerfully hugged the hat in his hand and pleaded, "Xin, let me try this hat. I promise I won’t get it dirty."

Duan Xin was extremely disgusted, but still handed the hat over while advising, "Be careful, this hat is expensive."

"Hey, don’t worry, don’t worry. If I fall, I’ll make sure not to damage it." Lu Zishu cherished it as he carefully touched it.

Duan Xin handed the hat to him, then walked over to Jiaojiao and asked her, "Jiaojiao, where’s Xiaoxi? Get him out here. See if he’s satisfied with this race car. It took me a lot of effort to borrow it."

Jiaojiao had lost control of her expressions, as she hadn’t yet had the chance to speak when another car was parked outside. Since there were already three cars parked ahead, the car had to stop on the road between the Ruan Family and Shen Family. Then, Ruan Chi, Ruan Feng, Liang Wenjing, and Li Que got out of the car.

Seeing so many people on this side, they weren’t surprised and waved cheerfully to say hello.

Especially Li Que, upon seeing the stylishly dressed Duan Xin, her eyes sparkled, and she ran over to hug Jiaojiao, who was already speechless. Then she let go with a sisterly expression, patting her shoulder: "Little One, you’re so loyal!"

"..." Looking at the courtyard full of men and women, Jiaojiao couldn’t laugh.

She desperately asked, "Did you all receive my text?"

"Yeah, didn’t you say you wanted all of us to see your Xi brother’s impressive display today?" Li Que countered.

The others stayed silent, but their expressions clearly agreed.

"..." Jiaojiao.

Trying hard to maintain her smile, she turned around, went into the house, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Xi brother! Come out!"

Footsteps echoed from upstairs, Jiaojiao looked up and was immediately speechless.

Duan Xi was undeniably handsome, and tall, akin to a walking clothes rack. A while ago, Shu Wen even wanted him to model men’s wear at her company, but he refused.

Now, wearing a white racing suit, tailored close to the body, such clothing might expose someone’s flaws due to its fit, but Duan Xi’s figure was perfect; the form-fitting racing suit highlighted his shape dramatically, his legs long and straight. With a matching color helmet casually balanced in one hand, he descended coolly and stylishly, catching Jiaojiao’s sole attention.

Behind her, the others exaggeratedly cheered.

"Does it look good?" Duan Xi ignored the others’ gazes and asked Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao, seemingly enchanted, obediently nodded: "It looks good."

"Do you like it?" Duan Xi asked again.

"I like it!"

Duan Xi smiled, gently ruffling her hair with his free hand, "It’s good that you like it."

"Oh my, I’ve got goosebumps." Lu Zishu dramatically rubbed his arms.

"Exactly, I feel like throwing up the breakfast I had this morning." Duan Xin chimed in.

"Xiaoxi, aren’t you being a bit too inconsiderate of us?" Ruan Chi.

The others joined in with laughter, teasing noisily, which made Jiaojiao finally react, her face turning crimson. She embarrassedly reached out to push Duan Xi, but he simply wrapped her in his arms.

He whispered softly in her ear, "Ride with me later."

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