"Fine!" Yang Mingxia let out an exaggerated sigh before suddenly turning back toward Qiao Meixia with a bright, scheming grin. "Next time, you have to lend me one of your high-performance superbikes. I want to take one for a spin."
"Hmm..." Qiao Meixia nodded casually. "You can just go to the garage and pick one up yourself whenever you want."
"Now that's more like it!" Yang Mingxia smiled brightly, flipping her long, silky hair dramatically over her shoulder.
Without another word, she strutted away alongside Yin Zemin toward his waiting vehicle.
Meanwhile, Qiao Meixia turned and walked toward her own dark purple Ducati Panigale V4 R. She straddled the superbike, fastened her matte-black helmet securely, lowered the dark visor, and fired up the powerful engine with a roaring growl.
