"I heard Miss Qin likes racing and, coincidentally, I dabble in racing as well. Today I have a Lamborghini Huracán GT3 on the track, and I wonder if I might have the honor of exchanging racing knowledge with Miss Qin?"
Qimeng had already started narrating the situation unfolding before her in her mind.
"The opponent dives straight for the target's hobbies, aiming to open a breakthrough from there. The method is clichéd, but the effect..."
Qimeng hadn't even finished her mental narration when Yun coldly and firmly spoke, "Sorry, you've got the wrong person. I'm not into racing."
"Impressive, without regard for the other party's pride, she decisively rejected him. This sister is so cool, I love it!" Qimeng maintained her calm exterior, but internally she became an instant fan.
The man in the tailored suit obviously froze for a moment, losing a bit of his composure.
He could tell she was dismissing him, and quite unapologetically at that.
