Yi Luowa noticed that everyone had nearly finished eating and looked across the table at Mi Chenxuan. "Chen Xuan, what kind of sports car do you like?"
"Why? Planning to give me one?" Mi Chenxuan asked with a playful smile.
"Yep!" Yi Luowa nodded with a grin. "Everyone gets one. Pick any model from PCw's sports cars. If you don't choose, I'll just send them out directly."
"If you're giving, then give me the race car you drove at the Xiawu Grand Prix," Tong Aino interjected casually.
Yi Luowa chuckled. "You'll have to tell me first—do you plan to dissect my car or actually drive it yourself?"
"I'll put it on display!" Tong Aino shot her a sideways glance.
Tong Airui tilted his head to look at his younger brother. Just as he was about to speak, Yi Luowa quickly tugged at his arm—she already knew that whatever he said wouldn't be good. "Fine, I'll give my race car to you. Let's see if you can beat me in a race using my car."
