Li Changfeng simply ignored it, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He was afraid that if they continued talking, he would get carried away and lose control.

Around 12:30, the four of them walked out of the hotel. Ye Zihan was all smiles and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Congratulations, Miss Ye! Congratulations!" Zhang Qingqing said, clasping her hands in a gesture of goodwill.

"Thank you, may I ask who you are...?" Ye Zihan asked with a polite smile.

"My name is Zhang Qingqing, and I am Li Changfeng's senior sister," Zhang Qingqing introduced herself.

"My name is Ye Zihan." The two little hands clasped together, marking their formal introduction.

The term "senior sister" is too broad in modern usage. Even within the same university, people address each other as "senior brother" and "senior sister," so there's nothing strange about it.

"Pretty sister, my name is Shen Qiqi."

"You little girl have such a sweet tongue." Zhang Qingqing reached out and rubbed her little head.

"Hey." Shen Qiqi took a step back and said angrily, "It's very impolite to touch someone's head. I'm not a child, I'm an adult."

"Hehehe!" Zhang Qingqing laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Okay, little beauty Shen Qiqi, I've got it."

He then raised his wrist, glanced at the solid gold Rolex, and said, "It's getting late. I'll make the arrangements for noon."

"No need, Miss Zhang, we'll head back to Jinghai now," Ye Zihan politely declined.

"It won't make a difference if we wait a little longer." Without waiting for a reply, Zhang Qingqing made a phone call.

Before long, a long convoy of cars arrived.

All of them were Rolls-Royces, each with two bodyguards in uniform, demonstrating a high level of professionalism.

Ye Zihan was puzzled. Who exactly was this Zhang Qingqing? What a grand entrance!