Li Yifei finally found a seat with Meng Xiaofei in another hotel at this time, sitting in the private room. Meng Xiaofei excitedly waved her fist and said, "Brother Li, today was so thrilling, smashing a Ferrari, I'd never even dreamed of doing that before. Next time, let's smash something even nicer, like a Lamborghini or a Rolls-Royce."
Li Yifei laughed and said, "You little vandal, you get so lively at the mention of destruction. By the way, does your hand hurt? You were smashing it with quite the zeal just now."
"Aw, why did you have to mention it? I didn't even feel it hurt until you brought it up, and now it suddenly does." Meng Xiaofei quickly covered her wrist.
Li Yifei grabbed Meng Xiaofei's hand, saw that there were no wounds, just a bit of swelling from using too much force, which probably sprained her wrist. He gently massaged it and said, "You should just have fun, no need to put in so much effort. Look, it's getting sore, isn't it?"
