"Oh, it's been several years since I last saw him. The last time I saw him was five years ago, at sister's 18th birthday party. You were there too, but you just don't remember it now." Yang Fei paused, then continued, "Chen Wenhao is an exceptional man. He entered Oxford University at the age of 14 and already had two doctoral degrees by the age of 20. He is mature, handsome, elegant, and noble. To be honest, he really suits my sister. But! Anyone who dares to take my sister away will go to hell."
Yang Gang wore an expression of utter disbelief.
The two drove to Central Park, parked their car, and then prepared to go in.
"Wait a minute, we need to disguise ourselves a bit. It would be so embarrassing if we accidentally bump into them," said Yang Fei.
Yang Gang glanced around, "There's an eyewear shop nearby, should we buy a pair of sunglasses?
"Gang, are you an idiot? Wearing sunglasses in a park at night would make us even more suspicious!" Yang Fei responded.