They have enough money to buy luxury cars to play with and let them gather dust in the parking lot!
You treasure a car worth six hundred thousand like it’s precious, while Miss Su Li buys a three and a half million car as a toy...
This is the clear-cut disparity!
Who is the true wealthy and beautiful young lady is self-evident.
The crowd looked at Cheng Yuqi and Chen Xue’er with eyes full of mockery.
Daring to show off wealth in front of a real young lady? Truly brainless.
Chen Xue’er was so angry her face turned red and stomped her foot, forcibly arguing, "Anyway, anyway, you just can’t drive."
"Having a driver is enough." Su Li smiled sweetly.
That sweet smile was captivating, but every word was like a bullet straight to Chen Xue’er’s heart.
"What’s the use of a driver... You actually let those dirty, smelly old men sit in your car and drive..."
At this moment, a magnetic and wicked voice rang out:
"Is Tong Feibai okay?"
Everyone looked over, a tall and lean figure in black, handsome and upright like a proud pine tree.
With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the man’s tall and slender figure was like that of a Western male model.
Su Li was somewhat surprised, the Great Demon King... awake?
He wouldn’t come to settle accounts, would he?
Su Li suddenly felt a bit guilty.
The man walked over with large strides, attracting all eyes with his gait; worship, awe, and curiosity filled the air, yet no one dared to look directly, lowering their heads as if meeting the most revered king.
"Little Lili, how about Tong Feibai being your driver?" Feng Huaijin’s gaze lightly landed on her face, asking with a smile.
Is this a term of endearment?
Su Li couldn’t help but blush.
Feng Huaijin leaned down, gently whispering in her ear, his breath tickling the hairs of her ear, causing a tingling sensation: "Or are you unhappy because I haven’t called you ’wife’?"
Su Li nearly wanted to cover Feng Huaijin’s mouth, it would be fine for him to say that privately.
With so many people around now, please don’t call her wife.
But having Tong Feibai as a driver?
Tong Feibai is the captain of the largest car team in Jiang City, has survived the Death Mountain Road challenge, has countless fans, even her brother is a die-hard fan!
How could he possibly be a driver for her?
"You only need to answer me, do you want it or not." The man’s voice was like clear wine, crisp yet mellow.
Su Li looked into those deep eyes that could almost pull her in and nodded emphatically: "I want."
Chen Xue’er nearly laughed in anger: "You want Tong Feibai as a driver? Do you deserve it?"
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Probably hasn’t even seen Tong Feibai, right? Saying they want Brother Tong to be a driver in front of him... haha—"
Tong Feibai glanced at Su Li and said, "I am Tong Feibai."
He’s actually Tong Feibai? The man revered as the Car King? King of cars!
She never expected him to accompany a woman to a car dealership. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel※fire.net
She didn’t recognize him for a while.
Xiao Heng, who followed them in, almost burst out laughing, this woman... calling Brother Qi a country bumpkin?
Besides, aren’t country bumpkins people? Since when did it become a derogatory term?
Su Li coldly said, "Country? He comes from Yanjing. If you think Yanjing is country, then what is a Jiang City local from a second-tier city in a remote province? A slum girl?"
Chen Xue’er was terrified, this man not only looked good but also... comes from An City?
Feng Huaijin’s expression was playful, his tone indifferent yet affirmatively instructed Tong Feibai, "Since she wants, then be Su Li’s driver for a week."
As long as he opens his mouth, no one dares to disobey.