Wu Hongwei flew into a rage. How could he not be angry? The sports car that even he found heartbreaking was called trash by Su Han, and he really smashed it as if it was garbage!
This was a two-million-yuan car!
The people around all had their mouths agape, and it took them a while to react. This seemed like a dream. Was Su Han not joking after all? Did he really just smash a car that was worth two million yuan?
My god!
At this moment, the looks they gave Wu Hongwei were mixed with both sympathy and mockery. They originally thought that by hiring a professional expert, he would win the beauty.
But who would have thought that not only did he fail to get the girl, but he also lost a million in cash and a two-million-yuan sports car. It was hilariously pathetic.
Ignoring the pig-slaughtering screams of Wu Hongwei, Su Han had already left with Qiao Yuman.
All the way, Qiao Yuman was overflowing with excitement, humming songs and in an extremely good mood.
