"That seemingly unremarkable guy actually owned a Ferrari?"
"Could he be a second-generation rich kid?"
"Being able to drive a Ferrari worth millions definitely meant his family had money."
"Hey, can I add you on WeChat?"
Those three bridesmaids instantly surrounded him.
"Sure, sure, sure."
Surrounded by several bridesmaids, Guo Haoran glanced at Chu Chen with great satisfaction.
It was as if challenging him: see, money is the ultimate power; now these girls have abandoned you and come to me.
Because Chu Chen had effortlessly opened the door just now, Guo Haoran felt utterly humiliated and therefore came to resent Chu Chen.
Now, upon hearing that Chu Chen was merely a deliveryman,
he felt even more disdainful.
Finally, the crowd descended the stairs.
The bridal party was stunned at the sight of the luxury car fleet below.
"Oh my goodness!"
"Rolls-Royce!"
"Ferrari?"
"Aston Martin?"
Looking at the luxury cars, these bridesmaids were almost blinded.
