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Qin Xiaoyuan had already imagined a series of melodramatic television plotlines.
Qin Yue, on the other hand, was completely clueless as she followed them into the building.
In the elevator, the atmosphere was quite serious for a while; not a single person spoke.
Ji Ruyun couldn't help but let out a sigh as well.
She wasn't foolish; she knew Chen Cang definitely couldn't afford such a car. Not to mention the Porsche itself, but what about that license plate, "Dong A66666"? Is it something money alone could secure?
With this thought, Ji Ruyun, no matter what, felt a bit of a sigh escape her.
Little Chen was pretty good, wasn't he? It was all fine today... What's going on now?
The family reached their floor, each lost in their own thoughts.
To be honest, neither of them had really eaten well tonight.
The taste at Kris's was not bad.
But compared to Little Chen, what was that meal worth?
