Chen Feng felt like vomiting at Yin Chao's words.
Damn it, he behaved as if nobody knew he had a Maserati.
Was owning a Maserati that impressive?
Chen Feng thought about slapping Yin Chao to death.
Lin Xue also had no expression and indifferently said, "Thank you for your kind intentions, senior, but we prefer to walk."
"That won't do, come, come, let me give you a lift."
Yin Chao laughed.
"No need."
Chen Feng refused directly.
"Just because you say no doesn't mean it's a no. Listen, brother, you can't let such a beautiful girl accompany you in wandering the streets. That's the behavior of a pauper, it's not gentlemanly," Yin Chao said seriously.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Chen Feng couldn't bear it anymore, once, twice, but not a third time.
"What did you say?"
Yin Chao stared at Chen Feng.
