"I've already said, even if you gave me that car, I wouldn't drive it. I can't afford to lose that much face."
Xu Xinling took the car keys that Ma Haoran handed her, with a face full of disdain, and tossed them to Tang Feng, "You'd better drive it yourself."
Tang Feng weighed the car keys in his hand, also full of disdain, "I don't like using second-hand things, especially when the previous owner is on the sleazier side, the actor type."
"You should drive it."
He said, tossing them to Han Xiaoxiao.
Han Xiaoxiao didn't react in time, and the car keys drew a beautiful parabola in the air.
It wasn't until the thing hit her on the head that she finally came to her senses.
"Ouch..."
She rubbed her head while staring blankly at the keys to the Mercedes.
A Mercedes falls from the sky, worth over a million no less, and lands on her head?
There were many actresses, female models, and even female film students on the scene, all looking at Han Xiaoxiao with envy on their faces.
