"Damn, look at this interior, and is that red wine? Is this an '82 Lafite?"
As soon as he got into the car, Ye Jianying began rifling through the items in the vehicle.
"Don't touch anything!" Jiang Chen glanced at Ye Jianying through the rearview mirror and barked.
"What do you mean don't touch anything? This is our own Ye Family car; everything in it belongs to us! What right do you, a lousy driver, have to tell me what to do?" Ye Mother spoke with a look of contempt.
Jiang Chen frowned, "This is my car."
"Ha, really think you're one of us, huh? Driving a Ye Family car and acting like it's yours? Have you looked at yourself? Do you think you're worthy of such a car?" Ye Jianying mocked scornfully.
A cold glint flashed through Jiang Chen's eyes, about to retort when his expression suddenly changed.
Boom!
A roaring sound erupted ahead; there had been a car accident. A Rolls-Royce Phantom had flipped over, its engine emitting black smoke with sparks flickering.
"Ah!"
