Whether it was from the words of Jiang Weiyang and Cheng Jie or the reactions of the surrounding people, Murong Qiao could tell that no one seemed to think that Driver Number 10 was a good choice.
"There's no need to withdraw it." Murong Qiao rejected Cheng Jie's suggestion.
"But…" Cheng Jie frowned and wanted to say something.
The surrounding people also shouted and expressed their opinions.
"Little Miss, it's better for you to listen to them. Number 10 is really unreliable. It's better for you to bet on anyone than Number 10."
This voice was not the only one. Murong Qiao's bet almost spread like wildfire. Soon, it spread among the crowd.
At some point in time, Xin Qingxue, who had been pestering Shen Xi, also came over. When she saw that it was Murong Qiao, her eyes lit up and she walked over to greet him.
"Young Miss Murong, what a coincidence to meet you on such an occasion." Xin Qingxue smiled and waved.
