Chu Xiaoyao immediately said with pride, "Yes, my uncle drives a Porsche."
Upon hearing this, Songying burst into even louder laughter and after a while said, "You know, Xiaoyao, we're old classmates. There's no need for you to boast like that. I'm not going to laugh at you. Let me tell you, in these past two years, I've seen the world, and I know all the rich people in Mile City inside out. How many Porsches there are in Mile City and who owns them, I'm aware too. There is simply no such person as your uncle."
Chu Xiaoyao felt a pang of insecurity as the Porsche was not, after all, Li Yifei's and Songying seemed to know so much; she didn't dare to retort.
At that moment, Songying patted Chu Xiaoyao on the shoulder and said with a smirk, "Xiaoyao, let me show you what kind of uncle you should be looking for." She then picked up her phone and dialed a number.
