Ye Xiaofei wanted to open his eyes to confirm, but he didn't dare. He was afraid this was a dream, a dream that would end as soon as he opened his eyes.
"Screech—"
Suddenly, a harsh sound of car brakes erupted, shattering Ye Xiaofei's beautiful dream.
Damn it! Who disturbed Lord's beautiful dream? I was not done enjoying it yet!
Ye Xiaofei cursed inwardly and opened his eyes to see Lin Qianxi already standing up, her face still flushed with a shy redness.
This was not a dream! This was real! Ye Xiaofei's heart swelled with joy. But which little bastard had screwed up his good fortune?
Anger surged in Ye Xiaofei's heart, and he looked up.
It seemed that it wasn't just one little bastard who had disturbed his good time; there was a row of five cars parked not far away, all of them luxury vehicles. Especially the lead stretched Bentley, its elegant body reflecting the sunlight, was almost blinding to look at.
