"Sister Wanqing, why don't you ride in my car? You haven't experienced the luxury of a big Benz."
As Xia Wanqing had just descended the stairs, Cao Jun's million-plus Benz was already waiting at the door. He rolled down the window, poked out his head with a smug look on his face, and addressed Xia Wanqing.
"No thanks, my husband drove here."
Xia Wanqing shook her head. In fact, Ye Xiaofei had originally intended to drive his prize-win BMW, but Xia Wanqing felt it lacked prestige, so she opted for her Maserati instead!
Of course, even if Ye Xiaofei had not driven, they would never settle for a ride in Cao Jun's car to head to the Red Flower Pub.
"My gosh, Cao Jun, you're really loaded to be able to afford a big Benz like this?"
Ye Xiaofei looked at Cao Jun with disdain. A Benz is great for showing off, but if I wanted, I could buy hundreds of them.
