Zhang Dongliang's face was full of smugness, but he smiled without saying a word, a picture of the modest poise of someone higher up.
Beside him, Xie Xiaoyao, with her small face lifted, bragged for him. "Everyone, just calm down, it's only an Audi A4. It's not expensive, just over 300,000, we'll just make do with it for a few years. If anyone wants to buy a car later, just come to my Dongliang, he'll give you a discount!"
"Over 300,000 and that's not expensive?"
"Little Yao, you really did marry the right person!"
"Dongliang must be the most successful of our class, right?"
"Little Yao, after we eat, let us take a ride in your car, will you?"
The whole table showered them with compliments, with the men standing up to toast Dongliang, almost lifting him to the heavens.
Xie Xiaoyao looked at Wang Xiaoya with pride and deliberately asked, "Little Ya, what kind of car did you come in?"
"We took a taxi."
Wang Xiaoya looked at her calmly, her face free of any envy.
