The sports car would definitely be transferred to Lin Zhenghui's name, and furthermore, Shangguan Yanran had requested the car manufacturer to build her a bulletproof behemoth of an SUV.
That way, no matter what car collided with it, the people inside wouldn't get hurt, making traveling and such much safer.
After chatting with Lin Zhenghui for a while, Shangguan Yanran went back to the hotel to rest.
Today, she was both tired and heartbroken, wishing that the injury was on her instead, so Lin Zhenghui didn't have to suffer.
Looking at Lin Zhenghui playing with his phone, tapping on the messages from the bank, Han Yue'er said to him with a giggle, "Big Young Master, I'm requesting your sponsorship, oh!"
Now, the combined assets of the Han Family didn't even come close to the 3 billion yuan Lin Zhenghui's grandfather provided.
"Done, I'll take care of you from now on."
This sentence almost made Han Yue'er ride him like a horse, if only Lin Zhenghui wasn't injured.
