Zhong Qing walked to the hood of the Crown car, unscrewed her lipstick cap, and wrote on the hood:
"For Sale: 100 Yuan."
After closing the lipstick cap, Zhong Qing turned with a beaming smile and said to Shen Mingzhu, "There, now it's not expensive anymore."
Shen Mingzhu: "..."
You really are a clever one.
...
"Beep Beep."
On the side of the road, Pei Yang was walking and laughing with two middle-aged men, when they heard the horn, all three instinctively turned their heads.
Shen Mingzhu poked her head out of the driver's side window, pulled down her sunglasses, and gave Pei Yang a flirtatious wink.
"Hi, handsome."
Struggling to keep a straight face, Pei Yang asked, "What's up?"
"Got time? Come over to my place, my husband won't be home tonight."
"Sure."
Pei Yang turned to wave at the two middle-aged men before walking around the front of the car to take the passenger seat.
Shen Mingzhu politely nodded to the two men on the roadside and drove away, kicking up dust.
