Huo Xingzhou stretched out his long fingers and waved them in front of her, "What are you looking at?"
"Mr. Huo, is that Maserati Mr. Zhou's?"
Qiao Xi only knew that Zhou Yu owned a Maserati, but she didn't remember his license plate number. It was just that she seemed to have seen his side profile through the half-raised car window.
It was blurry, and she wasn't sure.
Huo Xingzhou's gaze flickered slightly, "You get in the car first, I'll go have a look."
"No need, I might have seen it wrong."
"Get in and wait for me."
"Alright then."
Qiao Xi got into the car and watched as Huo Xingzhou walked over there.
The Maserati was parked over a hundred meters away from them, in a spot that was fairly hidden. One couldn't know how intense it was inside, but the outside was shaking.
The car window wasn't closed tightly, leaving a small gap.
