Qi Jun's eyebrows also furrowed, "Not a lighter? How is that possible?"
Qi Jun reached out to take the Aston Martin keys from Gao Fei's hand and examined them closely. His facial muscles twitched several times, and a shock ran through his heart. Impossible, how could Xu Hao afford an Aston Martin?
Earlier downstairs, Qi Jun had only noticed that one 47 million yuan Aston Martin. Could it be that that was Xu Hao's?
Xu Hao watched as Qi Jun's expression changed continuously and said with a wicked smile, "What, does Monitor Qi still have doubts? Don't break my keys, Monitor Qi, or even if you sold your BMW, I'm afraid you couldn't afford to compensate!"
Qi Jun's face darkened, "Hmph, Xu Hao, stop putting on this act! With your retarded look, afford an Aston Martin? I... I'll eat my socks on a live stream..."
As he spoke, Qi Jun threw the keys back to Xu Hao.
