"Hmm, don't worry, I definitely won't believe what he says," Ye Tian said with a devilish smile. Zhao Xian let out a sigh of relief, but then noticed Gu Lei smiling, and was instantly taken aback—it turned out Ye Tian was addressing Gu Lei.
Right then, Zhao Xian's expression turned grim, "Mr. Ye, if you believe him, you will lose a beloved car."
"I believe that for your words, I would pay two million for a second-hand car," Ye Tian said with a light smile.
Zhao Xian's face stiffened with malice as he glanced at Gu Lei, then snorted coldly and waved his hand. The next moment, suddenly, more than a dozen men in black appeared, each holding a steel pipe, looking towards Ye Tian with cold smirks on their faces.
As he saw them approaching, Zhao Xian couldn't help but puff out his chest, full of newfound confidence, he said dismissively, "I say, Mr. Ye, I just told you so much and you agreed, now to disagree, isn't that a bit disrespectful?"
