"Bring over the car keys for that Futian whatever," Lin Tian said as he reached out his hand toward Futian Shenyi, looking at him with a calm and leisurely gaze.
Futian Shenyi's face was a mask of struggle, and he was in the midst of an intense internal conflict. His Bugatti Veyron was his beloved vehicle, probably more treasured than his own girlfriend, otherwise, he wouldn't take it everywhere he went.
Even though Lin Tian had just smashed up the rear of the car, the rest of it was still in good condition, and it could still be used after some repairs.
Of course, it would be impossible to repair such a limited edition luxury car domestically as there would be no spare parts available, but for these rich second-generation kids, arranging for repairs was just a phone call away.
While he hesitated, Ou Mengmeng and her group came down. She didn't even ask for Futian Shenyi's opinion, she just opened the car door and took the keys.
