The car window rolled down, revealing a man in sunglasses and flashy clothes who flashed a smile at her.
"Hey beautiful, where are you headed? Need a lift?"
Seeing it wasn't Xia Liang, Qingxue's expression returned to its usual indifference. "No thanks, my boyfriend is picking me up soon."
She has a boyfriend? The flashy young man was momentarily disappointed, but he quickly rallied.
As the saying goes, if you swing your shovel hard enough, there's no wall you can't dig through. He'd hit the jackpot with this one; he couldn't just give up.
Thinking this, the flashy youth put on a generous act. "That's okay. I'll wait with you for your boyfriend, and then I can give you both a ride."
Looking at the clueless young man, Qingxue's brow furrowed slightly. "My boyfriend has a car."
"He has a car?" The flashy youth's grin widened. Perfect. That means we can compare. I can't wait to see the look on your boyfriend's face when he sees my Ferrari.
