"Yes, what's up?"
Lisa gave a smug smile, her face radiating pride as she caressed the hood of the Aston Martin. "Jealous?"
Looking at that punchable face, Xia Liang couldn't help but sigh. Why did she have to come over?
His hand silently slipped into his pocket. He then pulled out the car key and pressed the button.
BEEP! BEEP!
The car unlocked, and the Aston Martin's headlights flashed.
Lisa, who was sitting on the hood, was startled. She lost her footing and tumbled to the ground, looking utterly pathetic.
The car owner?
"You... that key?"
Xia Liang feigned surprise and patted his chest. "You scared me! For a second, I thought I'd parked my car somewhere else. Didn't you say your dad gave you this car?"
Upon hearing this, Lisa felt her face burn crimson. "This... this car..."
She stuttered, at a loss for words. Xia Liang suddenly found the whole situation pointless.
