The family of Zhuang Haoran?
Zhong Qiaohui blinked.
Although in Brazil, it was apparent that Zhuang Haoran seemed to have a special affection for Gu Nuan, it still felt exaggerated for Zhuang Haoran's family to come and personally greet them.
The long red luxury car, under the sunlight, seemed to be coated with a layer of red gold light, dazzling to the eyes.
The symbol of wealth was self-evident.
Yet for Luxembourg, this country, despite its small size and population, had long surpassed the level of developed countries in terms of per capita income. It was the world's second-largest trust center after the United States, with the most private banks of any country.
The rich here should be everywhere.
Oh, and I heard there are many castles here too.
Zhong Qiaohui stood on tiptoes and seemed to see the vague shadows of many castles in the clouds, sparking endless reverie, reminiscent of medieval Europe.
After the luxury car door opened, a man got out from the back seat.
