When the brand-new black Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared in the bustling city, it immediately drew people's attention.
Although there are many wealthy people in Huadu and million-yuan cars are common, people still gaze at a Rolls-Royce with envy and amazement.
The little gangster girl's eyes lit up as well; she had always dreamed of becoming a rich and beautiful lady, marrying a nouveau riche, and riding in a luxury car.
So, when she saw the Rolls-Royce, she desperately wanted to know the owner and even fantasized about the owner stepping out, talking to her, and arousing the envy of the onlookers, allowing her to hold her head up high and bask in their envious glances.
But the little gangster girl was only daydreaming; up until now, the best car she had ridden in was worth just a few hundred thousand.
"Hey, look, a Rolls-Royce!" the little gangster girl poked Lin Hai's arm, excitedly saying.
"You get this excited over a Rolls-Royce?" Lin Hai said with a smile.
