Lu Yaobing didn't say anything and quietly got into the car.
Song Xiaodong's family has more than ten cars, not a single one worth less than ten million.
Zhang Yanhong looked at Lu Yaobing's cold attitude and couldn't help rolling her eyes.
"Come on, it's not even your car, what are you acting so high and mighty for?" Zhao Wenyu said to Zhang Yanhong.
"Hahaha."
President Li was driving, Zhang Yanhong sat in the front passenger seat, and Wang Fang, Zhao Wenyu, and Lu Yaobing sat together in the back.
With one glance, Zhao Wenyu spotted the necklace on Lu Yaobing's neck, and the bracelet and watch on her hand.
None of them were cheap; pick any one of them and it would equal a year's salary for the three of them.
Lu Yaobing came from an ordinary family, and these things weren't bought by her; they were gifts from Song Xiaodong's wives for her birthday last time.
