Huh?
The young lady's face turned as red as blood, feeling as if she had been slapped. It turned out that this man was not hitting on her; she had been posing with his car.
But the young lady had thick skin. She had just been bragging that this was her brand-new car, so being figuratively slapped in the face was merely a two-second embarrassment for her. In an instant, she put on a charming smile. Her eyes grew gentle, and in a delicate voice, she said, "So this is your car."
"Does that have anything to do with you?" Ye Xiu replied indifferently, taking out his keys and opening the door to get in.
"Oh, I didn't know this was your car. Well, how about you give me a ride home? We could have a cup of coffee or something at my place."
The young lady wrapped her arm around Ye Xiu's, the implication clear: going to her place could involve activities other than just drinking coffee...
"A loser like me is only fit to drink plain boiled water. I'd cough if I had coffee."
