The beautiful woman looked at Xu Xiangbei's dazzling silver Porsche with surprise, her slender, snow-white fingers gently gliding over the car's paint, her eyes lighting up.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity: "Such a nice car, what do you do for a living? Second generation rich?"
Xu Xiangbei laughed: "My name is Xu Xiangbei, I'm a doctor, not a second generation rich."
The beautiful woman sat in the back seat with a look of enjoyment, casting a flirtatious glance: "A doctor driving a car worth tens of millions? Are all people in Jiangcheng this wealthy?"
"Isn't the beautiful woman from Jiangcheng? Actually, neither am I."
The beautiful woman and Xu Xiangbei exchanged knowing smiles, which made Ouyang Jiahui roll her eyes in contempt, thinking to herself how lewd their smiles were, like they're the same ilk.
With a look of pride, Xu Xiangbei stepped on the gas pedal, and the Porsche's engine roared like thunder, shooting forward.
