So, under Xu Yun's lead, the couple followed him and Chen Xin to where he had parked.
From a distance, Zhang Lei and his wife spotted a pristine white Bentley Flying Spur.
Just as they were about to walk past it, Xu Yun suddenly stopped in front of the car and went no further.
"Why'd you stop?"
Zhang Lei figured Xu Yun was just like him, captivated by the car.
He chuckled. "Come on, let's go. Stop staring. Most people couldn't afford a car like this in their lifetime."
Xu Yun said, "No, we're here. At my car."
"We're here?"
Zhang Lei and his wife glanced around. All they saw were typical mid-range sedans; there weren't any cheaper-looking cars in sight.
He asked in confusion, "Where is it?"
"The one right in front of you."
"You're saying this is your car? Don't joke around. That's not..."
Before Zhang Lei could finish, Xu Yun pulled a key fob from his pocket and pressed a button.
BEEP! BEEP!
