Qiao Xia, "Why buy it? Don't we have a car?"
"You like the red Ferrari, and you deserve to own it!" Mu Liang, the domineering CEO, was cool and arrogant. He felt impatient inside, wondering why she still hadn't kissed him, why she was still asking why.
Why on earth does such an intelligence-insulting word as 'why' even exist!
"I'm so looking forward to it!"
Huh, just like that?
Not even a kiss?
Hmph, I'm really angry, there's no sincerity at all.
The gold edition, luxurious Ferrari zoomed out, Mu Liang driving recklessly across the island. In no time, they reached the main road, with skyscrapers on both sides—extraordinarily modern. The design of those four skyscrapers was even more devilish, more perfect than Dubai's.
Qiao Xia's eyes were wide open.
Such a bustling feeling!!
"So modern, so bustling, is that the financial district? How many floors are there?"
