Xu Ke felt quite frustrated by Lin Mengyao's refusal to let him carry her bag, and Lin Mengxi, buzzing around like a fly, didn't help, making his head hurt. "You're mistaken. This car isn't rented; I bought it."
"You're lying. Just look at your own pockets; they're cleaner than your face. Where would you get the money to buy a Ferrari?" Lin Mengxi loudly retorted in disbelief.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Leaving these words, Xu Ke felt a rush of satisfaction when he saw Lin Mengxi's reaction, just as he had expected. The newly purchased Ferrari sped away under everyone's gaze. Whatever the people outside might think, inside the car, Lin Mengyao had already retracted the smile she had earlier. "What's wrong?" Xu Ke noticed Lin Mengyao's discontent but didn't know the reason.
"How much did this car cost?"
"Four million seven hundred thousand."
"Did you use up all the lottery winnings to buy the car?"
"Yeah, why?" Xu Ke asked, puzzled.
