The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Ou Jue's impossibly handsome face.
Qiao Qianmo was so happy she could practically lose her mind.
Brother Ou Jue had come to pick her up and take her home.
He really came.
Seeing Qiao Qianmo frozen in place, Ou Jue's pitch-black eyes swept over to her. His tone was neither warm nor cold as he said, "Still not getting in? Do you want me to come down and invite you personally?"
"No, no." Qiao Qianmo frantically shook her head and quickly stepped forward.
She opened the passenger-side door and got in.
What could be more satisfying than sitting side by side with the boy you like?
Finally, the passenger seat in Brother Ou Jue's car was hers.
But…
"Brother Ou Jue, why aren't you driving your Lamborghini?"
This Porsche was just a backup car for the Ou Family.
Ou Jue's exclusive ride had always been that Lamborghini...
"Sent it to the auto shop for maintenance," Ou Jue said flatly.
Oh, so that's why.
