While chatting and laughing, the waiter served the fragrant dishes on the table.
Since the racing competition they participated in, their relationship had become much more familiar, and the meal was filled with laughter and conversation without any sense of awkwardness.
This meal wasn't expensive; even with the tip, it was just under two thousand bucks.
After Mu Wanqing paid, she chuckled lightly and said, "Junior, let's go!"
They walked together to the parking lot, and from far away, Lin Xian could see Mu Wanqing's car.
No choice, the Lamborghini is quite eye-catching.
In terms of appearance, it is much cooler than his Ferrari 812.
Seeing him sizing up the car, Mu Wanqing smiled and asked, "How is it, junior? Want to buy one too?"
Lin Xian shook his head and said, "It is indeed cool, but I don't like it that much. I'll buy a few more Ferraris first, and then aim to buy a LaFerrari by the end of the year."
He buys things purely based on his first impression.
