"You're quite popular! So many people are asking for your contact info."
"They're all guys. Don't tell me you're getting jealous too, Nan?"
Lin Shen chuckled, wrapping an arm around Qin Yuenan's slender waist before leaning in to whisper in her ear.
"Nan, why don't you try driving it?"
"…"
Qin Yuenan hesitated for a moment, but finally, under the astonished gazes of many men, she slid into the driver's seat of the LaFerrari.
A cool beauty and a Ferrari—only a true connoisseur could appreciate the wonderful perfection of that pairing.
VROOOM—!
As Qin Yuenan slowly drove the LaFerrari away, many of the men couldn't help but shoot looks of envy toward Lin Shen.
Although everyone living in Jiayu Pavilion was either rich or powerful, there were still different levels among the wealthy.
Those with assets at the Audi A8 level, for instance, couldn't possibly compare to a super-rich heir like Lin Shen, who could afford a forty-million-yuan sports car.
