Although they had just met less than five minutes ago, there was no real acquaintance to speak of.
Dubian Che didn't believe the other really wanted to introduce him to racing or gift him a Lamborghini for free; it was all for the sake of Jiutiao Meijie.
"I'll definitely visit your racetrack if I'm ever interested, but keep the car, a gentleman doesn't covet what others cherish."
"Alright," Ying Sida's expression showed regret, "be sure to come."
The three exchanged contact information with Dubian Che and then went to greet others.
"Why not accept it? The car Ying Sida bought costs sixty million yen each," said Jiutiao Meijie, her words laden with meaning.
"Sixty million yen doesn't even catch my eye," Dubian Che laughed as he placed his hand on her slender waist, gazing into her eyes, "I'm not with you for the money, but for something far more important."
"What?"
"Guess?"
