Zhonghai's suburbs.
Huating Villa.
At the entrance.
"It's been almost an hour, why hasn't uncle come back yet? So slow." Sitting under the sunshade, Xu Jiao held a cold drink, sipping it now and then, clearly showing impatience.
"Xu Jiao, nobody thinks you're mute if you keep quiet! If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. If you think it's slow, you can try driving there yourself. If you can make it back here in under three hours, then I'll recognize you as the big sister!"
Unlike Xu Jiao's unfamiliarity with sports cars, Xu Yingying herself owned a Mercedes-Benz Coupe and had been influenced by Che Wuya's Club for quite some time. Although the girl was also quite bored after waiting for nearly an hour, she was clearly not satisfied with the ignorant Xu Jiao's complaints about the slowness.
