Xing Chen’s car was parked right at the front door.
As he walked over, he pressed the car key to unlock it.
The car beeped twice. Then came the click of the car door unlocking.
Ran Xiangsi was following by his side, glancing at his vehicle in passing. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt
A Maybach Landaulet, conservatively estimated to be worth 3 million Federation Coins, roughly 20 million RMB...
Was she seeing things correctly?
Luxury cars of this level, aren’t they exclusive to the West Continent? They almost don’t exist in Xi Country...
Ran Xiangsi’s eyes widened, she couldn’t help but take a few more looks, realizing that the car indeed seemed genuine.
million, just for a small car with four wheels?
Ran Xiangsi felt her worldview was being refreshed once again.
A bad premonition slowly started to raise in her heart. Ran Xiangsi awkwardly turned her head, looking at Xing Chen, "Um... you, you wouldn’t really be a noble from the Southern Federation, would you? But you don’t look like a mixed-blood at all, seriously..."
Ran Xiangsi suddenly remembered, she had heard Xing Chen and Li Guoliang mentioning something about the Wilson family before. It seemed pretty powerful?
Xing Chen’s face wasn’t good to begin with, and now hearing her unintentionally spoken words, his handsome side profile immediately turned ashen.
Regarding his appearance... this was also a hotly discussed topic within the Wilson family.
He was a Sino-British mixed-blood, which was a tradition in the Wilson family, to marry across countries.
He inherited his mother’s beauty and his father’s handsomeness, and perhaps because he only had one-quarter Southern Federation blood, his hair and eye color looked more like those of East Continent people.
Only his facial features were more three-dimensional and profound.
Exceptionally handsome...
Xing Chen remained silent for a long time, his demeanor seemed to become a bit gloomy. Ran Xiangsi paused, pondering that she didn’t seem to have said anything wrong, right?
Could it be that she said he didn’t look like a mixed-blood, that’s why he got angry?
Ahem! Considering he just helped her...
A girl can bend and stretch...
Ran Xiangsi cleared her throat, moved a few steps closer to Xing Chen.
"I was wrong just now, you really do look like a mixed-blood! Look at those deep eyes and contours, look at that tall 1.87-meter figure! Absolutely the most handsome among mixed-bloods!"
She was trying hard to please him.
Xing Chen came to a conclusion in his heart.
The heart that was somewhat lost a moment ago, revived once again because of her flattering words.
A faint, indifferent smile curved at his lips. Xing Chen stepped forward, placing both hands on either side of Ran Xiangsi, leaning against the car body.
Between him and her, an exclusive little space was easily encircled.
Ran Xiangsi didn’t expect to be trapped in an instant. Her back was against the Maybach Landaulet, and both sides were blocked by Xing Chen’s hands. Was she just car-donked?
Every cell in her body started to be on alert.
"What are you doing?" The smile on her face and the flattery in her eyes disappeared in an instant.
"What’s your relationship with Feng Zilun?" he asked, without thinking.
Even Xing Chen himself didn’t anticipate he would ask such a trivial question?
Ran Xiangsi didn’t know what he intended, nor did she plan to seriously answer him, "Same department seniors, can’t you tell?"
"Do you like him?" he pressed closer to her, those eyes that could almost see through one’s soul tightly locked onto her clear eyes.
To Ran Xiangsi, his sudden closeness brought an overwhelming male aura, enveloping her instantly.
A lot of things called reason in her mind quickly unraveled.
"Wh-what does that have to do with you?"