Fu Yuchen noticed Lu Xiaoyou's gaze, and he made a hip-thrusting motion, the car key hanging at his waist swayed in Lu Xiaoyou's sight.
"Ferrari LaFerrari, there are only three in all of Beijing, over 30 million for the top configuration, and this is mine."
The man boasted to her, and Lu Xiaoyou glanced up with charming eyes, "Really~?"
As soon as she spoke, the man's bones almost went soft.
"Real or not, come take a ride with me and you'll know." Just as the man was about to put his hand around Lu Xiaoyou's waist, Lu Xiaoyou twisted her body, bypassed him, and walked away from his side.
Fu Yuchen was already captivated by her, as if pulled by an invisible thread, he followed Lu Xiaoyou out of the dance floor.
Lu Xiaoyou returned to her original high stool, her ordered Bloody Mary was still there, not yet taken away.
