Wei Jinlian's idea was that since she couldn't compare to Su Ningshuang in terms of looks and figure, the only reasonable explanation was that Ye Chen was willing to abandon Su Ningshuang for his money.

"Brothers and sisters, believe me."

“I am a wealthy heiress from the capital.”

Wei Jinlian held up the Koenigsegg car keys in her hand and shouted in a very aggrieved manner.

To make it seem authentic, Wei Jinlian even managed to squeeze out a few tears, putting on an extremely convincing performance.

Upon hearing Wei Jinlian's words, everyone present couldn't help but shake their heads.

This time, even more onlookers left.

Upon seeing this, Wei Jinlian was even more bewildered.

What's going on?

Why have so many people left? There were originally dozens of people watching here, but now it seems there are only a dozen or so left.

Moreover, even these dozen or so people were whispering to each other, and some even turned around to leave.

"Don't go! Isn't it obvious to me? Ye Chen is only with me for my money."

Wei Jinlian shouted loudly.

Watching Wei Jinlian's performance, Ye Chen and Su Ningshuang couldn't help but laugh.

After dinner, watching a play is a good idea, to keep you from getting bored.

Unfortunately, while Wei Jinlian's acting skills were good, she lacked intelligence.

"Stop pretending."

"Sister, your excuse is even more outrageous and ridiculous than the last one."

"Exactly! You're saying Professor Ye is with you for 'money'? Is there a more ridiculous excuse than that?!"

"Even if you want to slander Professor Ye, can you at least come up with a reasonable reason that we might even have the slightest possibility of?"

"First Professor Ye was after your looks, then he was after your money. You're incredibly confident."

The remaining onlookers couldn't stand it any longer and began to criticize Wei Jinlian.

What do you mean?

Wei Jinlian frowned and asked the crowd a question.

It's one thing for everyone to say that her figure and looks can't compare to Su Ningshuang's; in front of Su Ningshuang, she does feel somewhat ashamed.

But now that she's saying Ye Chen is with her for money, what's wrong with that?

She's really rich!!!

To be more precise, it's because her older brother is very rich; he's one of the wealthiest men in Beijing.

I've already used a Koenigsegg as proof, it's a car worth over 30 million, why do these people still not believe it?

"What's the meaning?"

"You drive a Koenigsegg, so you're certainly rich, but that's compared to us ordinary people. If you compare yourself to Professor Ye, you're still poor!"

"The last time I saw Professor Ye, he was driving a Bugatti Veyron, which is equivalent to two of your Koenigseggs."

The remaining people argued against Wei Jinlian, allowing her to "die in peace."

"What?"

Wei Jinlian was dumbfounded.

This Ye Chen drives a Bugatti Veyron?! Are you kidding me?!

"How could he be so rich? I don't believe it."

Wei Jinlian shook her head.

"Don't believe me?"

Seeing Wei Jinlian say this, Ye Chen did not refute it, but slowly took out his car keys from his pocket.

"Huh, a Bugatti car key?"

"No, this isn't a Bugatti Veyron key!"

Wei Jinlian immediately noticed the problem.

Ordinary people wouldn't recognize or distinguish a Bugatti car key, but Wei Jinlian does; she can identify it.

One of her friends owned a Bugatti Veyron, and she borrowed it a few times, which left a deep impression on her.

Now that she saw the car keys in Ye Chen's hand, Wei Jinlian was absolutely certain that they were not the keys to a Bugatti Veyron.

"You drive a regular Bugatti, right? I bet my Koenigsegg is about the same."

Wei Jinlian said in a sarcastic tone.

"The key I have isn't for a Bugatti Veyron. I got tired of driving that Bugatti Veyron a while ago, so I switched to a Bugatti Night Voice today."

Ye Chen answered calmly.

As soon as Ye Chen said this, the scene fell into absolute silence.

Bugatti's Night Sound?!

That top-of-the-line supercar, one of only one in the world, with a price tag exceeding nine figures?!

The onlookers stared at Ye Chen in amazement. As expected of Professor Ye, he was so approachable and down-to-earth!

I didn't drive a Bugatti Veyron today, but I drove a Dark Night Voice that's even cooler than a Bugatti Veyron.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Wei Jinlian.

Wei Jinlian stood there, her toes clenched, extremely embarrassed.

The Bugatti Night Sound—isn't that a legendary car that only exists online?!

Why is Ye Chen driving that?!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, you must be lying, how could you possibly own that Bugatti Night Sound?"

"I remember seeing a news report a long time ago that the Bugatti Night Sound had been bought by a foreign celebrity."

Wei Jinlian kept shaking her head, still stubbornly refusing to believe Ye Chen's words.

Wei Jinlian shouted:

"If you're so capable, then drive your car out here."

Ye Chen glanced down at the understated Patek Philippe; it was almost time.

"Old Zhao, bring the car over here for me, we should go."

As he spoke, Ye Chen tossed the car keys in his hand to a passerby who had just arrived.

"Yes, President, I'll go right away."

After saying that, "Old Zhao" quickly ran towards the parking lot of Shanghai University.

This Old Zhao is from the Shanghai branch of Ye Chen Ye Shen Invincible Supercar Club. He came over to check on things because he saw the club president here.

As soon as he arrived, before he could even say hello, the president ordered him to do something.

However, being able to do something for the chairman, especially driving a legendary car like the Bugatti Night Sound, Old Zhao had no complaints whatsoever. On the contrary, he was extremely excited and grateful to the chairman for giving him this opportunity.

"Tch, still pretending..."

Wei Jinlian pursed her lips, still not believing that Ye Chen was the only current owner of the legendary Bugatti Night Voice.

"Even if you hire actors, it won't make a difference."

This time, neither Ye Chen nor the onlookers spoke; they simply watched Wei Jinlian perform in silence.

Talk is useless; facts will prove everything.

Time flew by, and a few minutes later, a roar unique to supercars rang out.