Of course, among all these advantages, Su Chen's favorite is its price.
If it weren't for the price and the real wood and leather interior, Su Chen wouldn't have liked this car. The fuel consumption is too high and it's not environmentally friendly; she definitely wouldn't have bought it.
Neither of them spoke the rest of the way, but Su Chen secretly glanced at Song Ming out of the corner of her eye.
He was resting his chin on his hand, looking out the window, the afterglow of the setting sun casting a faint amber hue on his eyes.
Su Chen wondered if angels' eyes were this color too.
Song Ming turned his head in confusion: "Why are you looking at me?"
"Ah...you don't smoke?" Su Chen thought that male characters in novels should usually light up a giant cigar at times like this.
“I never smoke.” Song Ming frowned, annoyed by his wife’s neglect.
We've been married for at least a year, how come I didn't even know he didn't smoke?
Su Chen scratched her head and quickly turned her gaze to the window. As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes. She didn't know what she would say next and make people realize that it was a fake.
The driver, Mr. Chen, kindly added, "Young Madam, the young master hates the smell of smoke, so he always asks us if we smoke when he hires us."
Su Chen smiled and nodded. It seemed that the villainous boss hated smoke just as much as she did.
Song Ming turned his head away somewhat uncomfortably.
With more and more luxury cars on the road, Su Chen thought they should be almost there.
As she expected, the car stopped quickly.
Su Chen awkwardly linked arms with Song Ming (actually, Song Ming pulled her hand so she could link arms with him).
A barrage of camera flashes had been going off since they got out of the car, almost blinding Su Chen. However, she maintained a haughty and aloof demeanor with her chin held high. But a closer look would reveal that her eyes were slightly narrowed and her brows were slightly furrowed.
Song Ming seemed to sense her discomfort and quickened his pace.
Su Chen cursed the system two hundred and fifty times in her mind before the system finally spoke slowly.
System: "Why are you cursing at me?"
Su Chen: What do you think?
The system asked in bewilderment, "How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?"
"You insisted on making me do it! I almost got blinded by the flash!"
Su Chen pointed to her tear-filled eyes. Why were her eyes always filled with tears? Because she deeply hated the flashing lights!
Song Ming bent down and handed her a handkerchief.
"Wipe it off."
"Thank you." Su Chen took the handkerchief without ceremony, gently wiped the corner of her eyes, and took out a small mirror to check if her makeup had smudged.
"Not used to flash photography?" Song Ming looked directly into her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm not used to it. By the way... why are there so many flashes? This isn't a celebrity show."
Song Ming explained, "There are many reporters here today because there are celebrities as guests."
"Oh." Although Su Chen also wanted to see the stunning beauty of this world's stars, she had lost interest due to the dazzling camera flashes. Even blinking now, she could still see the flashes in front of her eyes.
Before the two could exchange more than a few words, people from all walks of life surrounded them again.
After all, the villainous boss's family is a wealthy and influential one in the city, and many people want to curry favor with him. Moreover, Song Ming's ruthless business acumen and accurate investment vision have earned him the favor of many.
Su Chen watched him effortlessly converse with these people, and when it was her turn to be introduced, she flashed a standard professional fake smile, nodding as she listened to half a sentence, thus blending in unnoticed.
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