The atmosphere among the crowd was somewhat frozen for a moment.
Ruan Anan secretly laughed in her heart, but her face was still full of anger: "Brother Duan, how can you say that!"
Then he looked at Jiang Wuyang with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, Yangyang, we are full today and can't take you. You can only take a taxi back by yourself."
"Oh." Jiang Wuyang responded in a low voice and casually.
Just then, a car with dazzling headlights came towards this side again.
When the car was far away, it was flashing its lights, and people couldn't see clearly, so they just looked over subconsciously. When it got closer, it switched to low beam.
The car model can be seen.
"Oh my god, a Rolls-Royce?!"
"Ber which daughter is still the means of transportation for the young master's family?!"
"Master! Miss! I'm late!!"
As the discussion became louder than before, a Rolls-Royce with a little golden man on it stopped in front of them.
A butler wearing white gloves got out of the car.
Jiang Wuyang leaned against a pillar and saw someone. He called out, "Last number 8208."
Everyone was stunned.
Wait…wait a minute, what’s going on? A Rolls-Royce?!
The amiable butler with white hair heard the voice, his eyes fell on Jiang Wuyang, and he smiled at the first sight.
"Hello, it's a pleasure to serve you."
The housekeeper walked up to Jiang Wuyang holding an umbrella, with a friendly attitude and sincere tone.
Jiang Wuyang nodded without any burden: "Thank you for your hard work."
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