Yu Qiao Qiao felt... Chen Yan could bring her surprises every day.
No, that's not right... It should be said that he brought her shocks.
He was just like her, someone who went to the convenience store for instant noodles, so how did he suddenly transform into a wealthy second-generation?
Yu Qiao Qiao got off the car in a daze, and as she followed Chen Yan towards the Porsche 4S shop, she asked, "Are you really a rich second-generation?"
Chen Yan nodded and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "Yes. My family... is a local demolition household from Qin Island."
"And it's also from a demolition household near Mai Island."
"You understand?"
Yu Qiao Qiao shook her head, "I don't understand."
Chen Yan: ...
Chen Yan was a bit exasperated, "Then you must at least know the most expensive places on Qin Island in terms of housing prices, right?"
Yu Qiao Qiao shrank her head and said weakly, "The topic of housing prices... It's too far removed from me."
Chen Yan: ...
Okay.