No one knew how Xin Mingxu doggedly followed them, but somehow, the group heading to the home furnishing city inexplicably gained one more person.
This Second Young Master of the Xin Family was very enthusiastic, and he was more than happy to lend a hand: "Heave-ho! These items are too heavy, let me help you carry them. To the car, right? Do you have enough space in your car? If not, you can put them in mine?"
He had followed in his own car, a sports car worth five or six million trailing behind Han Yue's newly acquired car, barely over a million. The sight was strikingly beautiful.
Half an hour ago, in the car.
"Xin Group's Xin Mingxu... To be honest, the name rings a bell," Han Yue expressed her puzzlement to Lin Luqiu, "I've heard this Second Young Master of the Xin Family has a reputation for being dissolute and isn't as capable in business as his elder brother. Such a person becoming friends with President Fu? I'm starting to question President Fu's judgment of character..."