Zhang Yuanhao believed that there were very few girls who could resist the temptation of a limited edition Ferrari supercar.
This tactic had never failed him, and he had already successfully bedded several school beauties.
He believed that Ye Chuxue would be no exception.
But just as he was eagerly anticipating, Ye Chuxue just smiled at him and shook her head.
"Thanks, but I have my own car. No trouble needed!"
Ye Chuxue's smile was sweet, yet it had a coldness that kept people at a great distance.
Zhang Yuanhao looked around, somewhat surprised, and asked, "You have a car?"
Ye Chuxue smiled, nodded and said, "Yeah, wait a moment, I'll go get it!"
Five minutes later, Ye Chuxue appeared on a beige bicycle in front of Zhang Yuanhao and the others.
Zhang Yuanhao's eyes widened, completely dumbfounded.
"Sister Chuxue, you must be joking, right? Is this what you call a car?"