"..."
Yan Xiaye looked at him, wanting to cry but having no tears, while the man looked back at her with a genteel and scholarly demeanor.
"Or do you prefer the color of this car?" Seeing Yan Xiaye remain silent for a long time, Jiang Chuan understood and took out the Black Card, looking at the stunned saleswoman and asked politely, "May I ask, where can I swipe the card?"
The saleswoman's originally somewhat stiff smile immediately turned sweet, her voice soft and extremely respectful: "This way, please follow me!"
"No, no, no!"
Grabbing the hem of the man's coat as he was about to leave, Yan Xiaye sincerely denied the prospect, not at all wanting to achieve the grand feat of spending an eight-figure sum in one day: "Come to think of it, I guess I don't like it that much anymore!"
Jiang Chuan paused in his steps, looking at her with a gentle gaze as if he didn't mind her sudden change of heart, "Alright, let's look at some others."
