50: Chapter 50 Socialite Song Keyi

Just as she was about to speak, she noticed Li Luo looking at her with a strange expression.

Xu Mengjie's face instantly turned bright red, and she hurried to find an excuse.

"I haven't had dinner yet, so I'm a bit hungry."

Li Luo didn't call her out. He stepped hard on the gas, and amidst the roar of the engine...

The ferrari shot out like a white arrow released from a bowstring.

Xu Mengjie waited a few minutes and saw that Li Luo hadn't called her out.

She felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

If Li Luo had asked about it just now, she really would have died of embarrassment.

To think she actually salivated just because someone mentioned eating barbecue.

Thinking about it made Xu Mengjie feel extremely awkward.

A few minutes later.

Looking at Li Luo, who hadn't spoken, Xu Mengjie leaned slightly to the side to observe him.

It had only been a few days since they last met; how had he changed so much?

Watching him drive with one hand, his expression lazy as he gazed ahead, combined with the leaping black stallion on the steering wheel, he gave off an air of wild unrestraint.

Coupled with the roar of the engine outside, Xu Mengjie found herself staring blankly for a moment.

He was really so cool and aloof.

As her heart rate accelerated, Xu Mengjie's face suddenly felt hot. She tried hard to maintain a calm expression, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

"What are you looking at? Is there a flower on my face?"

"Ah... no, no," Xu Mengjie replied, her voice suddenly interrupted by Li Luo's. A flicker of panic, hard to detect, flashed across her face.

She took several deep breaths.

After calming her inner panic, she finally fixed her gaze ahead.

Li Luo felt it was a bit strange, but he continued following the navigation toward their destination.

Ten minutes later.

Dalian Seafood Barbecue Restaurant.

At this time, many people were gradually sitting down at the outdoor tables.

No matter the city, barbecue was a must-try delicacy for young people.

Especially on a hot summer day, having some barbecue, ordering some crayfish, and pairing it with cold beer—that's how a man lives to be ninety-nine. [Hope Yun Fan's readers can all live to 99]

One of the tables was covered with various types of barbecue and a few scattered bottles of beer.

Clearly, these people couldn't handle their liquor.

Six people were sitting at the table—three men and three women. Anyone could tell they were three couples.

One of the men, holding a bottle of beer, was saying something to the others at the table.

"Let me tell you guys!"

"I'm really not bragging. That car Nannan and I saw that day was so damn cool! We were waiting at a red light together, and my eyes didn't leave that car for a second."

The girl named Nannan picked up where her boyfriend left off and spoke excitedly.

"It really was cool, especially when the light turned green. The roar of the engine as it accelerated... just thinking about it now gets my blood pumping. I was so envious I couldn't sleep well for several nights."

"I say, you two are really in sync! How can it be that exaggerated? It's not like we haven't seen sports cars before."

"Take our company's vice president's porsche 911, for example. That's a sports car worth two million. We've encountered it so many times after work, and the roar is indeed very loud when it passes by."

"Even though we're envious deep down, it's not as exaggerated as you say!"

One of the women chimed in.

"Nannan, don't call every car you see a sports car. Some cars are specifically modified just for show, intentionally making the noise louder to attract attention."

Seeing that the others clearly didn't believe her...

Nannan said indignantly.

"Fine, if you don't believe me, then forget it."

As she spoke, she gave her boyfriend a hard kick.

...

Another woman, seeing the atmosphere was clearly off, quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright. Nannan and her boyfriend haven't bought a car before, so it's normal they don't know much. There's no need to say that. Let's eat quickly; it won't taste good once it gets cold."

Just as she was speaking, a roar of an engine approached from a distance.

Everyone eating barbecue quickly looked toward the sound.

A white supercar came into view, driving at high speed.

It was like a white-clad knight suddenly appearing in the night, tearing through the layers of darkness.

Nannan quickly stood up and said excitedly.

"That's the supercar! That's the white supercar Xiao Yang and I saw when we were waiting at the red light. Do you believe me now?"

"What kind of car is this? It feels much cooler than the vice president's porsche 911!"

A woman at the next table, heavily made up, immediately sneered.

"So ignorant. porsche 911? How much is a 911 even worth? Do you know what kind of car this is?"

Yang Li, who had just been criticizing Nannan, heard this and snapped back without hesitation.

"How am I ignorant? It's not like I don't recognize it. Isn't it just a ferrari?"

"Besides, there are cheap ferraris too! How can a 911 not compare?"

Seeing this ignorant little girl talking back, Song Keyi immediately mocked her.

"I said you're ignorant and yet you talk back. This is a ferrari sf90. If you don't know the price, look it up online yourself."

Hearing this, Yang Li glared at her and didn't speak for the moment, instead taking out her phone to check. However, Nannan was faster than her.

"My god, is it really that expensive?"

Xiao Yang leaned in curiously to take a few looks, and his eyes widened as well.

"Holy crap, the cheap ones are over five million, and the ones with better configurations are over eight million."

"A 911 really can't compare. You can buy at least two 911s for that price. How is there even a comparison?"

Everyone fell silent, with only Nannan and Xiao Yang continuing to eat their barbecue excitedly.

Seeing that she had stopped talking, Song Keyi didn't bother with her anymore.

Instead, she stared at the ferrari parked by the roadside. She also wanted to see what kind of person was driving such a car.

To see if she had a chance to get a piece of the action.

As a member of the Socialite circle, Song Keyi's goal was very clear: these super Second-generation rich were her ultimate targets.

Furthermore, she was one of the top beauties in their circle.

Beside her, Li Siqi teased.

"How, have you set your sights on him?"

"It's too early to say that. Let's wait until he gets out of the car!"

"True. And you have very high standards; ordinary Second-generation rich don't even catch your eye."

"Of course. How much money do ordinary Second-generation rich have? It's not even enough for me to spend."

"True. But why did you put on such heavy makeup today? You look like you're from the streets! Even a Second-generation rich would be scared away seeing you like this."

"I didn't want to either! You know my mom forced me into a blind date today and insisted I go. I had no choice but to dress like this to scare the guy away."

"As I expected, I got a call from my mom this afternoon. She said the matchmaker told her the guy didn't take an interest in me."

"My mom is so stubborn, she insisted on knowing why. The matchmaker had no choice but to say the guy thought I looked like a KTV hostess. My mom was half-dead with anger when she heard that."

"Hahaha..."