C78 He Crashed into the Maybach

Zhou Ziyang's face flushed a mix of green and purple, hesitating to hand over his bank card with obvious embarrassment.

He knew all too well how little money was in his account; presenting the card would be utterly humiliating.

Glaring at Xia Ming with resentment, Zhou Ziyang snapped, "Xia Ming, your account only had 158,000 yuan just a moment ago. How on earth did you manage to swipe for 360