C729 One Hundred Thousand per Meal

The Bentley Continental GT roared to life and sped out of the parking lot.

A group of women, each with their own destinations in mind, quickly got into their cars and left, still buzzing about the incident they had just witnessed.

Kung Ting, however, stood ramrod straight in the blazing sun, seemingly indifferent to the risk of tanning her skin.

The moment Chen Zhixuan rolled down his window