"Of course, it's a sports car. My fourth brother is so rich, how could he buy you a bicycle?"
Song Yunque couldn't suppress her laughter.
However, Gu Li calmed down. "There's no such thing as a free lunch. I cannot accept it."
"Huh?"
Song Yunque didn't expect her to refuse and subconsciously looked at Old Master Mo.
The old man stroked his grey beard and said with a smile, "Good for you, Little Pear. If you don't accept it, you don't accept it. Let Yunque take it back later."
Song Yunque widened his eyes: "Huh?"
Did he just come here to be a tool today?
Doesn't Grandfather Mo have a stance?
While silently complaining in his heart, a magnetic male voice suddenly rang out, "There's no need to return it, just park it in the garage."
Song Yunque turned his head quickly and saw Mo Shiting, dressed in a cool black suit, strode in.
"Fourth Brother!"
Gu Li turned at the sound and locked eyes with Mo Shiting.
She gave him an irritated glare and then turned her head, ignoring him.