51 God of Automobiles, Xu Xiaolan

In the red Ferrari, Xu Xiaolan drove with her petite lips tightly pursed and an expression of indifference on her face.

However, her body was trembling slightly, as if she was suppressing the urge to laugh.

An expression of resignation appeared on An Lin's face. "Laugh if you want to, why suppress it?"

"Puahaha…"

Xu Xiaolan burst into laughter with no regard for An Lin's feelings. "You just gave me permission to laugh, so don't get mad now… hahaha…"

An Lin winced slightly. "Is it really that funny?"

Xu Xiaolan extended her slim hand, which she held beside An Lin's mouth, feigning a microphone. "I'd like to interview Mr. Cuckold An. How did you feel at that time?"

"Hey hey, that's going too far… What's this about Mr. Cuckold An?"

An Lin glared at Xu Xiaolan. "Lin Wuhua and I were only in a relationship for a few days. We broke up a long time ago due to my several millions worth of debt. Cuckold? There was no such thing!"