About fifteen minutes later, a black Lamborghini sports car, full of sleek lines, slowly made its way over.
As the Lamborghini approached, instantly, everyone's gaze turned in its direction.
There was no helping it; the car was too cool, with its smooth lines and color, clearly a luxury item at first glance.
The entire car looked very comfortable to the eye.
Even those who knew nothing about cars could tell at a glance that this was not a cheap vehicle.
Slowly, the black Lamborghini came to a stop behind the Rolls-Royce.
As soon as the car stopped, the doors immediately opened, and three girls got out.
One of the girls, with her hair in a ponytail, looked at Wang Hong with excitement:
"Wang Hong, your car is amazing, it's so comfortable to sit in!"
After speaking, as if she realized something, her expression froze, she saw Li Xiaomeng not far away.
Seeing Li Xiaomeng, the girl's face turned embarrassed, she slightly turned her head away, seemingly a little ashamed.