After all the insults had been hurled, Qian Yuang was dumbfounded the next second.
How could Zhan Qipei be here?
"Wow! So handsome! Oh my goodness! Where did such a handsome guy come from?"
Upon seeing Zhan Qipei, the cheeks of the girls on the street blushed with infatuation, their eyes shone brightly as if they could light up as bulbs.
"Did you see? He got out of that Maybach!"
"This is a true high, rich, and handsome man! This lady is so lucky to have so many outstanding men chasing her! Aren't you envious?"
"..."
Xu Moqian heard what these women were saying, most of it praising Zhan Qipei, and barely any for him. What, just because he didn't drive a luxury car, he wasn't high, rich, and handsome? That was because Qiao Jing preferred a low profile, so he kept it low key, driving an ordinary car worth over a million.
Back in his university days, he used to drive a dazzling red Ferrari, a rich young master who was second to none.