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I Deliver Food in a Lamborghini

# 1V1 # MUTUALAFFECTION # BIZARRE Nan Ge had been thinking about trading her Lamborghini for another car, but she seemed unable to pool more than a few grand together. Nonetheless, as she cajoled and sweet-talked, her brother found her a great job that was brimming with a sense of responsibility: Galactic Guardians of the Stomach, otherwise known as food delivery service. But on the first day of the job, as she drove on with much grit and resolve against the snow, she arrived at the luxury district, making a delivery to Shen Yanqing. *** Shen Yanqing was a legendary magnate in Huai City, but he tended to keep a low profile. Partners often described him as a cool deity with a kind appearance — affable on the outside, but utterly ruthless in reality. Nonetheless, he met a girl he thought well of at their first meeting. He thought there was no chance for them to meet again, but one day, he opened his door to find her familiar figure standing outside. "Good evening, Mr. Shen! I am a delivery person from Irelyn's Diner. Have a pleasant meal!" Shen Yanqing presumed her to be a poor student working part-time to pay for her tuition fees, which was why he kept giving her business... Until one day, he needed to leave the house but his car broke down. After she found out that he had something important to do, she exclaimed, "I have a car!" Shen Yanqing was wondering how he was going to turn down a ride on her electric scooter, only to see her whip out her car keys and press a button. Nearby, the lights of a Lamborghini worth five hundred grand flashed. "Why are you spacing out? Get in!" "..."

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編輯: Henyee Translations

It was not like Nan Ge had never seen the world before.

No matter how nervous she was, she could not really show her fear in front of the other party.

Her brother had always taught her this since she was young.

For example, when she was forced to perform on stage when she was young, she rejected it and was a little afraid.

However, her brother said that she had to go up even if she was afraid. If she wanted to cry, she would have plenty of time to cry after she got off the stage.

"So you're Mr. Nan Zhengning's youngest daughter."

Mr. Shen's voice was not loud when he spoke. Like Shen Yanqing, he was gentle.

When she spoke, Mr. Shen would look at her with a smile and listen attentively.

Mr. Shen's hair was completely white. Unlike her father, who usually clamored to pull out a few strands of white hair, Mr. Shen did not seem to care about appearances at all and allowed time to leave a mark on him.