Wen Ya's ride was a black Grand Cherokee, looking majestic and imposing, a model rarely chosen by women, and yet Wen Ya was one of them.
"President Wen, this car must be worth quite a bit, it seems like it's at least a million in configuration, Victory Group really is a pillar enterprise here,"
At this moment, looking at the black Grand Cherokee in front of him, Lu Yu pulled the car door and sat in the passenger seat, speaking to Wen Ya beside him.
"Hahaha, there's a lot of pressure in my position. Also, brother, don't be so formal, just call me Sister Wen," Wen Ya said with a slight smile, a coquettish charm inadvertently showing in her eyes, making anyone's heart skip a beat.
"Fairy, I advise you not to tease me like this in the car, be careful or I might just pull you in for a thrill ride," Lu Yu looked at Wen Ya's rounded, perky bottom and said with a playful smile, filled with mischievous intent.
"Oh, really? But I believe you're a man with self-control, brother,"
