Shen Shiqing said gently, "I know you slapped me last night; it was for someone else to see."
Yin Yue looked at the luxurious convoy today, feeling a bit uneasy.
She had seen RVs before, but today's two RVs, one was obviously the Elemment Palazzo. This RV is called "the world's most expensive mobile palace," with an average price of 400,000 RMB per square meter, not to mention the customizations like precious flooring or furniture and lighting per the owner's request.
The other RV, though not the same brand, was also clearly custom-made, costing no less than millions.
The car she was sitting in now was also expensive, a Jaguar with a market value of 7.4 million, and if she remembered correctly, there was another identical one ahead.
The car that picked her up from the hotel this morning was a Maserati worth over 20 million.
"Where are you taking me?"
Yin Yue instinctively tightened her grip on the handle above the car window, looking at Shen Shiqing with wary eyes.
