The trunk space is ample, so everything will fit.
However, there's one problem; Ye Xiaomo struggled a bit when climbing up.
"Xiao Fei, this car is too high, too hard to climb." Ye Xiaomo said with a flushed face, "It damages my image."
Well, this means he doesn't like it.
"Alright, let's take a look at regular sedans," Ye Fei thought to herself, wondering why this little guy at such a young age cared so much about image.
They checked out shop after shop, listening to salespeople explain the merits of their cars.
Although they always replied with "I'll consider it," the salespeople maintained a pleasant attitude, giving them business cards and encouraging them to reach out with any questions.
As they left one shop, Ye Xiaomo spotted a sports car through the window.
"Xiao Fei, look, that sports car is so cool!" Ye Xiaomo exclaimed, reaching out with his little hand through the glass window.
Ye Fei didn't expect Ye Xiaomo to like such flashy things at such a young age.
