"Wedding processions with sports cars?"
Zhou Huaping showed a hint of delight, "Could it be Ding Fei arranged this?"
"How's that possible? How could he know someone who drives a sports car?" Zhang Yang said:
"It must be someone else in the community who's also getting married."
"It shouldn't be possible; I'm familiar with everyone in the community, and it's only our family getting married today."
"Maybe they prefer to keep a low profile and didn't make a public announcement," Liu Xue said:
"It's definitely not our family's wedding car fleet."
As she spoke, Liu Xue glanced down by the window; from their second-floor vantage point, they had a clear view.
What she saw was astonishing.
Not only were there sports cars, but the leading car was a Rolls-Royce!
Seeing this, Liu Xue let out a sigh of relief.
She knew a bit about Ding Fei's situation; he was just an ordinary firefighter with very limited connections.
