"No, you didn't let me down!" Yan hugged Ye Chen, chuckling softly, "Even if you never regain your memory, I'll never be disappointed. Because, you'll always be my pride!"
A glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, then immediately returned to normal.
Yan personally led him out; Ye Chen's little Oto's front had been completely deformed. Looking at the car he painstakingly bought now in this state, Ye Chen felt truly heartbroken. Although there's a temporarily-owned BMW parked in the Number One Villa, that car is too eye-catching once taken out. Ye Chen prefers to stay low-key. A small Oto blends in traffic without anyone paying attention, but a bright red BMW in the flow guarantees a hundred percent head-turn rate.
"How about we just scrap the whole car?" Yan suggested, "I'll get you a better one later?"
"No!" Ye Chen shook his head, saying, "I don't want to live off others. Hehe, though it's a bit broken... it can still be repaired!"
