His Intuition

Seeing Nan Xing waiting at the side, Liu Xinyu pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly at her, "Sorry for taking your time. And thank you for letting me see your car. I appreciate that. Also, you have a good taste in cars."

"She didn't choose it," replied Yi Qin. "She has no interest in cars. How is it possible for her to have any interest other than money? All her cars are selected by someone else."

Nan Xing was so used to his unreasonable behavior around her that she didn't even blink because of his words but generously concurred too, "Indeed, all the cars in my garage are selected by someone else. But seeing how knowledgeable you are about cars, Miss Liu, I'm surprised. There aren't that many females who like to play with cars. At most, they would like to buy expensive, cute, and luxurious cars to drive. You seem like someone who has a certain experience with cars."