"That's not convenient," Luo Ziling shook his head. "It's a car worth tens of millions. My mom definitely wouldn't accept it."
"There's nothing inconvenient about it. Even if you want to switch her car, it can't happen immediately. What if your mom needs to go out tomorrow?" At this point, Ouyang Feifei's tone grew serious. "Let's use my car for now, to avoid any hassle. Is that okay? What do you think is more important—your mom's safety or face? If we had been a bit less lucky today, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
As Luo Ziling hesitated, she added, "If you can't make the decision, I'll talk to your mom."
Ouyang Feifei's words left Luo Ziling speechless. In the end, he could only grumble, "Fine, let's ask her opinion."
Even as the words left his mouth, Luo Ziling knew that Ling Ruonan would definitely refuse Ouyang Feifei's kind gesture, regardless of whether it was personal or work-related.
