In the underground garage, Chu Mengyao and her sister were dressed to the nines, radiant and captivating, and Shen Yahut was no different.
The four of them were ready to head to the banquet venue.
"Ye Fan, I'm giving you the chance to enjoy the privilege of being an Emperor favored concubine. There're so many luxury cars — pick one as if you're choosing a concubine." Chu Biyao opened an exquisite wooden box containing an array of car keys, each corresponding to a luxury car.
Ye Fan glanced at the myriad of brightly colored luxury cars in the garage, which would make anyone's head spin.
"Aren't they just means of transportation? Do we need to make such a fuss over it?" Ye Fan muttered with a face full of lines of doubt, "And picking a car like a concubine, isn't that way too pretentious?"
