The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 300

As soon as Lynn finished her sentence, the crowd burst into laughter. “The f*ck! She doesn’t even recognize a Ferrari Enzo.” “So embarrassing. That’s an Enzo, a top-notch sports car! It’s a Ferrari royalty, a super sports car that’s no longer in production!” “But of course. Only a few hundred vehicles were produced in the world, and in this country, only six or seven are here!”

Listening to the crowd’s discussion, Lynn began to realize that the situation was not quite right. There were only six or seven in the country? A Ferrari royalty, a super sports car that was no longer in production? Oh no! Lynn panicked all of a sudden, and her eyes started drifting. She still said stiffly,

“I don’t believe you. My cousin-in-law will be here soon.” Lynn stomped her foot bitterly. The discussions of the onlookers had deflated her bubble a little. Across from her, the few young men simply chuckled. The owner of the Ferrari Enzo, the young man in the white shirt, said, “Okay, we’ll wait for him then. However, let’s get one thing straight, you can’t run away from the 20 million.” Lynn got a fright, and her knees began to weaken. She said awkwardly, “What broken car would cost 20 million? Are you kidding me?”

up at this time and said disdainfully,

sacred, out-of-production car. The domestic price for one unit is 40 million, and that’s only the paper price. Do you understand?” 40 million for one unit? Lynn almost staggered and hurried to

“Yeah, but of course, there are other special people who get the priority to buy it, such as the racing champion, Schumacher.” Facing everyone’s discussion, Lynn was so frightened that she could not stand still. This… This Ferrari Enzo could only be bought if the person owned more than three Ferraris? The young man across from

fright and cried, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. This car is not mine, I borrowed

be here soon, he’ll pay you!” Instantly, everyone understood the situation and started to criticize Lynn. “Just look at that.

these comments, she cried and retorted, “No, I didn’t! I’m not the kind of person you’re talking about!” However, no one believed her at all. The more they talked about it, the more vigorous they became. They condemned her thoroughly. It was just short of holding a banner over her head with the words ‘b*tch’ and ‘sl*t’. The few young men saw Lynn’s pitiful