Xiao Luo gazed sternly at Su Canye and did not utter a word.
Su Canye began to feel a little uncomfortable with Xiao Luo was staring at him, so he smiled sheepishly and asked, "Err, Brother-in-law, what are you staring at me like that? You're not t-thinking of… r-raping me?"
Su Canye had a genuinely frightened expression on his face, and he even crossed his hands to protect his chest, believing that Xiao Luo was going to do it.
What? Such a damn fool!
The expression on Xiao Luo's face said it all. He was that close to actually cursing Su Canye.
Taking a deep breath, he said, "Su Canye, do you still want your Bentley back, or not?"
"Yeah, even in my dreams! That's my magic weapon to pick girls up," Su Canye replied, nodding like a chick pecking grain.
"Then get down from the car and start negotiating for that race with Lei Shijian. I don't have the luxury of wasting my time with you here at Wild Wolf Mountain. We've got to end this early and head home," Xiao Luo growled.
