Hearing this, Qin Ya's eyebrows shot up, and with a hint of anger in her voice, she glared and said, "You dare call me Xiao Ya? And if you have something to say, just say it, stop speaking in riddles!"
Pan Changjiang secretly took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, but inside he was still immensely resentful.
Damn it, Qin Ya the goddess was so smart back in school.
How did her intelligence plummet as soon as she entered society?
He thought his earlier words were pretty clear, meant to make Qin Ya the goddess choose!
Choosing between a young guy driving a million-yuan car, and someone like him, worth tens of billions, the prominent heir of a top-tier family, even a fool would know who to pick!
But Qin Ya?
Damn, listening to her tone, she seems to still be choosing that kid!
So foolish!
No, that's not right...
Pan Changjiang furrowed his brow slightly.
