Xiao Lijin touched his nose, wondering whether he was really Madam Xiao's biological grandson. Why did he always feel that she was quite dismissive of him?
Xiao Delu also liked this car very much. Although he was older and generally didn't drive much anymore, when Bai Qingzhu introduced it, his blood still surged with excitement.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Lijin, could you lend it to me for a drive?"
This question shocked both Madam Xiao and Pan Xueqin. What was going on?
After all, Xiao Delu was a man with a fondness for cars. If he could drive such a car in his old age, life would be worth it.
"No way!"
Xiao Lijin refused without mercy.
Xiao Delu's face turned extremely unpleasant: "I'm your father, and you won't even lend your dad a car?"
"No way!"
Xiao Lijin refused again.
Xiao Delu was about to explode in anger: "If you won't lend to me, it's fine. I'll go ask Qingzhu now whether she'll let me drive it."
