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Jiang Chen was not in a hurry; Qin Xiaoya had already sent someone with the keys, so she would definitely arrive. If she was late, it must have been due to some issue on the road. It wasn't an urgent matter, so Jiang Chen decided not to call and rush her.
"Let's wait another ten minutes," Huang Lin insisted, and the others had no choice but to agree.
As they anxiously waited, about five minutes later, a Rolls-Royce pulled up. Anyone who could drive a Rolls-Royce was certainly not an ordinary person, especially with such a conspicuous license plate: Jing A18188.
"This Immortal Lotus Garden truly lives up to its reputation as a high-end community; there are so many luxury cars. Anyone living here must be successful," Aunt Huang Lin remarked enviously as she saw the Rolls-Royce approach.
"Don't be jealous; your son-in-law can't afford a Rolls-Royce?" someone else joked.
"He definitely can't. That Rolls-Royce must cost several million; anyone who can afford one probably has a net worth of over a hundred million," Aunt Huang Lin sighed. Her son-in-law had some money—enough to drive a Mercedes-Benz S and buy his wife a BMW 5 Series—but he was still far from being able to afford a Rolls-Royce.
"This is a customized Rolls-Royce Phantom; it must be at least fifteen million, and most people can't even get one customized. My dream car is a pink Rolls-Royce Phantom," Chen Renjing said, her eyes filled with envy.
"Chen Renjing, your red Ferrari is already impressive. I think the Rolls-Royce is too grand for someone like you," Huang Lin laughed.
"If I bought a Rolls-Royce Phantom, I'd definitely hire a driver to take me around while I sit in the back, sipping red wine and listening to music. That would be the life," Chen Renjing said dreamily. Such a lifestyle was what she considered true luxury.
As this group fantasized about the Rolls-Royce, it suddenly came to a stop right in front of them. The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and white gloves stepped out. His gaze immediately landed on Jiang Chen.
"Mr. Jiang, I apologize for being late. There was an accident on the road that caused half an hour of traffic; I couldn't help it," the middle-aged man said as he approached Jiang Chen, quickly apologizing.
Seeing this scene, Huang Lin and the others were left dumbfounded. It was quite unexpected that someone really came to deliver the keys, and they arrived in a Rolls-Royce—Jiang Chen's friend must have quite the background.
"No worries; let's go inside and take a look at the house," Jiang Chen replied.
The middle-aged man was Qin Xiaoya's driver. She had repeatedly instructed him to treat Jiang Chen with utmost respect, so he dared not be careless. Seeing that Jiang Chen did not seem upset, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went to open the door of the Rolls-Royce for him.
"You can just drive ahead; we'll walk," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"Alright," the middle-aged driver nodded. With so many people, there wasn't enough room in the car anyway, so he didn't insist further and got in to lead the way.
With the Rolls-Royce paving the way, Jiang Chen and his group smoothly entered Immortal Lotus Garden.
At Room 601 of Building Three, Qin Xiaoya's driver opened the door and led everyone inside for a tour. It was a duplex apartment spanning over 170 square meters, luxuriously decorated. Since it was meant to be a wedding home, Qin Xiaoya had already arranged for everything to be set up, filling it with an atmosphere of newlywed bliss.
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