Chapter 85 - 85: I Can’t Afford to Buy It Even If I Sell Pots and Scrap Iron

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The trunk space is ample, so these can all fit in.

However, there’s one problem: it’s somewhat difficult for Morgan to climb up.

“Cindy, the car is too tall and hard to climb,” Morgan said with a red face, “It tarnishes my image.”

That’s a dislike, then.

“Alright, let’s take a look at regular sedans.” Cindy wondered how at such a young age, Morgan was so concerned about his image.

They visited one store after another, listening to the salespeople explain the advantages of their cars.

Although they ultimately responded with consideration, the salespeople still had a good attitude, giving out their business cards and telling them to contact them anytime, and feel free to ask any questions.

After leaving a store, as they walked, Morgan spotted a sports car through the storefront window.

“Cindy, look at that cool sports car!” Morgan said, stretching his little hand and pointing through the glass window.

Cindy didn’t expect that such a young Morgan would be interested in such a flashy thing.

And what’s more, he had his eyes on a Lamborghini—something she absolutely couldn’t afford even if she sold everything, including the pot.

This store wasn’t a single-brand specialty store. It seemed to be a privately-owned, comprehensive dealership with the agency rights to import many luxury car brands.

At that moment, an Aston Martin pulled up and parked at the curbside in front of the store.

A young man and woman got out of the car.

The man had a self-important air about him, easily identified as a trust-fund baby.

The girl wore a loose short-sleeved T-shirt, her shorts hidden under the hem, revealing slender long legs as if she was playing the ‘missing-bottom’ game, and she carried a designer handbag.

As soon as she got out of the car, she immediately hooked her arm around the man’s arm and cooed, “Honey, you’re getting a new car, so why not give me this Aston Martin?”

Perhaps because the sports car was quite eye-catching, many people in the vicinity noticed and were taking photos and videos.

The man was not particularly handsome, but the girl was quite pretty to some standard—fair and thin, with a straight nose and a pointed chin.

She was pretty, but without any distinctive features, so she didn’t easily stand out.

Both of them seemed to be used to flaunting themselves in public and even enjoyed the attention.

The man said smugly and with a touch of disdain, “Alright, once I collect my new car, I’ll give tms car to you.”

Cindy glanced at them and didn’t pay any more attention, pointing at the window and saying, “That car is so expensive, even if your mom sold everything she has, she still wouldn’t be able to afford it. You sure have high tastes!”

Cindy smiled and gently flicked Morgan’s forehead, “Besides, even if we could afford a sports car, it wouldn’t work. Sports cars have small spaces and aren’t practical. Do you know how much stuff I have to carry when we go out? A sports car simply can’t fit it all.”

“I know, we’re not buying it. We’re just going to take a look,” Morgan shook Cindy’s hand. “There’s no harm in looking. Let’s go and experience it.”

The conversation between the two was heard by the young man and woman.

The man called “Honey” sneered and stopped paying attention, feeling they were beneath his notice.

The girl scoffed quietly, muttering, “Why are they even looking if they can’t afford it? They can look their whole lives and still never be able to buy it.

They’re just being a nuisance.”

Both of them hadn’t heard the reactions and the girl’s words.

“Alright.” Cindy nodded and agreed.

With such a cute kid, you just have to give in.

She held Morgan’s hand as they headed into the store.

At this time, the young man and woman had already entered the store..n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om