The trunk space is ample, so everything will fit.

However, there’s one problem; Ye Xiaomo struggled a bit when climbing up.

"Xiao Fei, this car is too high, too hard to climb." Ye Xiaomo said with a flushed face, "It damages my image."

Well, this means he doesn’t like it.

"Alright, let’s take a look at regular sedans," Ye Fei thought to herself, wondering why this little guy at such a young age cared so much about image.

They checked out shop after shop, listening to salespeople explain the merits of their cars.

Although they always replied with "I’ll consider it," the salespeople maintained a pleasant attitude, giving them business cards and encouraging them to reach out with any questions.

As they left one shop, Ye Xiaomo spotted a sports car through the window.

"Xiao Fei, look, that sports car is so cool!" Ye Xiaomo exclaimed, reaching out with his little hand through the glass window.

Ye Fei didn’t expect Ye Xiaomo to like such flashy things at such a young age.

And he’d picked out a Lamborghini, something she couldn’t afford even if she sold everything she owned.

This shop wasn’t tied to a single brand but seemed like a privately opened store that got dealership rights and imported many luxury car brands for a comprehensive showroom.

Just then, an Aston Martin pulled up on the roadside in front of the shop.

A young couple stepped out.

The man had a bold demeanor; his appearance screamed rich second-generation brat.

The girl was wearing a loose short-sleeved t-shirt and shorts hidden under the hem, revealing two long, slender legs, embodying the ’missing pants’ fashion style, carrying a designer bag.

She immediately wrapped her arm around the man’s as soon as she got out: "Yueyue, you’ve got a new car, how about giving me this Aston Martin?"

Perhaps because sports cars are quite eye-catching, many people around noticed them and started taking photos and videos.

The man wasn’t particularly handsome, but the girl was quite typically pretty—fair-skinned and slim, with a high nose bridge and a pointy chin.

She was attractive but lacked distinctiveness, so she didn’t stand out.

The two seemed used to strutting about, appearing to enjoy the attention.

The man replied smugly and disdainfully, "Sure, once I get the car, I’ll give it to you."

Ye Fei only glanced briefly, uninterested, pointing at the storefront, "That car is so expensive, You-know-who can break the bank and still can’t afford it. You’ve got high tastes!"

Ye Fei chuckled, flicking Ye Xiaomo’s forehead lightly: "Besides, even if you could afford a sports car, it’s not practical. A sports car has too little space. Do you know how much stuff I have to take when going out? A sports car simply can’t fit it all."

"I know, we’re not buying it, just going to take a look." Ye Xiaomo shook Ye Fei’s hand, "There’s no harm in just looking; let’s experience it a bit."

Their conversation was overheard by the couple.

The man called "Yueyue" glanced over dismissively and ignored them, thinking they were unworthy.

The girl sneered softly, "Why look if you can’t afford it? A lifetime of looking won’t afford it, and they’re just bothering others."

Ye Fei and Ye Xiaomo didn’t hear the couple’s reactions or the girl’s comment.

"Okay then." Ye Fei nodded and agreed.

The little guy was so cute; whatever he said was correct.

Holding Ye Xiaomo’s hand, they headed toward the store.

At this moment, the couple had already gone inside the store.