School Beauty Brings Me a Bottle of Water on the First Day of Military Training

She Wants to Set Up Ye Chen and Su Ningshuang

"Since Lao Liu didn't recognize what kind of supercar it was, he stood there checking his phone for a long time before finding out the model of the car," Ye Chen's roommate corrected.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire dorm instantly changed—becoming extremely awkward.

Zhou Haoran's face turned visibly red.

This time, he was truly embarrassed!

The supercar they were discussing wasn't his Porsche 718 but a Ferrari SF90.

Although both were sports cars, the difference between them was immense.

Not to mention, the difference was evident just from the price.

Porsche 718, eight hundred thousand.

Ferrari SF90, more than five million.

A Ferrari SF90 could buy six or seven Porsche 718s.

"Cough, cough. Are you sure your friend didn't make a mistake? Are you sure it's a Ferrari SF90?" Zhou Haoran asked, unwilling to give up.

"Yes, I'm sure. He sent me a photo—take a look."

Although they couldn't recognize specific supercar models, they could definitely tell the difference between the Ferrari and Porsche logos.

Everyone gathered out of curiosity, and sure enough, it was indeed a Ferrari, not a Porsche.

Looking at the photo, Zhou Haoran was utterly embarrassed.

"A Ferrari—now that's a real supercar."

"A Ferrari SF90 worth over five million... I'm so envious."

Looking at the Ferrari in the photo, Ye Chen's roommates sighed.

Suddenly, Zhou Haoran's Porsche 718 didn't seem so impressive.

The Porsche 718 couldn't compare to the Ferrari SF90—they were simply not in the same league.

"The kind of person who drives a Ferrari SF90 definitely isn't ordinary—maybe it's a teacher or a professor at the school?"

Zhou Haoran said stubbornly, trying to save face, "A regular student could never afford such a supercar."

At this point, hearing the discussion, especially about the Ferrari SF90, Ye Chen got a little curious about whether it was his car, so he walked over as well.

"What a pity we can't experience what it's like to ride in a Ferrari."

"Yeah, such a shame."

Ye Chen's roommates lamented.

Just then, an unexpected voice interrupted, "That Ferrari—it's mine."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire dorm fell into dead silence.

Hmm?!

Instantly, everyone's eyes focused on Ye Chen.

What had they just heard?

Ye Chen said that Ferrari SF90 was his?

Their ears must be playing tricks on them.

"Ye Chen, did you just say that Ferrari SF90 is yours?" Zhou Haoran asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, why?" Ye Chen replied casually, tossing the car key from his pocket onto the table.

To be honest, it was a bit uncomfortable having a car key in his pocket for the first time.