The Canary that couldn't escape

There were many restaurants outside the amusement park, and Mo Ran and Mo Yan found a fast-food restaurant and sat down at a spot by the window.

A red Ferrari zoomed past outside, and Mo Yan just happened to catch a glimpse of the car’s rear.

"That car is really pretty," she exclaimed.

Mo Ran was sitting across from her and heard her comment. She turned her head to look and caught sight of the car’s rear as well.

"The car I saw on the bus last time looked very similar to this one," Mo Ran said.

Mo Yan nodded, "Indeed, these cars are beautiful, but only the rich can afford them."

"Sis," Mo Ran gave her a helpless look.

Though Mo Yan no longer aspired to be above others, occasionally her words still carried a tone of envy for the wealthy.

She laughed and waved her hand, "Don’t worry, I’m not going to naively daydream anymore. Besides, I’m now somewhat of a little millionaire myself, living a good life."

Gu Yixuan had given her ten million; that money was enough for her to live a comfortable life. And then there was that house, which the two of them were now living in.

Mo Ran smiled and lowered her head to continue eating.