Su Xi looked at the uncle who was working tirelessly to convince her, selling a second-hand Porsche, and said helplessly, "I just need a car to take me to and from school. It doesn't have to be particularly good, it just needs to be drivable and safe." She also looked around, "That silver Pontiac is fine."
To be honest, Su Xi would never buy a car if she hadn't found a companion for her dead car at home.
