Ning Qingxue left a sentence and walked into a white Maserati parked on the roadside.,And this bumpkin in front of me, wearing a black vest, baggy trousers, and a pair of filthy flip-flops, looked utterly rustic aside from his rather handsome face.,"My grandfather had a stroke and has been paralyzed for over a month, unconscious the whole time." Ning Qingxue said with a sneer.。