Huang Tingting looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.
With Wang Fan's current net worth, does he still care about a Bentley? It's simply ridiculous.
In her eyes, this father and mother's behavior was very childish.
Just when she was about to stand and watch Wang Fan slap her in the face, Wang Fan lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't learned how to drive, so I don't know how to drive."
Huang Tingting was stunned when she heard this.
Doesn’t this look like Brother Fan’s style?
But soon she figured out that Brother Fan must have looked down on her face and didn't bother to argue with her parents, so she bowed her head like this.
Thinking of this, Huang Tingting felt moved in her heart.
Although she really had no feelings for her parents, Wang Fan's behavior still warmed her heart.
"How old are you? You can't even drive a car? How dare you pursue my Tingting and marry into my Huang family?"
Xue Guirong looked at Wang Fan's performance, her eyes became even more sarcastic, and she turned on the venomous tongue mode again.
Wang Fan almost couldn't help but kick him over again.
Damn it, who said that Wang Fan is going to marry into his wife? Even if he is marrying into his wife, will he marry into the Huang family?
Huang Tingting's face also turned ugly. She also felt that her own mother was really hateful.
Huang Fugui was secretly happy in his heart, but on the outside he kept a straight face, "Guirong, how do you talk? If you don't know how to drive, you don't know how to drive. Why do you talk so much?"
He was very polite and said, "In that case, let me drive."
"Okay." Wang Fan nodded, opened the door and sat in the back. At the same time, he called Huang Tingting, "Tingting, come here."
Without any hesitation, Huang Tingting immediately followed and sat in.
Xue Guirong's face turned ugly for a while.
She originally thought that Wang Fan was embarrassed and she dared to get in the car before she opened her mouth, but she didn't expect that Wang Fan got in the car first. This made her original plan of arranging Wang Fan to go to the passenger seat in vain.
In desperation, she could only sit in the passenger seat.
"Wow, Bentley, it feels so comfortable to sit here." After Wang Fan got in the car, he grabbed Huang Tingting's little hand with one hand and squeezed it randomly on the leather seat with the other hand.
"Oh, is this leather real? It must be very valuable. Wow, there's also a refrigerator. It's so high-end."
Phew.
Huang Tingting couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wang Fan's strange performance.
She knew in her heart that Wang Fan was not doing this to please others, but to make her relax.
"Brother Fan, please stop making trouble." In desperation, Huang Tingting could only whisper to Wang Fan.
But no matter how low her voice is, there are only four people in the car, so who can't hear her?
Huang Fugui and Xue Guirong had black lines on their faces, especially looking at Huang Tingting's pretty reddish face, they directly thought that the two were flirting.
While waiting for a red light, Huang Fugui couldn't help but take out his cell phone and sent a few messages.
Wang Fan used his mental power to scan the message content, and a trace of amusement flashed across his lips.
This Huang Fugui is really nothing. Not only did he want to use the so-called Mr. Mei to slap him in the face, but he also wanted to give him a blow at the door of the hotel.
His heart can be killed!
More than an hour later, the Bentley stopped in front of a magnificent hotel.
In order to show off his awesomeness, Huang Fugui did not even stop the car himself. Instead, he gave the key to a security guard and asked the security guard to help him park the car.
Seeing the fawning smile on the security guard's face and the respectful title of Mr. Huang, Wang Fan felt like a mirror.
After getting off the bus, the group walked towards the hotel.
Originally Huang Tingting was holding Wang Fan's hand, but when Huang Fugui glared at her, she couldn't help but let go quickly.
They had just arrived at the door and before they had time to go in, a middle-aged man in his fifties hurried over with two tall guys.
"Cousin, cousin." The middle-aged man in his fifties called Huang Fugui with a flattering expression and asked, "By the way, who is this blind person who dares to pester our Tingting?"
ah?"
"Our Tingting is also harassed by dogs and cats? He is not afraid of being hit by a car when he goes out?"
While this guy was speaking, his eyes were already looking at Wang Fan. The moment he saw Wang Fan clearly, his expression changed instantly.
Wang Fan was also slightly startled, with a hint of teasing on his lips.
There are so many places in life where we don't meet each other. He also didn't expect that the uncle who gave up his seat would actually have such a relationship with Huang Tingting.
It's just that he doesn't understand. Since this guy is related to Huang Fugui, does he still have to squeeze in the bus?
Huang Fugui did not notice any abnormality in the expression of the uncle who gave up his seat. On the contrary, he was quite satisfied with the performance of his distant cousin.
Originally, he didn't like this distant relative at all, and usually ignored him. If it weren't for the purpose of showing off to Wang Fan, he wouldn't bother to contact him at all.
Huang Tingting glanced at the uncle who gave up her seat, and then at the two gangsters behind him. Although she was disdainful, her face was still ugly.
She didn't expect that her own father would have such a dark side.
Huang Fugui saw that his goal had been achieved and was about to wave his hand to smooth things over. Wang Fan had already taken the lead and said, "Why, do you have any objections to me pestering Tingting?"
He looked at the uncle who gave up his seat with a playful smile, "Did the slap I just gave you not hurt enough, so that you forgot about it even after two hours?"
He pointed at the two gangsters and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, where is the guy named Binzi? Why didn't he come? Why are there only these two Hengha Second Generals?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, that guy's hand was broken by me. He probably went to the hospital now, right?"
After saying these words, not only the uncle who was seated looked ugly, but also the two gangsters, and even Huang Fugui and Xue Guirong looked equally ugly.
Their expressions were as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly. They seemed to have never thought that they had shot themselves in the foot.
Before Huang Fugui and Xue Guirong could react, Wang Fan shouted again, "Get out, otherwise don't blame me for sending you to accompany that Binzi."
After hearing this, the uncle who gave up his seat was still hesitating, but the two gangsters behind him could no longer bear it and ran away.
Looking at their rapid speed, it seemed as if they wished they could grow two more legs.
Huang Fugui and Xue Guirong's expressions were even uglier. This is so embarrassing.
The uncle who gave up his seat looked at Huang Fugui's gloomy face and knew that he had screwed up today's matter. If he stayed any longer, he would probably be asking for trouble. He hesitated for three seconds, then turned around and left without saying a word.
His heart was also shattered. He also did not expect that the person his cousin asked him to show off to was actually Wang Fan, who slapped him before.
Damn it, you can almost win a lottery ticket, right?
"What kind of skills can you plan? This is the era of power and money. Money speaks for itself. You can't conquer the world with just a pair of fists. No matter how hard you fight, if you fight to death, won't you be just a bastard? You have no future!"
Although Huang Fugui looked gloomy and said nothing, Xue Guirong couldn't help but mutter.
Wang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to her, and just smiled and said nothing. Soon, the four of them entered the hotel and arrived at the reserved box.