"Mmm!"
Tong Huaer covered her mouth and looked at Zong Beili inexplicably.
"Use these cars to practice! My woman can't drive a broken car!" Zong Beili held her domineeringly and said happily.
A broken car?
Although other cars are not as upscale as these, they are not considered broken cars.
Just as Tong Huaer was about to speak, Zong Beili seemed to know what she was thinking and looked down at her. You drive one car a day!"
So that she wouldn't be able to pick one for another hour!
"Buy them all home? Do you have a place to put it?" Tong Huaer said speechless.
Zong Beili frowned and nodded, "That makes sense!" Then he took out his phone and said, "Just buy a parking lot!"
"...
Tong Huaer snatched his phone, afraid that Zong Beili would go crazy and buy all these cars back, forcing her to drive one a day.
It's too shocking!
Seeing that zong beili insisted that she choose a car from here, Tong Huaer had to reevaluate the cars and look at them. His eyes were attracted by a white sports car.
"This one? Tong Huaer, why do you always like such a tacky thing? The model is already out of date!" Zong Beili was not satisfied with the car she had chosen and said coldly to the manager, "Who told you to put such an outdated thing here? Did I say I wanted to buy antiques?"
"Here, Master zong......"
The manager wiped away his cold sweat awkwardly.
"Zong Beili, didn't you let me choose? I want this one." Tong Huaer tugged at Zong Beili's clothes.
In fact, she chose this car specifically. It was already high-profile enough to drive a sports car. She didn't want to be so ostentatious anymore. This car was quite decent.
"You like this?" Zong Beili didn't agree with her aesthetic standards, but seeing tong Huaer nod, he didn't say anything and shouted coldly at the manager, "Write the bill!"
When he got back, Zong Beili lost his car and got in the passenger seat of tong Huaer's car.
"Tong Huaer, are you sure we can get home at this rate tomorrow morning?"
Zong Beili's cold handsome face tensed up, resisting the urge to leave tong Huaer in the car and drive by himself.
"I... I'm already driving very fast." The first time he drove on the road, Tong Huaer's hand shook until now.
"Oh? Ten yards, it's really fast compared to the disabled!" Zong Beili mocked him without hesitation.
"Then I told you I'm not going to buy it. You insisted on letting me buy it. Now you're disgusted with my slow driving. I... Zong Beili, don't talk to me..."
She was already struggling to drive, and this man was always distracting her with his words. Tong Huaer bit his lips and concentrated, not noticing the sudden drop in the handsome face of the man beside her.
"Tong Huaer, step on the gas." A man's deep voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Ah? I... I stepped on it." Tong Huaer didn't notice anything was wrong.
"I told you to step on the gas!" Zong Beili's voice suddenly grew louder.
Tong Huaer turned his head to look at him, and his consciousness stepped on him!
The sports car sped up and rushed out. At the same time, the car behind it sped up. Zong Beili pulled the corner of his lips coldly, took out his cell phone and casually dialed a number.
"Zong Beili, what happened?"
Tong Huaer finally noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. He held the steering wheel nervously and looked at the road ahead with his eyes wide open.
Fortunately, it was late at night and there were no cars on the street. Otherwise, with her skills, she would have had an accident.
"Someone's following me." Zong Beili said disdainfully.
"What? Follow up?!"
Tong Huaer's eyes widened in astonishment, and the car suddenly veered off.
Her relationship with Zong Beili must not be exposed by the paparazzi, or they would all be affected.
"What are you panicking about?" Zong Beili steadied her steering wheel and said in a calm voice, "Keep driving. Don't worry about anything else!"
Tong Huaer's nerves were all tensed up as he looked straight at the road ahead and drove straight ahead.
After a crossroads, Zong Beili's phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and said four words coldly, "The one behind."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black suv suddenly rushed out. Tong Huaer saw it from the corner of his eye and screamed in horror.
But the car didn't hit her car, it turned behind her car and went straight after them!
"Bang!" There was a loud crash in the streets late at night.
"Stop the car!" There was a murderous tone in the voice of all the men around him.
"... Tong Huaer stepped on the brake subconsciously.
The screeching brakes sounded and the sports car stopped. She was panting heavily on the steering wheel, and the fear in her eyes lingered for a long time.
"Bang!" Zong Beili got out of the car and slammed the door.
Tong Huaer was stunned and saw him walking towards the crash from the rearview mirror. A few men bowed respectfully at him, and a few luxury cars were driving around.
Tong Huaer narrowed his eyes, unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and ran towards zong Beili.
Zong Beili's method was simple and crude, and he smashed their car into pieces. The people inside had already been dragged out and kneeled on the ground, with several cameras thrown aside.
"Young master Zong, I checked it. I took three photos, but none of them were clear."
"Unclear?" Zong Beili frowned and squatted down in front of a bleeding paparazzi with a sneer on his lips. How about training your courage?"
"Young master Zong, I was wrong! I was the one who took the money out of my head to pat you. It was your woman who made me do it!"
The reporter was so scared that he was about to wet his pants and confessed before he could wait for the interrogation.
"What did you say?" Tong Huaer looked at the reporter in astonishment.
Zong Beili frowned, glanced at child Huaer, turned his head and said coldly, "Which woman?"
Tong Huaer: ..." Well, he has too many women.
"It's... It's her!" The reporter pointed at Tong Huaer.
"Me?" Tong Huaer frowned at the reporter.
There was a moment of subtlety in the atmosphere. Zong Beili's men were all looking at her. Ye Shen frowned and looked at tong Huaer with a glance.
Did Miss Tong want to expose his relationship with young master Zong and improve his reputation now?
"Her?" Without even turning his head back, zongbei gave a cold laugh and kicked the reporter over, "Women all over the world want to expose their relationship with me, but she's not there! Have you ever seen a woman who went out with me like a thief?!"
"...
Tong Huaer was stunned.
Looking at the reporter who was violently beaten up by zongbei, she came back to her senses for a while. It seemed that she didn't have to explain.
"Ah!" Paparazzi screamed in the street, "Young master Zong is really her! It's her! Ah! She ordered her friends to come to me and gave me fifty thousand!"
"Wait!"
Tong Huaer ran over, and zongbei suddenly withdrew his fist, pursed his lips and stared at Tong Huaer, almost hurting her!