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"It was all thanks to us that she was able to marry Fu Sihan. Not only was she not grateful to us, she even came back to show her might!"

"Daddy, the location of my model car …" Yan MengRou reminded her father, unwilling to give up.

"Enough!" Yan Gaoqing shouted in frustration, "Isn't it just a booth? It's no big deal if we can't get it!"

Yan Gaoqing was still thinking about what he had said after not slapping Fu Sihan all night long. It was not only for Fu Sihan to hear, but also for him to hear — — she did not retaliate because of Yan Chen Rui.

She truly wanted to remind him to treat Yan ChenRui well. Otherwise, if Fu Sihan wanted to do anything to them in the future, she definitely wouldn't show any mercy!

"Daddy, you're so mean to me …" Yan MengRou had been spoiled since she was young. Yan Gaoqing had not spoken much to her before he was suddenly scolded. Tears immediately welled up in his eyes.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged that Fu Sihan had protected her late at night and not only did she fail to regain her position as the first role model, she had even been scolded by her father!

Yan MengRou ran upstairs crying.

"Meng Rou!" Wen Xue chased after him anxiously.

Seeing her daughter on the bed crying, she only thought it was because of the car model and advised: "Darling, you have to look far ahead. Once you marry Linchuan and have the Gu family as your backing, what resources will you not have?"

Yan MengRou cried for a while as her eyes lit up.

That's right, when she marries Gu Yichuan, she would be the Gu family's young mistress, the favoured grandson of the first Wealthy Class Fu family.

As for Fu Sihan, wouldn't she be able to snatch Gu Yinchuan from Yan Wan's grasp? Could she not snatch another Fu Sihan as well?

"..."

After spending some time in the Yan Clan, the sun was still high in the sky outside.

The summer heat hit him in waves, the heat intensifying the pain in his swollen face.

When Fu Sihan turned around, he saw that the woman behind him was frowning. Her small hand was carefully covering her face, preventing the sun from shining on her face.

The high-profile and arrogant line of the super run smoothly stopped outside of the Yan family villa. The gull's wing door opened from both sides, revealing the spacious space and the top quality interior.

"Get in."

"Eh, did you change your car?" Late night.

If he remembered correctly, Fu Sihan's car was a Rolls-Royce Phantom. He helped Jiang Yan drive a Maybach frequently, and he had also seen Fu Sihan drive a Bentley Continental. Most of them were calm and low-key.

"No?" Fu Sihan circled around the front of the car and got into the car from the other side.

The three cars in the First Grade Garden were filled with all sorts of luxurious cars, only a portion of the vehicles belonging to Fu Sihan. A man's love of cars is like a woman's love bag. There is never a word like "sufficient".

Today, in order to catch up to Yan Wan, he had driven a supercar.

"Of course not!" Late at night, she shook her head and sat in the front passenger seat. "I just feel that such a high-profile super run is more like the style of Shangguo [1]."

"What's his style?" A strange displeasure once again appeared in Fu Sihan's heart when he heard that Yan Wan was praising another man.

Nightfall blinked his eyes. After hesitating for a few seconds, he chose to speak the truth. "Scoundrel."

The corners of Fu Sihan's lips curled up imperceptibly.

He was quite satisfied with this answer.

"Don't tell CEO Shang that I said that about him." What if he doesn't like her, and puts on her little shoes?

Fu Sihan was able to see through her funny thoughts with a glance. He pressed the button and the Gull's Wing door automatically closed.

The air-conditioning air conditioning on the swelling on the face is very comfortable, the evening quietly moved the position, so that the vent aimed at the swollen left side of the face.