C85 Show off
"It's all thanks to us that she was able to marry Fu Sihan. It's fine if she doesn't feel grateful to us, but she still came back to show off!"
"Daddy, my position as the model. . . " Yan Mengrou reminded her father unwillingly.
"Enough!" Yan Gaoqing angrily roared, "Isn't it just a booth? What's the big deal if I can't get it!"
Yan Gaoqing was still thinking about what Yan Wanwan said after she slapped him. It was not only for Fu Sihan to hear, but also for him to hear. She did not fight back because of Yaan Chenrui.
She really reminded him to treat Yaan Chenrui well. Otherwise, if Fu Sihan did anything to them in the future, she would definitely not show any mercy!
"Daddy, you are so fierce to me. . . "Yan Mengrou had been spoiled since she was young. Yan Gaoqing did not even say a few harsh words to her. When she was suddenly scolded, tears immediately gushed out.
Today, she was coldly looked at by Fu Sihan. When she saw Fu Sihan protecting Yan Wanwan, she did not take back her role as the premier model of the B match. She was even scolded by her father. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt!
Yan Mengrou cried as she ran upstairs.
"Mengrou!" Wen Xue anxiously chased after her.
When she saw her daughter crying on the bed, she only thought that it was because of Mengrou. Because of the car model incident, she persuaded, "My dear daughter, you have to look into the long term. When you marry Linchuan, you will have the Gu family as your backing. What other resources do you not have? "
Yan Mengrou stopped crying and her eyes flashed.
That's right. When she marries Gu Linchuan, she will be the Gu family's Young Madam. She will be the most favoured outsider of the Fu Family. At that time, there will be many people who will fawn over her, not Yan Wanwan!
As for Fu Sihan, if she can snatch Gu Linchuan from Yan Wanwan, can't she snatch another Fu Sihan?
. . .
After struggling in the Yan Family for a while, the sun was still high up in the sky.
The hot summer heat hit his face one after another, and the high temperature increased the pain on his swollen face.
Fu Sihan turned around and saw that the woman behind him was frowning. Her small hand was carefully covering her face, not letting the sun touch her face.
The high-profile and arrogant supercar stopped outside the mansion of Yan Family. The seagull door opened from both sides, revealing the spacious space inside and the top-class interior.
"Get in the car. "
"Eh, you changed your car?" Wanwan was surprised.
If she remembered correctly, Fu Sihan's car was a Rolls-Royce phantom. His facial paralysis often helped Chiang Yan drive a Maybach. She had also seen him use the Bentley Ou Lu before. Most of them were calm and low-profile and luxurious.
"No?" Fu Sihan walked around the front of the car and got into the car from the other side.
The three warehouses in First-class Garden were filled with all kinds of luxury cars. Those were only part of Fu Sihan's car. Men's hobbies towards cars were the same as women's love for bags. They never had the word "enough. "
Today, in order to catch up to Yan Wanwan quickly, he drove a supercar by himself.
"Of course not!" Wanwan shook her head and sat in the passenger seat. "I just feel that such a high-profile supercar is more like Director Shang's style. "
"What style is he in?" Hearing Yan Wanwan's evaluation of other men, Fu Sihan felt a strange sense of displeasure in his heart.
Wanwan blinked and hesitated for a few seconds before choosing to speak the truth, "Show-off. "
The corner of Fu Sihan's mouth curled up slightly.
He was quite satisfied with this answer.
"Don't tell Director Shang that I said that about him. " Wanwan said in a low voice. What if Director Shang was unhappy and made things difficult for her?
Fu Sihan saw through her funny thoughts. He pressed the button and the seagull door automatically opened.1
The air conditioner's cold air blowing on the swollen part of her face was very comfortable. Wanwan quietly moved her position and let the air vent aim at the swollen left side of her face.
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