161: C161 Which Family's Wedding Motorcade Is This

C161 Which Family's Wedding Motorcade Is This

"Uncle Zhao, what are you saying? Our family just took it with a lick of our face. If we give it to your family, won't we be licking our faces?"

Before Wang Guilan could retort, the family members who received the benefits were unhappy. Wasn't this referring to them?

"If you say so, then we won't go. What wedding banquet? Qiao Qidian banquet? If you don't lick your face, you'll be poor for the rest of your life."

"That's right. If the bus really comes, then I won't be going either. My body can't stand that kind of old hag. "

"Yeah, yeah. I remember that we still have some things to do."

A few people were in an uproar. They didn't give Zhao Faang and his family any face at all.

"Hey, don't say anymore. We are all relatives and friends. Just treat it as a joke. Drink some tea first. Feng should be here soon."

Chu Feng's mother saw this and quickly came out to smooth things over.

"Son, go and drive the car over. The bus is here. I don't want to take it."

That matter did not need to be said anymore and Wang Guilan brought it up again.

"Okay, Mom. I'll drive over immediately."

"Lili, come with me in the car later." Wang Zhong then said to Zhao Lili who was sitting at the side.

"Thank you, Brother Wang. No need. I'll take the bus with my dad." Zhao Lili smiled and apologized to Wang Zhong.

"Ok, I will drive it over first. You and uncle will come together later. It's settled then."

Before Zhao Lili could say anything, Wang Zhong hurriedly ran to the car.

Chu Feng and Shen Yue had already gotten off the highway and were waiting for Qiang Zi and the others.

"Feng, this is the county town of your hometown. It is quite peaceful and bustling."

Shen Yue's face was a little red because she was driving a sports car with a convertible. She felt much better running all the way, but she also suffered a bit.

Her hair was a bit messy and her face was red. Moreover, she gave off the aura of a professional and mature woman, which instantly made her attractive.

"So beautiful."

Chu Feng looked at Shen Yue and sighed.

When Shen Yue heard this and saw Chu Feng looking at her again, she could not help but blush. It flew up to her cheeks and made her face even redder.

"Hahaha."

Laughter was heard along the way. Qiang Zi and the others had finally arrived.

"Master Chu, this car is really exciting."

Qiang Zi and the others said excitedly.

"It's just a little expensive."

He felt a little embarrassed when he said that. The huge throttle along the way made him feel extremely comfortable. However, when he sped up, he realized that there was not much oil left.

"It's fine. It's good that everyone has arrived safely. Come on, let's go home."

Chu Feng took the lead and went to the gas station to refuel first. Ten Mercedes-Benz cars, walking in this small town, the rate of turning back was simply explosive.

"Which family is this for marriage? This car is pretty awesome!"1

"Ten cars, perfect and perfect, and they are all Mercedes-Benz cars. They must be rich."

"Why are rich people so low-key? There are no red flowers in luxury cars. I wonder which family's girl is so lucky. She must have joined a rich family."

They passed by each other. Discussions broke out everywhere. In a county town, this kind of commotion usually only happened when a family got married.

As for the nouveau riche parade, there definitely wouldn't be so many cars to show off and pick up girls.

Moreover, people with this kind of strength would probably have gone to big cities. Why would they come here?

As they slowly moved forward in the city, the more they walked, the more Chu Feng frowned. This was simply not possible. Fortunately, the main driving force today was a big G. If it was not good, it would be uncomfortable.

Finally, he slowly walked to the gas station.

The gas station staff looked at the motorcade and were shocked. Although they had seen a lot of luxury cars, it was rare to see a dozen luxury cars here.

Who knew which rich man came back to get a wife?

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