992: C992 Very Proud

C992 Very Proud

"Scram!" Lin Fei shouted.

Shen Bao's three bodyguards immediately ran.

Shen Bao lowered his head and silently left.

In the process of his departure, he did not dare to look at Lin Fei.

Zhang Qingya put her arm around Lin Fei's shoulder and walked into Wan Sheng Hotel.

A middle-aged woman and a middle-aged man were standing in front of the hotel. Their eyes landed on Zhang Qingya and Lin Fei.

Zhang Qingya's petite mouth whispered into Lin Fei's ear, and she introduced him in a low voice:

"The man who was looking at us was my father, Zhang Chengxiang. The woman who was looking at us was my stepmother, Ding Jaimei."

Just as Zhang Qingya finished speaking, Zhang Chengxiang and Ding Jaimei had already arrived in front of Lin Fei and Zhang Qingya.

"Qingya, who is this?!" Ding Jaime glanced at Lin Fei and his gaze finally fell on Zhang Qingya.

"He's my boyfriend, his name is Lin Fei." Zhang Qingya pressed her delicate body close to Lin Fei's as she confidently said.

Zhang Chengxiang and Ding Jiemei looked at Lin Fei at the same time.

When they saw that Lin Fei's clothing was not a nameplate, their faces instantly turned cold.

"Lin Fei, may I ask what do your parents do?" Ding Jaime stared at Lin Fei with disdain and contempt in his eyes.

"My parents are peasants." Lin Fei replied in a neither humble nor haughty manner.

Lin Fei did not feel that his parents were peasants and felt inferior. On the contrary, he was very proud.

Lin Fei's answer obviously stunned Ding Jaime and Zhang Chengxiang.

Then, Ding Jaime walked in front of Lin Fei and Zhang Qingya, grabbed Zhang Qingya and pulled her to her side.

"The most important thing for humans is to have a clear understanding of their own abilities. A poor competition is equal to a poor competition, do you understand?" Ding Jaime shot a cold glance at Lin Fei, his voice full of disgust.

"Auntie, I forbid you to say that about my boyfriend." Zhang Qingya's pretty face turned cold as she said angrily to Ding Jaimei.

"Qingya, Auntie did it for your own good." Ding Jaime looked at Zhang Qingya and spoke in a tone that was as good as mine.

"Zhang Qingya, how did you talk to your aunt?" Zhang Chengxiang glared at his daughter and sternly reprimanded her.

"Dad, I have the right to choose my own happiness." Zhang Qingya retorted.

Zhang Chengxiang frowned and shook his head.

"Do you know what happiness is? "Being rich is not necessarily a happy thing, but being without money is definitely not a happy thing." Zhang Chengxiang said.

In Zhang's view, Lin Fei's parents were farmers.

Lin Fei definitely did not have any money.

Since Lin Fei had no money, he could not give his daughter, Zhang Qingya, any happiness.

"Little farmer, be sensible. Stay away from our house and don't dream of eating swan meat, toad." Ding Jaime stared at Lin Fei as his words became more and more unpleasant to hear.

"Auntie, I don't need you to care about my matters!" Zhang Qingya's voice suddenly became a lot louder.

At this moment, Zhang Qingya only thought of one word: power.1

Her father, Zhang Chengxiang, and her aunt, Ding Jaimei, were too influential.

So what if Lin Fei's parents are farmers?

Is it because Lin Fei's parents are farmers that Lin Fei is inferior to others?

"Zhang Qingya, don't be so impudent." Zhang Chengxiang's face was so gloomy that it looked like water was about to drip out of it.

Seeing that Lin Fei had no intention of leaving, he became more and more disgusted with Lin Fei.

The children of a peasant, dreaming of his daughter together.

It was simply wishful thinking.

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