Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"He came to provoke you. What should you do?" Nangong Aoyue pouted at the black-faced fat man outside the window, and asked with a sly look on her face.

"Of course it makes sense. Do you think I'm the kind of bully?" Zhuo Yifan explained solemnly, and then opened the car door and got out of the car with the expression of watching his brother preaching to the big fat man. .

Nangong Aoyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and then got out of the car.

But when Zhuo Yifan got out of the car, the fat man was stunned. The guy in front of him looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he didn't recognize him right away.

"Mister, why are you robbing my parking space?" The big fat man's angry expression immediately became hesitant, his tone slowed down a little, and he asked in a deep voice.After all, people who can afford to drive a Lamborghini are not ordinary people. Those who live in the capital know who to mess with and who not to mess with.If he offends someone he can't afford, not only himself, but the whole family will be ruined as well.What's more, Zhuo Yifan still looks very familiar. Could it be that he is really one of the young masters in Beijing?Why can't I remember it?

"Are you sure I stole your parking space?" Zhuo Yifan asked calmly.

Just as the fat man was about to quibble, he saw Nangong Aoyue on the other side getting off the car, his eyes lit up immediately, and he felt astonished.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing the fat man staring at Nangong Aoyue in a daze, Zhuo Yifan didn't answer his question, raised his eyebrows immediately, and reminded him in a deep tone.

The fat man immediately came to his senses, and then looked at Zhuo Yifan suspiciously.Soon he put a layer of identity on the handsome guy in front of him--little boy!The reason is very simple, because he thinks that there is an essential gap between Zhuo Yifan's unrecognizable brand clothes and Nangong Aoyue's top fashion brand.Naturally, she would not think that Nangong Aoyue was Zhuo Yifan's forbidden home.On the contrary, Zhuo Yifan was more suspected of being a jerk, a jerk who was taken care of by a rich woman, what right did he have to ask him to drink?But the woman on the opposite side is really pretty, it's really exciting to look at!

How could the obscenity in the fat man's eyes escape Zhuo Yifan's eyes?Just for a moment, his eyes flashed, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Whose car is this?" The fat man didn't answer Zhuo Yifan's question, but pointed to the Lamborghini and asked with a look down.In his opinion, this bright red Lamborghini should also be owned by a woman, and this woman is naturally the one opposite.This little boy is at best acting as a driver.

"It's mine, what's the problem?" Nangong Aoyue frowned slightly, and asked with some dissatisfaction.The big fat man looked at him with a bit of wretched eyes, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"I'll just say it. How can such an asshole afford to drive a Lamborghini." The big fat man immediately confirmed the guess in his heart, and hummed softly at Zhuo Yifan.

"I just want to know who will pay for my car!" Nangong Aoyue asked with a cold tone, her face darkening.

Zhuo Yifan was about to speak, but after hearing what Nangong Aoyue said, he had no intention of speaking, and just waited for the fat man to continue speaking.

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