Huang Ying arrived soon after, carrying a fruit basket with her.
When she reached Ruiyi Garden, Huang Ying stared at the villa before her and compared it to the address Chu Feng had sent her for quite a while.
She had never expected Chu Feng to move here. It seemed he really had become rich. Thinking of her own family, she felt bitter and downcast again. Was she really worthy of Chu Feng?
Looking at the fruit basket she had brought, she felt almost too embarrassed to take it out.
Whatever. As long as Chu Feng likes me, that's enough. If I don't fight for it, I'll probably regret it for the rest of my life!
Having quietly made up her mind, she rang the doorbell.
The door opened quickly.
"Ying'er, you're here! Why did you bring something too?"
As soon as the door opened, Chu Feng took the things from Huang Ying's hands and held her hand.
Looking at the tall, handsome Chu Feng before her, she felt that he had become even more dashing and stylish than before, with more presence than the domineering CEOs in Korean dramas. Yet when he looked at her, his eyes were still filled with tenderness and affection.
Chu Feng also looked happily at Huang Ying.
Huang Ying wore a white short-sleeved chiffon off-the-shoulder top today. Her smooth black hair draped over her alluring shoulders, while below she wore a plaid miniskirt with black stockings that showed off her straight, slender legs. On her feet were delicate white sneakers. Since Huang Ying was nearly 170 centimeters tall, she looked quite well matched standing beside Chu Feng.
Her adorable big eyes beneath her airy bangs looked happily at Chu Feng as well. Even the air seemed to radiate an aura that would make single people spit blood.
Holding Huang Ying's hand, he led her inside. Huang Ying was also stunned by the villa's lavish interior decoration.
"Hello, Uncle. Hello, Auntie. Hello, Grandma."
The moment they entered, Chu Feng called out loudly.
"Dad, Mom, Grandma, Ying'er even brought you fruit."
"Oh, Ying'er is here! You came all this way, why bring something? Don't spend money like this next time, understand?"
As soon as she entered, she obediently greeted everyone.
His parents and grandmother were also delighted with this future daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law.
Huang Ying also helped his mother bring all the dishes to the table.
The more Mom looked at Huang Ying, the more she liked her. She was pretty, polite, and had none of a spoiled young lady's temper. She was tall too, a perfect match for her son.
The meal ended amid this harmonious atmosphere.
At noon, after resting for a while, Grandma went to take a nap, while the other four took a car to the auto market.
When they arrived at the auto market, it was still packed with people. There were people buying cars, looking at cars, and, more accurately, looking at car models everywhere.
As they entered the exhibition hall, the enormous space was filled with display platforms of all sizes.
Geely still had the grandest display—Binrui, Boyue, Emgrand...
They passed the Dongfeng Fengshen Mengshi. That thing was truly fierce; just looking at it got the blood pumping...
But was BMW giving away wives with their cars?
The fabric on those car models barely covered the important parts, making the people taking pictures around them scratch their heads in frustration...
Looking at Mercedes, there wasn't anyone sitting on the hood either...
Next came Audi, Volkswagen, and other brands.
But Chu Feng had come for supercars today. His father and mother wanted to look at Volkswagen, so Chu Feng said nothing and took Huang Ying to check out the supercar exhibition hall at the very back.
Following the signs, they arrived at the supercar exhibition hall. This year's Hailing Auto Expo had really spent big, inviting quite a few supercar companies. But they were probably only here as a courtesy, since each booth basically had only one or two cars.
The sight of those sports cars made Chu Feng's blood surge. After all, every man had a supercar dream in his heart.
Still, despite being supercars, this was not some top-tier metropolis. There were no truly elite supercars here; most topped out at a few million.
The first car that caught his eye was a McLaren.
It had a mostly white body with black accents, dart-shaped headlights, and a smiling front grille. It was a convertible sports car.
"Hello, could you introduce it to me?"
Upon arriving at the McLaren booth, Chu Feng directly asked the salesperson about the car.
The salesperson was shrewd too. She had only been here to promote the brand, and it was truly difficult to actually sell one, considering these cars all cost several million.
Seeing Chu Feng dressed in high-end clothing, the Patek Philippe men's watch visible on the wrist Huang Ying was holding, and such a pure, beautiful female companion at his side, she knew there might be business today.
After all, people who were merely looking would only stand outside like everyone else and keep taking pictures. Anyone who asked questions at least had the intention to buy, right?
"Hello, sir. Let me introduce it to you."
The salesperson bent slightly and invited Chu Feng closer to inspect the car on display, then explained its performance in detail.
This eye-catching sports car was the McLaren 600LT Spider.
It had a 3.8T, 600-horsepower V8 engine, 600 horsepower, a seven-speed dual-clutch transmission, a top speed of 324 km/h, and could accelerate from zero to one hundred kilometers per hour in only 2.9 seconds.
It had a hardtop convertible roof, and its highly technological all-carbon interior was visible inside. Opening the butterfly doors and sitting in the driver's seat, he found that the genuine leather suede seat was also a carbon-fiber seat. It could be adjusted, and it felt truly comfortable to sit in.
The more he looked, the more he liked it. Though it could not compare to the flying cars on Planet Taibo, it was still the kind of thing that sent a man's adrenaline soaring.
"How much is this car?" Chu Feng asked directly from the driver's seat.
"The on-road price is 4.3 million," the salesperson quoted smoothly.
"Mm, fine. It's not expensive. Bring the contract. Can I drive it away today?" Chu Feng asked.
"Yes, yes! I'll call the manager over immediately..." The young saleswoman was overjoyed. Clacking away in her high heels, she ran off, and Chu Feng was honestly worried she might fall.
The bystanders around them began discussing it too. No one knew where this rich guy had come from, but he had bought this luxury car the moment he arrived to look at it. Their gazes toward Chu Feng held envy and admiration.
Only then did Huang Ying come back to her senses. How could he buy a car worth several million just like that? It had only been a few minutes.
"Chu Feng, aren't you going to think it over?" Huang Ying asked hesitantly.
"It's fine. I liked it, so I bought it. Later, if you see one you like, I'll get you one too."
Chu Feng squeezed Huang Ying's hand and spoke softly.
"I don't want one!" Huang Ying's sudden outburst left Chu Feng stunned.
"Sorry, I..." Huang Ying realized that she had overreacted and apologized softly...
"It's fine. I didn't think it through."
Chu Feng also realized that although he and Huang Ying were dating, giving her such an expensive car really was inappropriate. It would make it seem like Huang Ying was only with him because she was materialistic.
Chu Feng wanted to say something else, but the salesperson returned with the manager.
The manager had not expected that business would come knocking when the exhibition was nearly over. He hurriedly came with the contract prepared.
Seeing that the customer did not even have a place to sit, the manager quickly told the salesperson to make arrangements.
"I'm sorry, sir. The salesperson was too careless."
"It's fine, it's fine. Bring the contract. I'll pay. I still need to look at other things," Chu Feng hurriedly cut off the manager's attempts to persuade him. He still had to help his parents look at cars; where would he find so much time?
He casually swiped his card, and this McLaren 600LT
became Chu Feng's.
"Handle the remaining procedures first. I'll look around some more."
"Of course, Mr. Chu. We'll process everything for you as quickly as possible," the manager promised.
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