Chapter 272 Hold on tighter

Mu Huan didn't bother to pay attention to his jealousy, and asked something irrelevant, "Do you give your mother a lot of extra pocket money every year?"

"It's not too much. What's wrong?" Feng Tingbei was keenly aware that Mu Huan must have discovered something.

His father was away from home all year round and wandered around the world living in debauchery. He pitied his mother's miserable life and had to maintain the dignity of a large house, so he would privately give her a lot of extra subsidies.

But don't give too much, in case the mother supplements the Shen family's big-tailed wolves.

So he often gave less, giving his mother a little money from time to time, or buying some jewelry and bags to make her happy.

"Look at the watch on his wrist." In fact, Mu Huan didn't pay attention to the handsome face of the white-haired young man at all, but stared at the small part of the famous watch on his wrist.

"It's not worth anything." It's just a few million.

"That is a special commemorative model of the brand. It cannot be bought with money. Only customers have the opportunity to qualify for purchase through a lottery."

To put it bluntly, the owner of this watch must not only be extremely rich, but also very lucky.

Mu Huan was puzzled: How could such a rich man afford Shen Yunyan's three melons and two dates? The price Shen Yunyan could give him might not even be enough for his usual meal, right?

"Interesting." Feng Tingbei stretched out his hand and started driving the motorcycle, his voice suddenly sharp, "I will personally interrogate him when I get back."

Mu Huan had just sat down in the back seat with Xiao Nian Bao in her arms. She thought Feng Tingbei would say hello before starting the car, but they didn't expect that he would start the car after a disagreement, which shocked the two of them.

Mu Huan said anxiously: "Drive more carefully."

Feng Tingbei replied angrily, "Hold tighter."

Mu Huan, "..."

Next time she rides in this dog man's car, she will be a dog.

On the way out of town, Feng Tingbei's driving skills were constantly fluctuating between good and bad driving.

He braked suddenly at every turn, causing Mu Huan and the child to crash into his back.

Little Nianbao was sitting on a child seat that was temporarily installed for him. The chassis was very stable. His head was protected by a helmet, so he was not afraid of being hit at all.

Mu Huanke was miserable. Every time, he bounced off the back seat, his upper body brushed against Nian Bao's helmet, and hit the man's solid back directly.

Every time before Mu Huan could get angry, he would quickly explain:

"I thought a little black dog jumped out, but it turned out to be a black plastic bag. The street lights were too dark and I couldn't see clearly."

Then on the following stretch of road, he will drive very well.

When Mu Huan reassured him to continue driving, he suddenly braked again and gave another reason.

Repeatedly.

Finally, Mu Huan couldn't bear it and knocked on his helmet, "Stop the car and let me drive."

Feng Tingbei smiled evilly and shook his head, "Isn't it because of my poor driving skills that you 'hit' me? The worst is, I'll 'hit' you back in the future."

The word "bump" was bitten by him in an ambiguous and erotic way.

Mu Huan's face hidden in the helmet suddenly turned red with embarrassment. Her mind was filled with the violent scenes of him trying to prove that he could get her pregnant...

squeak--

Feng Tingbei braked suddenly again.

Mu Huan was so angry that all the blood in his body rushed to his face: This bitch of a man is not done yet, is he?

She was about to curse when she realized something was wrong. Their path out of the town was blocked by a group of gangsters holding iron bars.

Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, Feng Tingbei controlled the motorcycle and made a U-turn, preparing to turn back first.

But behind them, a group of hooligans also appeared with iron rods in their hands!

Feng Tingbei increased his strength and prepared to rush in. There were several gangsters holding large thick iron chains on the road. If Feng Tingbei dared to charge, the motorcycle would be tripped by the iron chains.

For a moment, Feng Tingbei's family of three were trapped in the middle of the path, unable to run or escape.

And those local ruffians were already waving iron bars to kill them without any explanation!


Chapter completed!