Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"The friendship between Fu Yicheng and me, how can he bear to ignore me, don't worry, it's fine." Fu Yicheng is not here, Chu Feng can say whatever he wants, and it is obvious that Wen Qian's credit is now something else by him. A meaning.

Fifteen minutes before the game, Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian arrived late.

Fu Yicheng had already changed into his racing suit, and Wen Qian took his helmet off his arms.

"You guys are here, here is the map, take a look quickly." Chu Feng hurriedly put a piece of paper in front of Fu Yicheng.

Fu Yicheng didn't even look at it, the man with a beer belly pushed away the two women beside him and walked over.

Wen Qian had already dressed in red to please Fu Yicheng, but not only was her face not suppressed by the red, but it made her temperament even more noble.

From the moment he saw this woman, the man with a beer belly suddenly felt that the two women in his arms were ugly, and the desire in his eyes was undisguised: "Hello, my name is Du, may I ask what your name is?"

Seeing the fat hand stretched out towards her, Wen Qian didn't want to talk to her, a hint of danger flashed in Fu Yicheng's eyes.

The man with a beer belly didn't realize it, he didn't know Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian's identity, so he didn't know that the two standing in front of him were Master Fu and Mrs. Fu.

He simply thought that it was the foreign aid and wine hostess that Chu Feng had invited.

However, the appearance and momentum of this foreign aid did not look like ordinary people.

"Boss Du, she is my wife." Fu Yicheng blocked Boss Du's view.

Wen Qian took two steps back to greet Meng Xiaoran.

Boss Du's expression changed instantly, so what about his wife?What better way to follow a racer than him?
But Fu Yicheng had already blocked Wen Qian, and Boss Du had no choice but to focus on him: "You are the foreign aid that Chu Feng invited? You look weak, and your racing skills are not worse than Chu Feng, right?" ?”

Fu Yicheng's figure was covered by the racing suit, but it definitely had nothing to do with weakness, but compared with Boss Du, there was indeed a gap.

In Boss Du's world, his figure is the standard figure.

"Say it again!" Before Fu Yicheng could speak, Chu Feng became impatient, and there was a trace of pity in his anger.

"What can you do to me if I say it ten times again? Little boy, let's discuss it? Give me your wife and I'll give you a racing car, how about it?"

Originally, Fu Yicheng didn't want to care about the fat pig who was chattering in front of him, but he dared to put his mind on Wen Qian.

"Mr. Du, are you kidding me?"

For some reason, Boss Du was frightened by Fu Yicheng's eyes, and then forced himself to calm down in the next second. He was just a racing driver, and he couldn't do anything to him if his eyes were scary.

"Who are you kidding? Or do you think the price is not enough? I can add more." He can accept such a stunner if the price is a little higher.

Fu Yicheng shot suddenly, no one could see what was going on, Boss Du let out a scream, and his right hand was broken off.

It's still the kind of fracture that can't be connected well.

No one reacted, Boss Du howled several times like killing a pig, and it was almost as if he didn't faint from the pain.

He rushed forward to fight back, but Fu Yicheng kicked him to the ground without even touching the corner of Fu Yicheng's clothes.

Chu Feng couldn't help but light a candle for Boss Du in his heart. He hasn't seen Fu Yicheng make a move in many years. This Boss Du is really playing tricks.

After teaching Boss Du a lesson, Fu Yicheng's eyes fell on Chu Feng: "Even such a person can't win, you really are going back as you live."

"It's not him who compares me."

Just after finishing speaking, a high-spirited man walked towards him, Chu Feng suppressed the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "The person who compares with me is him."

The piercing pain in Boss Du's hand came out one after another, but the culprit and Chu Feng ignored him completely.

The double blow of body and mind made Boss Du almost go crazy, he pushed away the foreign aid he had invited, and stood up with the support of two barmaids, staring at Fu Yicheng with sinister eyes: "Do you know who I am? How dare you hurt me!"

Fu Yicheng took two steps back, obviously he didn't want to be lowered by Boss Du in front of him, what's the point of saying this after he's already broken?
Boss Du's staff reminded in a low voice: "Boss, let me call an ambulance, your injury..."

"What's the name of the ambulance? Isn't there a doctor at the scene?" Just as he was talking, the doctor arrived and quickly diagnosed and treated Boss Du.

Fu Yicheng didn't take Boss Du seriously at all, and looked at the person Chu Feng said was going to compete with him today: "When will it start?"

"What's the beginning, brat, don't even think about leaving today!" Boss Du picked up his cell phone, called someone, told the situation here, and smiled obsequiously.

Chu Feng looked at Boss Du with mentally handicapped eyes. From his appearance, he must have found a backer, but he didn't know if the backer could save him.

Fu Yicheng was not in a hurry, walked up to Wen Qian and sat down, and gave her the helmet in his arms. Wen Qian's body holding the helmet was especially eye-catching.

Meng Xiaoran wisely ran to Chu Feng's side.

"Why did you discount his arm?" Although Wen Qian felt very relieved, she was afraid that it would cause trouble to Fu Yicheng. After Boss Du made the phone call just now, she seemed to have more confidence.

"I was kind enough not to break his other arm as well."

Wen Qian couldn't help laughing, and leaned on Fu Yicheng's shoulder, she liked the way Fu Yicheng protected his shortcomings.

Boss Du looked at the woman with green eyes, who didn't know good or bad. When he came home, let's see how arrogant this little boy is.

Not long after, the long-awaited home of Boss Du finally arrived.

Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng looked over for the first time, and it turned out to be a grand scene.

Sheng Jing didn't want to take this trip, but Boss Du said it was serious on the phone, so he came reluctantly. He didn't expect to see Wen Qian here.

However, before he could greet Wen Qian, he was blocked by Boss Du.

"Mr. Sheng, are you here? We must teach this brat a lesson today!"

After speaking, he looked at Fu Yicheng filled with righteous indignation, and whistled at Wen Qian frivolously.

Wen Qian didn't look at him, she was playing with the helmet in her hand, Fu Yicheng saw it, and the cold aura on her body became heavier, full of killing intent.

The only one who faced everyone in the audience was not Wen Qian.

Sheng Jing pointed at Fu Yicheng uncertainly: "You said he was the one who broke your arm?"

Boss Du didn't pay attention to Sheng Jing's daily life, and he wanted Sheng Jing to help him snatch Wen Qian over: "It's him, just a little racing driver, I want his wife to save him face, who knows..."

Before Boss Du finished speaking, the other arm was broken by Sheng Jing, making up a pair of useless lumps hanging down on Boss Du's sides.

The hog-killing cry rang out again, and Boss Du's subordinates were stunned. Didn't Sheng Jing come to support Boss Du?

Wen Qian was attracted attention.

After dealing with Boss Du, Sheng Jing asked for a tissue, wiped his dirty hands, and walked up to Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng as if nothing had happened: "Long time no see, I didn't expect Master Fu to be interested in racing. "