Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

A reporter asked curiously.

Gu Yichuan looked tenderly at Yan Mengrou and said with a smile, "In order to support my fiancee!"

"Oh..." The crowd burst into cheers.

Some sharp-eyed people noticed the diamond ring on the middle finger of Yan MengRou's right hand, "Is that an engagement ring? Pigeon eggs, ah! Young Master Gu really does love to talk about young miss! "

"Aiyo, Young Master Gu, the dog food has been spilled all over the exhibition!"

"Congratulations!" Congratulations to the two of you! "

"In the future, Madam Gu will be so beautiful. You two are truly a match made in heaven, a perfect match made in heaven!"

"Miss Yan, I'm really envious of you having a boyfriend that dotes on you!"

"..."

Each model had a nameplate with the model's name written on it. Within a few minutes, the name "Yan MengRou" had spread throughout the exhibition hall and some of the media had even posted the dog food onto Weibo.

Seeing that there was nothing in front of the Hummer, Yan MengRou's smile grew wider and wider. She pretended to glance at Yan Wan carelessly, but her eyes were filled with arrogance.

Gu Yichuan had also watched her a few times, giving her a feeling of superiority.

She couldn't help but find it funny. These two people were really funny. They thought that Zhang Luo's grand show could anger her? Yan Meng Rou probably still didn't know that her precious boyfriend had yet to give up on her, right?

Suddenly, a commotion came from the entrance of the stadium.

A few men in suits surrounded a man inside.

The man was tall and straight, about 1.9m tall, taller than the men around him. His eyebrows were like swords, and his pupils were like cold pools. His facial features were three hundred and sixty degrees without a blind spot, but they were incomparably cold. His temperament was extremely threatening, as if he was a king.

"Sir, this building has thirty cars, of which …" The head of the car exhibition was personally accompanying the man as he explained in an attentive manner.

Nightfall blinked his eyes, almost falling out of his model state, and quickly regained his senses.

Why was Fu Sihan here?

Before she could figure it out, the man stopped less than a meter in front of her.

She was still not as tall as he was, and was forced to look up at him.

Even though they were still separated by two people, she could clearly feel the aura of a man, and it was filled with a strong encroachment.

Almost from the moment Fu Sihan had entered the arena, the surroundings had unconsciously quieted down. Only a few people remained to discuss in hushed voices who this handsome fellow was in order to actually be personally received by the person in charge of the motor exhibition.

"Sir, this Hummer is the best car in Field B, its capacity is …" The manager thought that Fu Sihan was interested in the Hummer and immediately introduced it.

The man turned a blind eye to the surrounding people or shock or infatuation or inquisitive eyes, with his long legs spread out, approaching late night.

He subconsciously held his breath late at night and looked unblinkingly at Fu Sihan.

He looked back at her, his eyes as still and unfathomable as ever.

She was extremely nervous. Just when she thought that Fu Sihan would say or do something to her, the man's body suddenly leaned to the side and his hand landed on an empty seat beside her.

Her slender fingers gently caressed the Hummer.

"Good paint."

"Sir, you have a good eye!" "This paint is imported from Germany."

Fu Sihan circled around Yan Wan and walked around the car as if he was carefully examining it.

Yan Wan Xin knew very well that Fu Sihan would never set his eyes on this Hummer. He had a Mai Bach which was even better than this Hummer.

Unknowingly, the people at the venue had moved from Yan MengRou's Audi palanquin to Yan Ye's Hummer.

Just as the night was beginning to doubt Fu Sihan's intentions, he couldn't hear her words. Sensory lips parted:

"Order thirty-one cars for me."

"Huh?"

The supervisor only knew that this person was a big shot whom even CEO Shang respected and did not know his true identity. When he heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief, "Sir, are you sure you want to order 31 cars?"

"You want me to repeat myself?" Fu Si's cold gaze swept over the crowd with impatience.

"Yes, yes, yes!" "I'll arrange for someone to do it!" The manager was laughing so hard that he could barely keep his eyes open. This business had entered his account. How impressive had his performance been this month? The reward could be multiplied several times!

"Heavens!" Even if I get rid of all of them, it would cost me 6 million, and I would have to pay all kinds of taxes. Also, there's a configuration as well. This 31 sets would cost me nearly 200 million! "

"Someone over there bought thirty-one Humvees!" Let's take a look and see what kind of rich and powerful person it is! "

"Let's go take a look at a Hummer, someone just bought 31!"

"..."

The B Stadium nearly exploded because of this action of Fu Sihan.

Sitting on the hood late at night, she could clearly see the commotion of the crowd and the excitement of the media. Flashlights constantly flashed as they shot out towards her, Fu Sihan, and the car.

Gu Yinchuan had initially spent a thousand gold on thirty Audi palanquins just for Yan Mengrou's shocking smile, but compared to Fu Sihan, it was nothing but an insignificant skill.

The thirty-one Hummer could buy nearly a hundred Audi palanquins.

This was the true way of spending money!

The expressions of both Yan Meng and Gu Yichuan were abnormally ugly. They did not look at each other.

Yan MengRou was afraid that she wouldn't be able to feign her respect and deep love for Gu Yichuan. If she annoyed this man who loved her face, then it would be safer to not look him in the eye.

It was as if someone had fed Gu Yichuan with a handful of flies. His heart was filled with panic, and even more so, it was filled with disgust!

He had spent so much money, and yet he was still slapped in the face!

That Young Master Fu who said he wanted to buy thirty-one sets was definitely doing it on purpose!

He was purposely going for his 30th post!

Gu Yichuan couldn't conceal the rage in his eyes as he glared at Fu Sihan.

However, it was as if Fu Sihan hadn't noticed him and didn't even give him a glance.

"Would you like to see the other cars, sir?" the supervisor asked.

"No need."

Fu Sihan's gaze lingered on Yan Wan'er for a second longer before he turned around and left.

Others might not have noticed anything amiss, but she had clearly felt the attack power of Fu Sihan's glance and the displeasure in his mood.

She … Where did I offend him again?

No way!

She didn't say anything!

The moment Fu Sihan saw Yan Wan sitting on the hood of the car, he felt that it was f * cking stupid of him to drag Arvin back to the country to make a pose for her!

The eyes of those who came to watch the show were glued onto Yan Wan'er's body!

The fall show was over.

Today's performance was impressive. The manager was so happy that he couldn't stop grinning. He called for the staff and the models to have a celebratory dinner together in the evening.

"Oh my god!"

Right now, there were only staff members and models on the field, so this staff member's exclamation was especially sobering.

The man pointed at the front of the Hummer. "How … how did this Hummer become like this?!"

Everyone hastily ran over to take a look. The Hummer's head had been painted with several deep marks.