"You~" Lu Hong's pretty face was livid, but she was so stunned by Ye Fan that she couldn't speak.
Finally, he snorted coldly, turned his head away, and stopped talking.
Ye Fan didn't say anything more, there's no need to be as knowledgeable as these people.
Moreover, Ye Fan can't blame others.
Their own car, whoever wants to get in the car, and who doesn't want to get in the car, that is his freedom.
At best, Ye Fan ignored them.
The reason why he came here today is not for them.
"Okay, now that we're all here, let's serve the food."
Qiu Huan yelled at this moment, and soon, the meals were served one after another.
"Quiet, happy birthday to you."
"This is a gift from me and your sister Hong Hong."
"See if you like it?"
After the food and wine were served, Lu Hong's fianc� Zeng Haitao immediately took a rectangular gift box from his bag.
After the gift box was opened, it contained the latest Apple mobile phone this year.
Qiu Huan looked at it and said quickly: "No, no, this gift is too expensive."
"Quietly, a child, how can he afford this gift?"
"Haitao, it's good that you have this intention."
"As for this gift, take it back quickly. It's too expensive."
Qiuhuan repeatedly declined.
This mobile phone costs almost 10,000 yuan, which is naturally a bit expensive for a little girl like Lu Wenjing.
Moreover, Lu Hong is a cousin of Lu Wenjing, so there's no need for her to spend so much money.
"Auntie, don't worry about it."
"This gift is for my sister Jingjing, not for you."
"It doesn't matter if you want it or not."
"Besides, it's just a little money. Haitao's clothes are worth more than this."
"It's a big deal, I'll just let him buy less clothes."
"So, Auntie, don't worry about whether we can afford it or not. You should worry about someone else."
Lu Hong smiled triumphantly, her words were full of showing off.
While saying this, Lu Hong glanced at Ye Fan, as if those words were meant for Ye Fan to hear.
Lu Hong originally thought that after hearing these words, Ye Fan would show an inferiority complex. JrNovels.com