Many of the ancestors of many people did not work hard, so that their descendants are mediocre and inconspicuous.

Is it nothing great to despise people like Liu Qianqian just because they have a good background?

Then, these people will not only be like this in their lives, but their descendants will continue to follow their old paths and be the ones.

The efforts we are now are not only for ourselves, for our parents, but also for future generations.

"Stop fighting in the future, what should I do if my face is caught and burned?" The car slowly retreated, and Yang Fan said to Liu Qianqian.

"How is that possible? I've beaten ordinary people. One or two ordinary people can't get close to me." Liu Qianqian said proudly.

"It's not good to get caught and have a lot of flowers on your arms." Yang Fan said: "I have scars on my hands and legs, which I left behind when I was a kid."

"I'm not afraid..." Liu Qianqian didn't care.

Yang Fan frowned.

"Hiss~"

The sharp brake sounds resounded throughout the e-zone parking lot.

In Yang Fan's hand, Liu Qianqian's car turned into a toy-like car. In the narrow corridor, there was a turn around at 180 degrees.

The butt of the car was almost motionless, and the front of the car turned around against the front of the car in the parking space next to it.

Liu Qianqian's heart beat violently in this sudden drift, her blood rushing, her face flushed, and her eyes were filled with water.

Fast and passion, girls who don’t like it, don’t like it.

Maybe they are afraid of riding a roller coaster, afraid of riding a pendulum clock, and even dare not take a ride, but it does not mean they don’t like it or yearn for it.

Liu Qianqian likes this strange drift very much, and Liu's mother has also taken her and her sister to a professional track to experience the ultimate speed.

She enjoyed it very much.

But I was also afraid that I would not dare to drive express trains on urban roads or highways.

She doesn't know how to drift and dare not learn it.

After seeing Yang Fan’s drift video a few years ago, she had long wanted to try it.

But at that time, her relationship with Yang Fan was not so good. Even now, she felt that people like Yang Fan would definitely not take her to play this kind of sports.

Too exciting!

The aisle is so narrow that the veteran driver is careful when he knows how to drive.

But after Yang Fan reversed for a short distance, he turned around directly, which was too sudden.

"Is there any more? Is there any more?" Liu Qianqian's face turned red, and the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was very harsh, but she felt it was extremely beautiful when she sat inside.

Yang Fan hung the forward gear and the car was on the road again.

He was a little surprised. The girl was not afraid and thought she could scare her: "No more, it's dangerous to be photographed. Don't learn from me."

"I can't learn it." Liu Qianqian felt very sorry, and then complained: "Why didn't you tell me in advance just now? I'll feel it seriously. It's the first time I'm sitting in a drifting car."

"Your personality is very dangerous and makes people feel insecure." Yang Fan said.

Liu Qianqian quickly explained: "No, I rarely fight, I don't like fighting, I drive very slowly, and you haven't been there before."

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't make a sound, Liu Qianqian whispered again: "I saw you beside me, so I dared to take action unscrupulously. Otherwise, how could I take the initiative to hit people? I'm not stupid, if they pester them.

If I can't beat it, it's possible that I won't do anything I'm sure of."

"It's good to know. Your sister and I can't keep watching you." Yang Fan said.

Liu Qianqian turned her face away, hum, and wanted to drive people away again.

Wait, I will settle the score with you first, and then settle the score with you slowly.

After a while, Yang Fan drove Liu Qianqian's car to Area C.

"Why did it take so long?" Aunt Thirteen kept waiting by her car.

My daughter was heartless and wanted to part ways. She just watched cartoons and ignored her.

She couldn't find a suitable excuse if she wanted to hit her twice.

"I met two bad guys who wanted to extort money. Qianqian relied on me to beat her up." Yang Fan said, intending to ask Aunt Thirteen to teach Liu Qianqian a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Thirteen frowned slightly and said, "I'll have someone dealt with wherever the person is. I'll catch each person when I see him or her, and I will never tolerate him."

Yang Fan was silent, Thirteen and Liu Qianqian were actually the same type of people.

With Guoguo, Shisan was much more restrained, and was even mistaken for outsiders for being a gentle, virtuous, well-educated, dignified and generous woman. These qualities of fighting are not at all related to her.

The fact is that Thirteen may be more impulsive and irritable than Liu Qianqian, and the girlish heart is even more serious.

But thinking about it, Yang Fan also feels normal. Thirteen lacks a lot of memories, which may be equivalent to missing several years of life experience, which leads to her inner mind being no more mature than a 20-year-old girl.

Sometimes Yang Fan suspected that her mind might be only fifteen or sixteen years old, even more stupid than Liu Yueyue.

"Stop catching it, if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the train." Yang Fan moved Aunt Thirteen's luggage over, opened the trunk of Liu Qianqian's car, and put it in.

"Don't worry, if you can't catch up, take a trip. There are many trains, just go back tonight." Aunt Thirteen thought casually, and asked Liu Qianqian with great enthusiasm what happened just now.

Yang Fan didn't care about them anymore. He put down Thirteen's luggage and returned to Thirteen's car, preparing to drive back to his hometown.

"Why are you leaving without saying hello?" Aunt Thirteen hurried over and blamed her through the window.

"You women are so troublesome. I'm going to live with Guoguo by myself. You can continue to gossip and talk about you." Yang Fan complained.

"You just follow us, you just dislike us so much." Aunt Thirteen hurried to the passenger seat and wanted to pull Guoguo out of the car: "Guoguo, let's not go to his hometown, go back to my grandmother's house."

Guoguo was shocked, covered her seat belt tightly, and shouted: "I won't go to my grandmother's house, I'll go to my grandmother's house, I want my grandmother."

Yang Fan had a headache, no wonder he had itch three, five, and seven years after getting married.

Just at the speed of changing faces for women, those who are not strong-willed cannot bear it.

"Stop pulling it, I'll get off the car, I'll get off first." Yang Fan grabbed Aunt Thirteen's hand and stopped her from grabbing Guoguo.

Liu Qianqian came over and didn't help each other.

Yang Fan and Aunt Shisan often had disputes over Guoguo’s education, and this was not a matter of one day or two.

"If you promised, you can't change your mind temporarily. Guoguo is also willing to go back to his hometown with me. You should get into Qianqian's car quickly. I will drag it down. It will be very late to return to his hometown." Yang Fan got out of the car and bowed to Aunt Thirteen.

He pulled her to Liu Qianqian's car and talked to her with a smile.

Aunt Thirteen no longer makes trouble, it’s easy to coax.

Especially when Yang Fan said that he would delay time again and it would be very late to return to his hometown, she hoped that Yang Fan would set off quickly.

"Driving slowly, stop the thrilling scenes of the last time I went home." Aunt Thirteen reminded.
Chapter completed!