Zhao Yueyue took Ye Fan to the downstairs of a hotel.
Zhao Yueyue's parents came to Binhai City relatively late yesterday.
When we arrived, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.
When Zhao Yueyue came to find Ye Fan, the two elders just got up from the bed.
When Zhao Yueyue brought Ye Fan to the door of the hotel, they saw a Mercedes-Benz G500 parked on the roadside.
A Mediterranean man in a suit got out of the car, holding flowers in his arms.
He smoothed the few hairs on his head with his hands.
He happened to see Zhao Yueyue, who was as beautiful as a flower, and walked up to him with Ye Fan.
He looked at Ye Fan quite hostilely.
"Zhao Yueyue, could this loser you are carrying be your boyfriend?" Meng Deqiu stood in front of Zhao Yueyue and asked.
In front of me, Ye Fan was wearing a bunch of cheap stuff.
In Meng Deqiu's eyes, this kind of loser is not worthy of Zhao Yueyue!
Zhao Yueyue's face darkened, "What? Meng Deqiu, is he my boyfriend? What does it have to do with you?"
Meng Deqiu gritted his teeth in hatred and could only roll his eyes at Mark.
As a woman, she looked down on the petty men the most. Meng Deqiu rolled his eyes and ran to the car.
He opened the trunk of the car and took out three bottles of Moutai that had been stored for ten years.
"Yueyue, I heard that your dad likes to drink. She is your boyfriend. It's your first time to come to the house. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to come empty-handed?" Meng Deqiu said with a smile.
Zhao Yueyue glared at Meng Deqiu and said, "Meng Deqiu, you are really nosy enough!"
Ye Fan, who was next to him, pulled Zhao Yueyue over and put his right hand around Zhao Yueyue's waist.
Even Zhao Yueyue's limbs were a little stiff at the moment.
Although Zhao Yueyue came to find Ye Fan and asked Ye Fan to become her boyfriend, it was a lie after all.
Feeling Ye Fan's big hand, Zhao Yueyue felt a strange feeling in her heart.
She glanced sideways at Ye Fan.
But Ye Fan was completely indifferent.
"Boy, what are you doing? Take your hands off Zhao Yueyue's waist quickly!" Meng Deqiu said angrily.
Ye Fan laughed and said, "Brother, didn't you say that I didn't bring gifts to my mother-in-law and father-in-law?"
"Actually, I brought it, and it's right here!"
While saying this, Ye Fan looked at Zhao Yueyue's belly.
Meng Deqiu was not stupid either. He was stunned for a moment and then understood what Ye Fan meant.
Could it be that Zhao Yueyue was killed by Ye Fan?
Meng Deqiu didn't dare to think about it any longer, and instantly felt like a cabbage being eaten by a pig!
Zhao Yueyue looked at Ye Fan with some annoyance, and she immediately understood that Ye Fan was seeking revenge for what he had done.
But Zhao Yueyue's purpose was to piss off Meng Deqiu, so he could only follow Ye Fan's wishes.
"Yes, Meng Deqiu, this is Mark's gift to my parents!" While speaking, Zhao Yueyue puffed up her belly proudly.
Meng Deqiu, with a dark face, walked upstairs with the Maotai that had been stored for ten years in his hand.
Ye Fan and Zhao Yueyue followed closely behind, all heading upstairs.
Zhao Yueyue's parents live on the fifth floor.
The three of them arrived on the fifth floor at the same time. Meng Deqiu coughed, walked to the door, and knocked lightly.
Like a gentleman.
"Please come in!"
Meng Deqiu pushed the door open, and Ye Fan and Zhao Yueyue walked into the room at the same time.
Ye Fan looked up and saw that the leader was a young, white-haired old man with a bookish look on his body and wearing glasses.
Presumably the white-haired old man is Zhao Yueyue's father, Zhao Chongshan.
Next to Zhao Chongshan, there was a somewhat sarcastic-looking woman sitting. She was Zhao Yueyue's mother, Yang Sijing.