Ms. Bigshot Is Pampered by All novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225: Chapter 224 This Car is Parked Perfectly

Fu Wen: ...

Fu Wen: ??

Fu Wen: !!

As his brain malfunctioned in an instant, Fu Wen quickly took off his sunglasses, clumsily opened the car door, got out, and stood respectfully, cautiously trying to please, "Bro, you, you this..."

After struggling for a while, he finally managed to say, "You’re here to watch the competition too?"

Fu Si’s slightly raised phoenix eyes casually swept over the pompous body of the car behind him, "Yeah. I’m accompanying Professor Chi to the competition. You’ve done well, kid, the car looks quite proper."

Fu Wen couldn’t fathom the underlying meaning of Fu Si’s words.

He was always wary of this cousin, who had a deep scheme, and while he was considering how to respond, he saw Fu Si gesture towards the back of his car with his chin, "You completely blocked my car in."

Fu Wen: ?

He turned his head and saw a very ordinary, large black sedan; in contrast to his luxury car and its flashy decorations, it looked pitiful and shabby.

Fu Wen nearly peed himself, no longer wondering why Professor Chi was attending a student competition. He hurriedly waved at his similarly stunned bodyguards in the distance, "What are you all spacing out for! Hurry up and tear these things off the car!"

Then, he turned back, very cautiously saying to Fu Si, "Bro, I really had no clue it was your car! I’m moving it right now!"

His brother and Professor Chi were both so low-key, and here he was, drawing all the attention so ostentatiously—it was like asking for death!

Fu Wen dared not delay any longer. Once the bodyguards had removed the decorations, he immediately drove away.

After driving over a thousand meters and completely leaving the competition venue, Fu Wen finally heaved a huge sigh of relief.

The bodyguards following him also collectively exhaled in relief.

The lead bodyguard got out of the car from behind and respectfully asked Fu Wen if they should wait until Mr. Fu had left before sneaking back.

"With what are you planning to go back? Your head?" Fu Wen glared fiercely at the tactless bodyguard.

Head bodyguard: ...

He fell silent for a moment, puzzled, "What are Mr. Fu and Professor Chi...doing?"

Fu Wen: "You ask me, who do I ask?"

Fu Wen felt wronged too!

Imagine the heads of Capital City’s top families attending such a student competition and then choosing to drive such a cheap small car!

This was entrapment!