A group of people appeared outside the airport.

From a distance, Zhuang Fan saw a group of men in black suits and sunglasses standing side by side, each holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands.

When Xiao Mei took the lead and approached, the group of people immediately bent their bodies at ninety degrees, and a majestic voice came out.

"Welcome Mrs. back to Shangning." They said in unison.

Immediately, dozens of bodyguards immediately stood on both sides and saw a middle-aged man appear.

Obviously, this is the husband of the successful person in Xiao Mei's mouth.

To Zhuang Fan's surprise, this middle-aged man had a strong aura and was still a martial artist.

It's a pity that the cultivation is too low, and it's just a beginner at the yellow level.

In Zhuang Fan's eyes, it is nothing at all.

Moreover, since getting off the airport, Zhuang Fan's divine consciousness has already spread for several kilometers, but he has not found any powerful aura, at most he is only a yellow-level martial artist.

As for the existence of the grandmaster level, there is not a single one.

"It seems that the martial arts world in Shangning City is very barren, not to mention that compared with the existence of Yangzhou in Jiangzhou, it is estimated that even Haizhou at the beginning is not comparable."

While Zhuang Fan was thinking about it, the middle-aged man was intimate with Xiao Mei, looking extremely affectionate.

"By the way, husband, this is my classmate in college, Shen Ningbing, this is her husband and daughter." Xiao Mei whispered, then stood on tiptoe and whispered something in the other party's ear.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately bowed his head, but when his eyes fell on Shen Ningbing, his original indifference instantly turned into fanaticism, as if Shen Ningbing had a suction on his body, and he couldn't move his eyes at all.

However, this middle-aged man has an excellent heart, and he quickly restrained it, so Xiao Mei did not find any clues.

But all this was all taken into Zhuang Fan's eyes, and a hint of playfulness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Guests from afar, hello, my name is Wang Cheng, I am Mei'er's husband, and you are welcome to come to Shangning as a guest." Wang Cheng said with a smile on his face, because of Xiao Mei's advice just now, he looked at Zhuang Fan's eyes with a bit of a downward look.

Not only that, but he also secretly released a touch of the coercion of the martial arts master, intending to give Zhuang Fan a little bit of power.

It's a pity that Zhuang Fan is who?

It's a half-step yuan baby, what if you can't take him?

A mere yellow-level martial artist, a clown-like thing jumping off a beam, is also worthy of posing in front of him.

Immediately, his heart moved, and one ten-thousandth of the coercion was released in an instant, and in an instant, Wang Cheng's complexion changed wildly, and the cold sweat of the bean kept dripping.

It looked like he had been closed through the ghost gate.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Wang Cheng like this, Xiao Mei asked with a concerned face.

Wang Cheng wiped the cold sweat on his head and said with a smile: "The temperature is too high, I have a little heat stroke, this is not the place to talk, let's go, I have already booked a restaurant, we will eat and chat." ”

When Xiao Mei heard this, her heart was full of doubts.

You must know that her husband is a yellow-level martial artist, not to mention the high temperature of more than 30 degrees, even if he is exposed to the scorching sun for a few hours, why is this time so abnormal?

Of course, she didn't think that Zhuang Fan had done anything, but she simply felt that maybe Wang Cheng was a little tired from cultivating.

Thinking like this, Xiao Mei pulled Shen Ningbing to a limited edition Bentley Gold Cup worth 20 million, and went straight to a nearby restaurant.

Before coming to a luxurious restaurant, the group got out of the car, and Wang Cheng instructed the group of bodyguards: "You guys are just watching outside, I have chartered this restaurant today to entertain my wife's best friends, remember, no matter who it is, don't let them in." ”

"Yes, boss." The group of bodyguards responded in unison.

After those people stood at the door, Wang Cheng smiled with satisfaction and entered the restaurant with Xiao Mei in his arms.

Xiao Mei is called a smug.

How beautiful Shen Ningbing is?

Her husband is useless, he's a waste, and he has to rely on her to support him.

On the other hand, he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and his husband is still one of the martial arts masters in Shangning, with 100 million funds, many companies under him, and countless mansions.

After a little comparison, Xiao Mei felt how happy she was.

Of course, if you take this opportunity to completely suppress Shen Ningbing, so that she understands that the gap with herself is like mud, I am afraid that Xiao Mei will have sweet dreams when she sleeps.

Entering the box, the waiters inside were already waiting there, and when they saw Wang Cheng appear, they all showed awe.

After some arrangement, they soon entered a luxurious box, where a table of delicious food had already been prepared and quite sumptuous.

"Ms. Shen, Mr. Zhuang, it's commonplace, you can eat as you like, please don't be polite, of course, if you feel unappetizing, then withdraw it and change the table again, we don't need this money." Wang Chengpi said with a smile.

Almost every sentence is inseparable from having money.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your hospitality." Zhuang Fan said with a smile, although he has reached Bigu now, food still has a natural attraction to him.

After everyone was seated, Zhuang Fan ate it happily.

After a while, a table of dishes was eaten by Zhuang Fan.

Seeing this, Xiao Mei's disdain was even worse.

She kept shaking her head, obviously a little speechless by Zhuang Fan's eating of the buns.

As for Shen Ningbing, he sat there and fed Yiyi cake.

"Xiao Shen, you can eat too, don't patronize the children, the little girls are so big, they can do it themselves." Xiao Mei said.

I thought that Shen Ningbing felt that Zhuang Fan's gobbling up appearance had embarrassed her, so she didn't have much appetite.

Sure enough.

I only heard Shen Ningbing say: "I'm not hungry, you just eat." ”

After speaking, Shen Ningbing continued to bow his head and remain silent.

Seeing this, Xiao Mei felt a smug feeling in her heart, and subconsciously looked at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng understood in seconds, he took a sip of red wine elegantly, glanced at Zhuang Fan, who drank red wine as well as drinking water, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang, I don't know where you are in high school?" ”

Zhuang Fan smiled: "Mr. Wang said that he was joking, I am just an unemployed vagrant, how can I talk about any high talents?" ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Fan continued to eat nonsense.

After eating for more than ten minutes, Zhuang Fan patted his stomach and looked like he was full of food and drink.

Seeing this, Wang Cheng thought for a long time, and then said to Xiao Mei: "Wife, you go and order another table of dishes, I don't think Mr. Zhuang is full." ”

"Okay." Xiao Mei naturally has no opinion on this.

Wait until she pushes the door and goes out.

Wang Cheng's original gentlemanly smile suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by an incomparably rich sneer.

"Mr. Zhuang, I want to discuss something with you." Wang Chengpi said with a smile.

Without waiting for Zhuang Fan to speak, he took out a checkbook and wrote down a series of numbers on it.

Syllable.

He tore off the check and threw it in front of Zhuang Fan.

"Here's a million, I want to ...... Let you divorce Ms. Shen. Wang Cheng said in a flat tone.

Zhuang Fan was drinking water, and when he heard this, there was a pop, and the water sprayed all over the ground.

He was a little speechless in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this Wang Cheng showed his ugly face so quickly.

But soon, Zhuang Fan picked up the check with a faint smile and said, "Money is really a good thing, and you can really do whatever you want with money." ”

Zhuang Fan's light smile, looking at Wang Cheng's eyesight, was slightly bitter.

He sneered: "Money is not everything, but it can change your current predicament, as long as you promise to divorce Ms. Shen, this money belongs to you." ”

"What about after the divorce?" Zhuang Fan asked with a smile.

"Ms. Shen naturally wants to follow me." Wang Cheng grinned.

"But don't you have a wife?" Zhuang Fan asked.

"I've found a better wife, a wife, and I can naturally abandon it." Wang Cheng said.

"But why do you think that my wife, after divorcing me, will follow you?" Zhuang Fan asked with a smile.

Wang Cheng didn't speak, but spread out his right hand, slammed his palm, and slammed his palm against the table, and saw a palm print appear on the mahogany tabletop.

"Mr. Zhuang, as long as you divorce Ms. Shen, as for other things, it's not for you to worry about." Wang Cheng said with a hint of threat.

When Zhuang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but show a gloomy face.

He stood up slowly, and the power of creation in his body was already pouring out.

Obviously.

Zhuang Fan planned to teach a lesson, and this king became a success.

But I haven't had time to make a move.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang, and then Xiao Mei and a bodyguard with a blue nose and swollen face were seen hurrying over.

"What's wrong?" Wang Cheng asked.

"Husband, it's not good, someone shot at our subordinates, not only that, but also threatened to screw off your dog's head and kick it as a ball." Xiao Mei said in a panic.

"What? How dare someone attack my people on my land, and they can't find death? Wang Cheng said angrily.

He glanced at Zhuang Fan, meaning that our grievances would be dealt with later.

Then he took the lead and walked out.

"Wife, such a lively thing, why don't we go out and take a look?" Zhuang Fan said with a smile on his face.

Shen Ningbing naturally had no opinion on this, and walked out of the box with Yiyi in his arms.