Fu Shihan glanced down at his nervous look, his lips curved slightly, and deliberately quickened his pace as he headed out.
Yangyang had short legs and struggled to keep up with his pace, so he could only jog out with a panicked expression, running all the way to the courtyard.
Two cars were parked in the courtyard, a black Bentley and a red Ferrari.
Yangyang stood between the two cars, not knowing which one Fu Shihan would drive, stood on tiptoe waiting there, craning his neck to look at Fu Shihan's expression, which finally amused Fu Shihan.
"Which one do you want to ride?" he leaned against the car and asked Little Budian. Seeing Yangyang point at the red one, he nodded, "Get in the car."
Yangyang immediately opened the door and got in, sitting obediently and fastening his seatbelt. Fu Shihan originally wanted to tease him, but then thought about it, if this brat cried and went to Su Wanxin to complain, it would be quite troublesome.
