Chapter 157: Even if you beat me to death, I will never...-Tricked by My Ancestors into Becoming a Top Boss(The evergreen tree remains ever green.)

Mother?

Hearing this, Gong Lü's twitching mouth finally stopped twitching, and even showed a slight tendency to curve upward.

Seeing that Ye Luo had not yet recovered, and to prevent her from suddenly coming to her senses and attempting to kneel before her patriarch once more, Gong Lü glanced at Song Linfeng not far away.

Thinking that Gong Lü simply couldn't stand the foolish antics of Ye Wuqi and the others, Song Linfeng hurried over and chuckled, "Student Qin Zhao-yu, our President has never regretted anything he has done. If you all keep carrying on like this, our President might just start regretting giving you this car."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhao-yu scrambled up from the ground in a panic. He instantly stopped calling Gong Lü his father and hurriedly yanked Ye Wuqi and the others to their feet.

"Damn it, damn it! You guys get up quickly too! Don't kneel my car away! This car is worth twenty million! You heard Uncle Tan just a moment ago as well! Get up! Get up!"

By the time Ye Luo recovered from the shock of her patriarch addressing her as "Mother," Ye Wuqi had already been hauled up by Qin Zhao-yu.

Seeing that Ye Wuqi felt not a shred of embarrassment and was acting utterly shameless, as if this sort of thing was second nature to him, Ye Luo's state of mind was... extremely complicated.

Her patriarch...

This was her patriarch...

Ye Wuqi and the others, entirely oblivious to Ye Luo's strange state, began bantering and fooling around with Qin Zhao-yu the moment they were pulled off the ground, demanding that Qin Zhao-yu sell the car and split the twenty million evenly between them.

Gong Lü's face darkened at once.

Song Linfeng held back a chuckle.

As a car enthusiast, and especially with a top-tier configuration convertible sports car like this, how could Qin Zhao-yu possibly sell it? He refused to part with it no matter what, declaring, "You can beat me to death, and I still won't sell it!"

He even thrust his neck out toward Ye Wuqi, adopting a resolute expression as if inviting them to slice his throat for the sake of the car.

Gong Lü felt slightly better upon seeing this, and then glanced at Song Linfeng once more.

Song Linfeng immediately caught the hint and hurriedly smiled, "Student Qin Zhao-yu, our President frequently gives cars away as gifts, but there is always one condition. As long as you agree to it, you can drive this car away at any time."

"What condition? What condition?" Qin Zhao-yu instantly stopped horsing around with Ye Wuqi and the others, rushing over to ask Song Linfeng.

Song Linfeng smiled, "The condition is very simple. Since this car is being given to you, even if it rots in your hands, you are not allowed to give it to anyone else, nor are you allowed to sell it."

Qin Zhao-yu immediately turned to Gong Lü and bowed in gratitude, "Thank you, President Gong! As long as I have a single breath left, I will never let this car fall into someone else's hands!"

Gong Lü nodded, but instead of saying anything to Qin Zhao-yu, the corners of his lips curved upward as he looked toward Ye Luo.

Ye Luo frowned. She could tell that Gong Lü was planning to do something next.

And it had something to do with her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be looking at her like that.

Her nerves involuntarily tightened.

However, Gong Lü didn't say anything to her either. He merely let out a soft laugh, turned his gaze to Qin Zhaowen, and said with a low smile, "You can pick any car you like from the garage and drive it away."

"Damn!"

Ye Wuqi, Yan Baba, and Lei Xingxing all lost their composure, and even Qin Zhao-yu—who had already been gifted a red convertible—lost his calm as well. They cried out in unison, "President Gong, on what grounds! Could it possibly be just because he didn't ask about your leg hair?!"

Gong Lü's mood had been quite pleasant just a moment ago, but upon hearing them mention leg hair once more, his thin, cool lips twitched yet again.

Ye Wuqi and the others were clueless, but Ye Luo could easily figure it out: it was definitely because of Qin Zhaowen's previous question that her patriarch had ended up calling her "Mother"...