Chapter 85 Your brother-in-law drives the Bentley

Chen Ang glanced back at the group. "The car isn't big enough to seat four people, and besides, you have so much luggage; it won't fit."

"What kind of new car did you buy?" Wen Guodong stepped forward. "If it can't even seat four people, what's the point of buying it?"

"Exactly. It wouldn't happen to be some cheap domestic electric car, would it?" Xue Shanshan was increasingly dissatisfied, her eyes filled with disdain.

A taxi was hailed. Chen Ang smiled. "If you don't want to ride in it, then take a taxi. The new car is indeed a bit small and cramped."

"I shouldn't have come. It's a waste of my time," Xue Shanshan grumbled and got straight into the taxi.

Wen Guodong and his wife were equally dissatisfied, grumbling as they followed her into the car.

Seeing this, Wen Zhiyong was also full of anger. "Brother-in-law, it's not that I want to lecture you, but look at how you're handling things."

Without saying more, he put away the luggage and got into the front passenger seat.

Chen Ang didn't get angry at all. He smiled and gave the taxi driver the destination, watched the taxi leave, and then leisurely walked toward the bentley.

The Qianxi Hotel was one of the top five-star hotels in Bin City. The crystal chandelier in the lobby hung down from the third-floor atrium, and the marble floor patterns were so polished they could reflect a person's image.

The Wen family's taxi arrived first. After the group took their luggage off the taxi, they stood awkwardly in front of the hotel, waiting.

"Zhiyong, are we in the wrong place?" Li Meifeng looked at the high-end decor all around and asked, feeling insecure.

"It shouldn't be. This is the Qianxi Hotel. When we got in the car, this was the destination Chen Ang gave." Wen Zhiyong glanced left and right and swallowed hard.

"You'd better not have gotten it wrong. This is the most luxurious five-star hotel in Bin City. If your family wants to lose face, don't drag me into it." Xue Shanshan took a step back, as if to prove she wasn't with the Wen family.

Wen Guodong and his wife looked at each other, feeling increasingly unsure of themselves.

After waiting for about five minutes, seeing various luxury cars constantly stopping at the drop-off zone, Xue Shanshan felt like she had lost all face.

Looking at the people coming in and out, all dressed in luxury goods, she felt increasingly inferior.

She turned her head and looked at Wen Guodong, who was wearing an ill-fitting suit, and Li Meifeng in that faded red wool coat, and felt her face burning.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the doorman seemingly looking at her, and she imagined scenes of herself being despised.

Standing at the entrance of this magnificent hotel, she felt like nothing matched; everything seemed to highlight that she was a country bumpkin.

"Wen Zhiyong, what is wrong with your brother-in-law? Why are we just left waiting here?"

She spoke out in anger, startling Wen Zhiyong.

Wen Zhiyong also felt awkward. His family was all alone, out of place in the world before them, and he felt completely uncomfortable.

"I don't know. He was following behind us, so he should be here soon." Wen Zhiyong's reply was clearly lacking confidence. After speaking, he turned to look at Li Meifeng, complaining, "Mom, this is all your fault. You said not to contact my sister first, and now we've lost face."

Li Meifeng was already feeling uneasy, and after being scolded by her son, her temper flared. "Didn't I do it for you? If that brat knew in advance, would she still have money to give you for your wedding?"

Upon hearing about the wedding money, Wen Zhiyong stopped talking.

"Stop arguing. What does it look like to be making a scene outside?" Wen Guodong intervened to smooth things over.

"Your sister is like this; she doesn't even want to lend us money, and now she's going to let us stay in such a good hotel? I don't think she's playing us, is she?" Xue Shanshan couldn't help but complain again.

"She wouldn't dare!" Wen Zhiyong's eyes widened, and he whispered sharply.

Chen Ang, who had just circled around the fountain outside the hotel, saw their arguing clearly.

He had a smile on his lips as he turned the steering wheel. The bentley slid into the drop-off zone. When he passed by the Wen family, Chen Ang honked the horn.

Seeing another luxury car enter, the Wen family heard the horn and instinctively took two steps back.

"Bah, what's so great about having money?" Wen Zhiyong muttered.

"If you had it, you could be arrogant too," Xue Shanshan mocked in a low voice.

Wen Zhiyong didn't care at all and chuckled. "Don't worry, Shanshan. When I make money, I'll definitely buy you one."

Xue Shanshan rolled her eyes at him, unwilling to even pay him any mind, and turned her gaze toward the driver's side of the stopped bentley.

Chen Ang parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and pushed the door open to get out. The doorman had already approached to take the keys and park the car.

After the silver-grey bentley drove away, Chen Ang was left standing in the drop-off zone, and opposite him stood the statue-like Wen family.

Wen Zhiyong rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his gaze following the departing bentley again.

The spotless silver-grey seemed imprinted in his mind. At this moment, his eyes were filled with the rounded curves of the Continental GT and its lustrous, money-shining sheen.

His footsteps faltered, his mouth opened and closed, opened and closed. "Chen... brother-in-law, is this your car? The new car you bought is a bentley?"

As for Xue Shanshan, the impatience on her face had long since disappeared the moment she saw Chen Ang clearly, replaced by excitement and shock.

"Zhiyong, is this your brother-in-law? That bentley is his?"

Her mind was filled with the fact that Wen Zhiyong's brother-in-law drove a bentley, a multi-million dollar bentley.

Although Wen Guodong and his wife didn't know what brand a bentley was, that didn't stop them from knowing it was a luxury car worth at least a million.

In an instant, both of them were hit by a wave of shock that challenged their perceptions, wondering how Chen Ang had become so rich.

When Chen Ang walked over, the group finally recovered from their shock, each of them wearing faces full of excitement.

"Chen Ang, you have such a nice car, why did you make us take a taxi?" Li Meifeng let go of the suitcase in her hand and stepped forward to question him.

Chen Ang waved to signal the doorman to come over, then smiled. "I told you just now; the car is small and couldn't seat you all, and you were complaining that you'd rather take a taxi. Could I force you?"

With one sentence, Li Meifeng was left extremely embarrassed.

Even Wen Guodong's expression looked a bit ugly.

Xue Shanshan nudged Wen Zhiyong and whispered, "What is your mother saying? Why don't you explain it to your brother-in-law?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyong nodded repeatedly, grabbed his mother, and smiled at Chen Ang. "Brother-in-law, my mom is just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

As he spoke, he took a pack of hard Chunghwa cigarettes from his pocket and handed one over. "Brother-in-law, is this car really yours?"

"It's the company's, for getting around." Chen Ang took the cigarette, then said to the doorman, "Help us check in our luggage. I've booked the Presidential Suite on the top floor, room 2805."

The doorman showed a very professional smile and immediately helped take their luggage.

Hearing that Chen Ang had booked the Presidential Suite, Xue Shanshan's eyes were full of longing. She unconsciously pinched Wen Zhiyong's arm, as if trying to determine if she was dreaming.

Wen Guodong and his wife also widened their eyes, looking utterly incredulous.

"Chen Ang, isn't that too much?" Wen Guodong suppressed his pounding heart and asked cautiously.

Chen Ang saw the expressions on their faces and smiled. "It's nothing. It was on special, and I booked it for a week for you all; it only cost thirty thousand or so."

Upon hearing they could stay in a five-star hotel for a week, Li Meifeng's mouth couldn't stop twisting into a smile that she couldn't suppress.

Xue Shanshan's eyes were filled with stars, and the way she looked at Chen Ang seemed to be glowing.

Wen Zhiyong chuckled. "Brother-in-law, spending so much money, does my sister know?"

Chen Ang laughed. "I told her. It's rare for her family to come to Bin City, so we definitely have to treat you well. You just need to eat and drink well from now on; don't worry about anything else."

Anyway, since he wouldn't be using his own money in the end, Chen Ang was certainly going to treat them well.

He just didn't know if Wen Huilin would like this kind of "treating them well."