The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

C728 I Pretended to be Real



C728 I Pretended to be Real

"Pah! Stop talking nonsense. You're the one who has plastic surgery. This is natural for me!" Zhu Ting gave him a coquettish roll of eyes and her pretty face turned red.    

    

Being praised for being beautiful, she was still very happy in her heart. Even a woman would want to hear someone praise her for being beautiful.    

    

That shy and slightly red face made Yang Fann's liver hurt when he saw it.    

    

In order to please Zhu Ting, he spent more than forty thousand dollars to buy a bottle of Lafite. In the end, Zhu Ting did not even look at it. Lee Yifann just casually said a few words and made a lovely laugh, revealing the shy look of a little girl.    

    

He was about to die of anger. He was quite unhappy in his heart, so he raised his glass. Right, he said to Lee Yifann, "Mister Lee, let me toast you too! You are Little Ting's high school classmate. From now on, everyone will be friends. Lafite, who was in her 80s, was a good wine. It was a rare opportunity. Don't miss it!"    

    

It sounded like Lee Yifann had gotten a lot of benefits by drinking Lafite.    

    

However, Lee Yifann did not take it seriously. He was not stupid. How could he not know what Yang Fann was planning?    

    

He thought for a few seconds without batting an eyelid. He gently turned the goblet and let the fragrance of the rose-red wine spread.    

    

Alcohol had its own characteristics, especially red wine. It could not be poured into one's mouth like a cow drinking water. That would be a reckless waste. The red wine had to slowly let the wine's fragrance spread out and then take a small sip.    

    

Lee Yifann put the wine cup to his mouth and took a small sip. He shut his mouth and let the wine flow between his lips and teeth to disperse the fragrance.    

    

This way of tasting the wine was elegant and stylish, quite pleasing to the eye.    

    

Just now, Yang Fann had poured the wine into his mouth. With this comparison, it was clear who was better.    

    

Lee Yifann smiled slightly and sighed lightly, "Such a resounding reputation indeed makes sense. Good wine!"    

    

Zhu Ting was very surprised when she saw it. Her eyes were full of admiration, "Hey, Yifann, you actually know how to taste wine?"    

    

"A little," Lee Yifann smiled faintly. He did not know what it meant. But someone taught him. Last time, after defeating the Korean Doctor, he attended the celebration banquet. In order to prevent him from embarrassing himself, Hee Loongyan told him some basic banquet etiquette. One of them was about tasting wine.    

    

Initially, he thought that since it was wine anyway, he had to put on a shelf and drink wine. It was a bit like putting the cart before the horse.    

    

However, Yang Fann insisted on showing off in front of him today, so he had no choice but to use this trick to teach Yang Fann a lesson.    

    

This scene made Yang Fann so angry that his heart hurt. He originally wanted to use wine to humiliate Lee Yifann, but he did not expect it to make Zhu Ting admire Lee Yifann even more.    

    

"Damn it! He really knows how to act like he really knows how to taste alcohol! He's wearing a few hundred dollars outfit, what the hell does he know how to taste wine! "    

    

He was rather unconvinced, so he raised his wine glass and gulped it down in front of his mouth.    

    

Lee Yifann was stunned, and quickly dissuaded him," Wait! What kind of drink is this? How can wine be like this? It's simply a waste of God's gifts!"    

    

Just as he finished speaking, Yang Fann, who was drinking water from a cow, choked.    

    

"Cough, cough, cough!" He started coughing violently. The stardust flew everywhere, and his body trembled non-stop.    

    

Zhu Ting could not help but frown when she saw his appearance. Compared to Lee Yifann's elegant posture just now, Yang Fann's behavior was really too inferior.    

    

Lee Yifann could not help but shake his head and sigh. "Drinking has always been to taste little by little. Drinking big mouthfuls is to drink beer. How can wine be drunk like this? If you drink like this, you won't even know what the taste is before you swallow it down. No matter how expensive the wine is, it's no different from water."    

    

He really didn't know what to say. Even if he didn't know how to taste wine, he should know that he had to drink it slowly.    

    

If he drank blindly and drank like a cow drinking water, it would be very easy for him to get sick.    

    

His stomach had a limit, and it wasn't made of iron. He could do whatever he wanted.    

    

Yang Fann's expression became very ugly. His face was red, and his neck was thick.    

    

In fact, he had been studying in France for the past few years, and had only focused on picking up girls and playing with women. Whenever he had time, he would go and have fun. He had never spent any effort on common things like table manners. He thought that as long as he said sweet words to a woman, he would give her gifts. A woman would be obedient to him, but in the end, he didn't expect it to be so ugly.    

    

He stood there with a red face, hating that he hadn't properly studied table manners in the past.    

    

At this moment, a waiter asked from another table. He came to Lee Yifann's table and said, "Sorry to bother you. Excuse me, gentlemen and ladies, whose car was parked in the parking lot at the entrance. Other guests can't drive their cars. Can you move a seat so that other guests can leave? "    

    

"Cough cough!" Hearing this, Yang Fann, who was originally embarrassed, suddenly felt less awkward. He quickly wiped the corner of his mouth and stood up. He raised his voice and called out, "Is it a black BMW? That's mine! "    

    

He quickly grabbed the car keys from the table and looked like he was about to rush out of the restaurant.    

    

However, the waiter stopped him, "Please wait a moment, sir. It's not a BMW. Although the car is indeed black, it is not a black BMW."    

    

"It can't be, right? Don't tell me you're mistaken? My car is a black BMW. " Yang Fann raised his voice once again. His voice was very loud, as if he was afraid that no one would know that he was driving a good car.    

    

The waiter patiently explained, "I still recognize the logo of the BMW. It really isn't. The license plate number is the start of the Beijing K."    

    

"Beijing K?" Yang Fann was stunned for a moment. "That is indeed not mine. My license plate starts with A."    

    

At this moment, Lee Yifann, who was sitting in his seat, opened his mouth. "Beijing K begins, right? That should be mine."    

    

As he spoke, he took out the car keys from his pocket. "Take it. Please get someone to help me move my seat. Don't drive too far."    

    

The waiter smiled and nodded." Okay, Sir! "    

    

Yang Fann followed the waiter's line of sight. When he saw the car key on the table, he fixed his eyes on it and almost fell to the ground.    

    

Was he seeing things?    

    

Bentley!    

    

The logo on the key was actually the Bentley logo. Furthermore, the car keys were so new, and the design was actually a newly released SUV, worth six million!    

    

Yang Fann was dumbfounded. He thought that he was dreaming. That was impossible. Lee Yifann was a street vendor, how could he drive such a good car?    

    

"Sir, you don't look well. If you are not feeling well, we can call a doctor for you." The waiter saw that he was sweating and thought he was sick.    

    

Yang Fann looked exhausted and waved his hand. "I, I am fine... You don't have to worry about me."    

    

"Oh." The waiter did not think too much and turned around to leave.    

    

Yang Fann swallowed hard and sat down on the chair. His heart was full of complicated feelings.    

    

Reasonably speaking, a six million dollar Bentley could only afford some especially rich people.    

    

He could not believe that Lee Yifann, who was an apprentice in the medical center, would have so much money.    

    

If Lee Yifann was pretending to be poor, then he wasn't pretending to know how to drink.    

    

This was a huge loss of face!    

    

Yang Fann wished he could find a hole to hide in.    

    


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