Chapter 1706 [1706] Didn’t you underestimate your boyfriend?

"You underestimated your boyfriend, didn't you?" Ye Feng stuffed a sandwich into his mouth. "Don't you know what your boyfriend is capable of?"

"Even if your father's vision is too high, I still have a way to make sure he can't find fault with me. You, just put your mind at ease."

"Just tell me the time and place, and I'll make sure everything is arranged for you."

When Anjou Prince heard Ye Feng say this, he might still be a little nervous, but he didn't put pressure on Ye Feng anymore.

After a short silence, he said, "Tonight at 6:30, at the Gordon Golf Club."

"That is also one of the assets of our Anjou family."

"You can drink tea, taste coffee, play golf, ride horses and so on."

"My dad invited us to eat and play ball there."

"O." Ye Feng didn't ask any more questions.

After finishing breakfast, the first thing I did was to open my phone and search for nearby high-end shopping malls, so that I could go there and get dressed.

After all, tonight I am officially meeting my girlfriend's father, and the other party is in a high position. Dressing decently is a kind of respect and courtesy to him.

Although he brought a lot of clothes with him when he came to the British Empire this time, he didn't bring any formal clothes.

After searching for a while on his mobile phone, he found that there was a world-renowned high-end shopping mall "Harrods" not far from the hotel. He had a simple breakfast and drove directly there.

Harrods is indeed worthy of its name. Just looking from the parking lot, it is full of ancient Egyptian style.

Extremely magnificent.

Moreover, almost every store and sign is an international brand that is famous all over the world.

Of course, the most important thing is the guests who come here.

Ye Feng took a quick look and saw that almost all the people coming in and out of this place were men and women who could be called socialites and high-end elites. Among them, at first glance, there were some stars and politicians who seemed to have appeared in TV and movies.

Even parked next to Ye Feng's Maybach S680 were various luxury cars.

Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi all look particularly simple among them.

"This kind of place is truly high-end and a great place to spend money."

He was nodding secretly and preparing to walk towards the door of Harrods.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a clear female voice like a lark suddenly came from behind, "Hey, uncle."

After that, a familiar figure with dreadlocks came bouncing up to them, "What a coincidence, I actually ran into you here."

“Are you here to shop?”

She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a particularly tender and charming face and features, but there was a lively look in her eyes.

When Ye Feng first took a look, he didn't recognize it at first.

Until the little girl shook her dreadlocks and asked, "Don't you recognize me?"

"That night, there was a natural gas leak and explosion on Queen's Boulevard not far away, and some of my sisters had some friction with your friends."

"I was drinking with my sisters in the bar over there that night. Thanks to you for contacting the people from Xinglong Society and urgently dispersing us, we were lucky enough to save our lives..."

Ye Feng recognized her then, "Millie?"

"Yes!" The little girl was obviously very excited, "I thought you forgot it."

Ye Feng looked at her carefully.

That night, Millie was wearing heavy makeup and it was dark, so he didn't think she was that pretty. But now that he saw her without makeup and wearing youthful clothes, she looked like a completely different person.

It feels like Satan is wearing angel clothes.

"When you took off that makeup, I actually didn't recognize you at first."

"But then again, you look much more beautiful without makeup than with the fancy makeup you put on that night."

“It’s like a completely different person.”

"Really?" Millie seemed quite happy to get Ye Feng's affirmation, "But my sisters all said that you have to dress like that to show your personality when you go to a bar."

"Only ugly people need personality." Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, "Good-looking people don't need that to give themselves extra points."

"That seems to make sense." Millie's tone was filled with youthful innocence, "Uncle, you know a lot."

“I never thought of that before.”

"..." Ye Feng looked at her youthful and tender face, "Excuse me, how old are you this year, Millie?"

"Do you feel that calling me uncle will raise my generation status by one level?"

"Really?" Millie blinked her big watery eyes, "I just turned eighteen recently."

"Look at the way you talk in an old-fashioned way, you must be around 30, right?"

"Is there anything wrong with me calling you uncle?"

"..."Ye Feng was silent again.

Until Millie felt a little embarrassed by his stare.

He then said, "Strictly speaking, I am still a half-freshman."

"Oh my God!" Millie covered her mouth as if she had heard something incredible, and looked at Ye Feng in astonishment.

"In China, you can actually start college at the age of 30?"

“This is too unbelievable.”

"..." Ye Feng never expected that she could have such a broad imagination.

Seeing her looking him up and down in astonishment, he couldn't help but give her a slap on the head, "What are you thinking about?"

"Take a good look at my fair, tender, and handsome face! Do I look like I'm thirty years old?!"

"When I said I was just a freshman, I actually meant to tell you that I'm just 20 years old! We are almost the same age!"

"Ah~" Millie immediately shrank her neck again, rubbed her little head that had just been hit by Ye Feng, and looked at Ye Feng with more and more disbelief, "Uncle, you are not kidding me, are you?"

"Are you my age?"

Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to her. After glancing at her, he walked straight into Harrods department store.

Millie followed him relentlessly, saying, "I don't mean anything else. But I'm just saying, uncle, you really don't look like you're my age."

"Although your face does look quite immature, and that face full of collagen cannot be faked, but the decisiveness in your words and deeds, as well as the aura around you, really made me feel that you must be at least from my father's generation."

"You said you are only in your 20s. This is too hard to accept..."

Ye Feng kept walking, his expression unchanged, and said nonchalantly, "Then what else can I do? Do I have to take out my student ID and ID card to show you?"

(End of this chapter)