My Perfect Female CEO
Chapter 181 - 178: Coin Blowout

Chapter 181: Chapter 178: Coin Blowout

Ye Fan had the obligation and responsibility to take care of Mengyao’s mood. Since Meng Hao made Mengyao unhappy, it was up to him to deal with the bothersome Meng Hao.

"How are you going to handle him?" Chu Biyao widened her curious eyes, her imagination running wild. "You don’t mean to stop the car and give Meng Hao a good thrashing, do you? I like that idea, it sounds good to me."

Chu Mengyao and Shen Yahut were also puzzled, not knowing what means Ye Fan had to teach Meng Hao a lesson.

Although Chu Mengyao didn’t understand what Ye Fan was going to do, she knew that Ye Fan would act with discretion and wouldn’t act recklessly.

"Do you have any coins?" Ye Fan asked mischievously.

"Yes, here you go." Chu Biyao, like performing a magic trick, pulled out a few coins from the car and handed them to Ye Fan.

"Mengyao, I believe our love will last forever, until the seas dry up and the rocks decay..." Meng Hao passionately expressed his love.

At this moment, Ye Fan rolled down the car window, and a coin flew out of his hand, hitting the tire of Meng Hao’s car.

"Bang!" There was a booming sound of the tire blowing out, accompanied by the roar of the engine, Meng Hao was instantly flustered, his expression changed dramatically, and the driver in the car immediately braked hard.

In a matter of moments, Ye Fan had driven far enough away from Meng Hao’s car.

"Yay!" Chu Biyao shouted, clapping her hands, "Fanfan, you were awesome, you’re amazing."

An idea quickly popped into her mind—next time she goes out with Ye Fan, she’ll have to prepare more coins. The use of coins is just incredible, making her endlessly delighted.

"The tire was blown by a coin?!" Shen Yahut was dumbfounded, this technique was too brilliant, wasn’t it? Even the martial arts masters on TV are just the same. At this moment, her expression toward Ye Fan was one of utter shock and amazement, as if she had seen a ghost.

Chu Mengyao smiled slightly, showing no surprise at all.

"Ye Fan, are you an otherworldly expert or an alien? Is your strength really that great? A single coin can cause such massive destruction, it’s even more powerful than a bullet. You’re simply a total freak." Shen Yahut was incomparably shocked.

"Big Boobs Secretary, how can you talk like that without knowing Ye Fan’s background?" Chu Biyao glared at Shen Yahut. The term "freak" displeased her. Then, she vowed, "My Ye Fan is a Divine Dragon Hero, appearing and disappearing unpredictably."

She casually came up with another nickname for Ye Fan.

In the future, the four words "Divine Dragon Hero" will shine brilliantly in the movie she is planning.

"Divine Dragon Hero, what’s that?" Shen Yahut was utterly bewildered.

"The dragon is our totem and faith. From now on, no bad words about Ye Fan are allowed. Disrespecting Ye Fan is disrespecting me. Be careful, or I’ll have Ye Fan blow a hole through your big boobs with a coin." Chu Biyao laughed mischievously.

"Can we drop this topic?" Shen Yahut looked at her chest, frustrated.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn." Meng Hao was furious, kicking the tire hard. "What a piece of junk, how can it be so prone to breaking? My over ten million just went down the drain for a defective car."

Meng Hao was especially enraged as Flying Rat, who was acting as a bodyguard, observed the blown tire at the back.

Flying Rat was the nickname of this bodyguard—a well-known figure in the underworld.

The Meng Family, a business tycoon, had influence and industries in both legitimate and illegitimate worlds, and among them were twelve bodyguards named after the zodiac signs. They were almost like the Meng Family’s state-raised Death Warriors, each of them highly skilled experts.

"Damn, they actually tricked me with a junk car. Once I get out of here, I’m definitely smashing that car factory." Meng Hao was infuriated. He had just bought the car and now it was broken. It’s not about the money; the biggest sin was hindering his pursuit of Chu Mengyao, which is why he also became hostile toward the car factory.

"Master, something seems fishy here. This tire didn’t blow out under natural conditions. From my observations, it must have been struck by an external force." Flying Rat thoughtfully pondered and concluded.

"What?" Meng Hao exclaimed, then calmed down. He knew Flying Rat’s capabilities and seriously asked, "Are you sure?"

"I’m sure." Flying Rat nodded.

"So that’s how it is. No wonder the driver’s window rolled down just now, and then the incident happened. Turns out Mengyao has an expert by her side." Although Meng Hao was a playboy, he wasn’t stupid. He immediately understood the situation.

"The bodyguards around President Chu have all left, except for Xu Hu. If Xu Hu made a move, he might be able to cause such devastating effects if he went all out." Flying Rat analyzed.

"Can you destroy the tire of a high-speed car?" Meng Hao asked.

"By putting in all my effort, yes." Flying Rat replied cautiously. Shattering a tire is no easy task, unless it’s pierced through with great force; otherwise, a typical object hitting a tire would just bounce right off.

Meng Hao’s gaze turned serious, "And don’t forget about that Ye Fan guy. Judging by appearances, he’s no good either. Looks like I’ve got another obstacle in my way to getting Mengyao."

"Look for an opportunity, and I’ll test his strength." Flying Rat’s eyes glinted with battle intent.

Now, Meng Hao could only call another car.

As for Ye Fan, both Meng Hao and Ji Tian paid a lot of attention to him because Ye Fan had moved into Chu Mengyao’s villa, a place even they couldn’t enter. At Zhao Shiyan’s birthday party, the two initially wanted to give Ye Fan a hard time, but Zhao Shiyan’s assassination incident interrupted their plans, and they didn’t meet Ye Fan. However, this time the opportunity came, and they definitely wanted to teach Ye Fan a lesson.

Not long after, a luxury car slowed down, revealing a person from inside.

Ji Tian grinned at Meng Hao, mockingly saying, "Isn’t this Meng Hao? What’s up, driving a junk car out today? Doesn’t that damage your image? After all, you’re a rich young master. How can you have such poor taste? If you want, I can give you some advice on how to tell a good car from a clunker."

"Oh, it’s Ji Tian. What are you doing here? I heard you didn’t get an invite from the mayor. What brings you here?" Meng Hao forced a grin.

He clearly understood Ji Tian’s intentions but pretended not to know.

Usually, the pair fiercely competed to pursue Chu Mengyao. Secretly, they were also competing against each other, as if proving themselves superior would give them more bonus points in chasing Chu Mengyao.

"A mere invitation card can’t stop me, right?" Ji Tian said smugly, then feigned concern and added, "It’s pitiful seeing you out here catching a cold. Do you need a ride?"

"No need." Meng Hao replied coldly.

"Like a dog biting Lv Dongbin, not recognizing the favor." Ji Tian said lightly.

"You’re the dog." Meng Hao retorted angrily.

"Haha, I don’t have time to argue with you. I’m off to pursue Mengyao. Just watch as I win over the beauty’s heart." Ji Tian boasted proudly.

His car roared away into the distance.