Rich Family: The Crazy and Naughty Heroine Dotes on the Real Daughter

Ning Yan stared at the little girl for a few seconds, smiled gently, and got on the passenger seat.

After Lu Qingtang waited for him to fasten his seat belt, he blew a loud whistle and then stepped on the accelerator. The expensive black sports car sped out like an arrow.

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Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a museum in the suburbs.

Lu Qingtang got out of the driver's seat refreshed.

She turned and walked over and opened the passenger door.

Ning Yan's delicate face turned slightly pale, and she turned her head and looked at her expressionlessly.

Lu Qingtang blinked, and seeing that the distinguished young master had no intention of getting out of the car, he realized something and quickly leaned over to help him unbuckle his seat belt. "Oh, maybe the car was going a little too fast."

"But time is urgent. I'm afraid if we're slow, we won't be able to get in..."

Ning Yan obediently let her pull her out of the car. Looking at Lu Qingtang's clear and harmless almond eyes, she smiled slightly and said, "You drove very well. Don't drive next time."

He could already foresee that Butler Qin's cell phone must have received countless calls from the traffic police brigade.

After today, the driver's license of this car will most likely be revoked and there will be no chance for it to be on the road again.

Lu Qingtang looked at Ning Yan, then looked at the expensive sports car behind him, which was the only one in the world, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face.

She walked over to Ning Yan in a flattering manner, grabbed his arm, and led him to the museum. "I'll have my husband give you some money when we get back..."

She hadn't raced for a long time, and it was a rare opportunity for her to come across a highly functional sports car. She lost control of herself and got carried away.

Ning Yan sneered, "I'm sorry, but I made all the money for the Ning family."

"Your little husband has never earned a dime."

Lu Qingtang, “…”

She thought of her young husband's innocent appearance, and then looked at the powerful man in front of her. She had no way to refute this result.

Lu Qingtang, "...How about I hack into the traffic police brigade tonight and tamper with the surveillance ticket records?"

She remembered that boys' love for sports cars was like girls' love for dolls and cosmetics, both of which were deeply ingrained in their bones.

If it was really because of her momentary desire to show off that the eldest young master of the Ning family lost his beloved car, she would feel uneasy.

Ning Yan looked at her guilty expression and tilted his head slightly.

This little girl's driving skills can no longer be described as superb.

It's simply Speed!

Push the limits throughout the whole process, be as crazy and exciting as possible.

This kind of reckless way of playing... I must find a way to change her!

Ning Yan raised his hand and tapped her forehead. "I'll keep this account in mind for now. I'll settle it with you when I think it through."

Lu Qingtang nodded obediently.

Ning Yan walked towards the museum.

He was still very much looking forward to where Lu Qingtang would bring him.

But when Ning Yan walked into the door, he suddenly froze in place.

In the quiet museum, there are countless exquisite easels, and on the easels are beautiful paintings.

This turned out to be... an art exhibition!

Lu Qingtang carefully observed Ning Yan's expression, and after confirming that he was truly surprised, he said smugly, "Did I bring you to the wrong place?"

"I've been searching for this for a long time before I found it..."

When she had previously investigated the information about the young master of the Ning family, the archive showed that he liked painting...