Magic Doctor: CEO Lady’s Humble Husband (full story)

Chapter 211

utmost gratitude and respect to him. The atmosphere in the pavilion warmed up and was filled to polite exchanges of thanks. All of a sudden, a loud cry shook their air, "Finally! A place to rest! The road is so rocky that it’s impossible for me to even drive my car! I’m so tired." With that loud exclamation, the crowd saw three people walking towards the pavilion. At the very front was a young man who looked 27 or 28. He had yellow hair and a pair of sunglasses on, evidently looking very fashionable. Next to the man was a young woman wearing a wide brimmed hat and a pair of sunglasses. The sunglasses covered half of her face, and her face could not be seen clearly. However, looking at the outline of her slender legs from her jeans, one could tell that she was a beautiful woman. Behind them was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was muscular and had dagger-like eyes. He followed the young man closely just like a bodyguard. The three of them walked to the pavilion and looked like they wanted to rest there. However, the pavilion was already full of people and there was no extra empty seats. "Damn, there’s nowhere to sit." The yellow- haired man frowned. His eyes swept over the crowd and finally fell on Fade who was dressed in ordinary clothes. He beckoned with one finger and demanded, "Kid, get up!" After that, the yellow- haired man beckoned to the sunglasses lady with a flattering tone, "Winnie, come on, sit here." The woman’s voice was cold as she said distantly, "Jonathan Dai, I am not that close with you. Don’t call me that." The yellow-haired man smiled and did not take it seriously. When he turned his head and noticed that Fade didn’t budge from his seat, he frowned and ordered once again, "Boy, I asked you to get up. Didn’t you hear me ? Fade glanced at him coldly and replied, "This is my seat. I don’t have to give it to you." The yellow-haired man sneered and took out a stack of banknotes. Taking out five of them, he threw them to Fade and proudly claimed, "Judging by your clothes, you must be as poor as a beggar. I’ll give you 500 yuan in exchange for the seat." Fade took one look at the money and sneered, "Is that all ?" "What did you say ?" The yellow-haired man’s tone visibly soured as he taunted, "You poor wretch, do you want to blackmail me ?" Fade took out several thick banknotes from his backpack and threw them beside him. He sneered in defiance, "Don’t fake it if you don’t have money." The money in his