The Beautiful CEO's Personal Mad Doctor

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: My Dad Is Buying the 62s

Wu Xiuli looked at Jia Ping with a helpless expression. ”Jia Ping, I’ve told you clearly before. I only love Hongbing. I’m very happy with my life right now. Please stop bothering me, alright?”

Hearing this, a gentle smile graced Cheng Hongbing’s face. ’Xiuli is a good woman, deserving of my protection for the rest of my life!’

’I have to treat Xiuli even better from now on.’

Jia Ping grew agitated. He raised his hand and pointed at Cheng Hongbing’s taxi, his voice booming, ”Xiuli, Cheng Hongbing is just a taxi driver! You’ve struggled with him for so many years, and you call that a good life? I can’t bear to watch you suffer any longer! Divorce Cheng Hongbing right now, and I’ll marry you on the spot!”

Jia Ping’s secretary, He Miaomiao, was so jealous her eyes were turning red.

’How could President Jia possibly be into a past-her-prime, middle-aged woman like that?’

’Isn’t a young thing like me more appealing?’

’Am I not enough to satisfy President Jia?’

Cheng Hongbing’s eyes went cold. He stepped forward and glared at Jia Ping. ”You bastard, Jia. Trying to steal my wife right in front of my face? You really think I wouldn’t dare to mess you up?”

Jia Ping stared back at Cheng Hongbing defiantly and said coldly, ”Cheng Hongbing, if you truly love Xiuli, you wouldn’t let her live in hardship with you! She’s been with you for so many years—what have you ever bought her? I can give Xiuli the latest model Mercedes sports car right now! Can you?”

”I...”

Cheng Hongbing was at a loss for words. On his salary, buying a Mercedes sports car was a dream he could never achieve in this lifetime.

Seeing that Cheng Hongbing’s fire had been extinguished, Jia Ping scoffed and turned to the sales consultants. ”How much is the latest Mercedes sports car?”

A sales consultant named Huang Yun answered respectfully, ”Sir, our dealership’s newest Mercedes sports car is the SL 400 Grand Edition. The current list price is 1.66 million, and after all fees, the final drive-away price is around 1.8 million.”

Jia Ping made a grand gesture. ”The SL400 it is. I’m paying in full. Do the paperwork right now! The owner’s name will be Wu Xiuli!”

With that, Jia Ping turned and gazed at Wu Xiuli with profound affection. ”Xiuli, you brought your ID, didn’t you? Go and handle the paperwork with this lovely lady.”

He Miaomiao was so envious of Wu Xiuli she could have died, wishing she could be the one in her shoes.

’That’s a 1.8 million Mercedes sports car!’

’President Jia is buying it just like that?’

’President Jia is such a baller!’

In He Miaomiao’s mind, Wu Xiuli was sure to be eternally grateful to President Jia. She would probably divorce that taxi-driver husband of hers on the spot and throw herself into President Jia’s embrace.

But to He Miaomiao’s complete astonishment, Wu Xiuli’s reaction to Jia Ping’s passionate display was ice-cold.

”Jia Ping, I’m very sorry, but I can’t accept a reward I haven’t earned. I can’t take your car! My husband will buy a car for me!”

Jia Ping gave a bitter smile. ”Xiuli, stop deceiving yourself, will you? I know all about Cheng Hongbing’s situation. He’s just a taxi driver. If you’re relying on him to buy you a car, even a basic C-Class would take him half a lifetime to save for! Don’t stand on ceremony with me. Just consider it a small gift!”

Cheng Hongbing couldn’t take it anymore and shoved Jia Ping aside. ”Jia Ping, that’s enough! I’ll handle my wife’s car myself! It’s none of your business!”

Jia Ping shot Cheng Hongbing a contemptuous look. ”You, Cheng, it’s not that I’m looking down on you, but you think you can afford a Mercedes? You’d be better off buying a minivan! You can get a used one for ten thousand. If you’ve got what it takes, then buy Xiuli a Mercedes sports car!”

Cheng Hongbing’s face flushed beet-red. He truly couldn’t afford a Mercedes sports car.

Of course, Cheng Yuan wasn’t about to let his father be bullied. He slowly stepped forward and said nonchalantly, ”President Jia, is it? My dad is buying my mom a Maybach 62S. So take your shabby little sports car and put it away. Don’t embarrass yourself.”

’62S?’

Jia Ping froze for a second. ’Isn’t that the car Jack Ma drives?’

’A top-of-the-line luxury car worth over ten million!’

’This kid is full of hot air!’

Jia Ping concluded that Cheng Yuan was just bluffing and couldn’t be bothered with him. He turned his head and gazed dotingly at Wu Xiuli.

”Xiuli, search your heart. Have you truly been happy all these years? My heart aches for you! Just give me a nod, and the Mercedes is yours. My mansion will be yours, too! I’ve waited for you for more than twenty years. I just can’t take it anymore.”

Wu Xiuli’s expression was frosty. ”Jia Ping, I’ve made myself perfectly clear. I only love Hongbing. He dotes on me, my son is a good, filial son, and my life is wonderful! I never asked you to wait for me. You’re not young anymore. You should hurry up and find someone to marry!”

Wu Xiuli’s words were ruthless, like two daggers plunging deep into Jia Ping’s heart.

Jia Ping clutched his chest, speechless. After a long moment, he said weakly, ”Fine! Xiuli, don’t you regret the choice you made today!”

”I will never regret it.”

Jia Ping nodded forcefully, then turned to He Miaomiao. ”Miaomiao, will you marry me?”

He Miaomiao’s face flushed with excitement as she nodded furiously. ”I do! I do, a thousand times over! President Jia—no, darling—I’ve never told you, but I’ve liked you since the very first time I saw you!”

Jia Ping’s smile was bitter. He knew perfectly well that He Miaomiao loved his money. ’But then again,’ he thought, ’what do I have besides money?’

”Miaomiao, the Mercedes sports car is yours. Go sign the papers with the sales associate.”

He Miaomiao was so excited she nearly jumped for joy. She threw herself at Jia Ping, gave him a hard kiss, and then shot a provocative glance at Wu Xiuli.

Her expression seemed to say, ’Old woman, thanks for letting Brother Jia go. If you hadn’t, I never would have gotten this chance to marry into a rich family!’

Jia Ping turned his head and glared at Cheng Hongbing. ”You, Cheng. Your son just said you’re buying Xiuli a 62S. Well, go on and buy it! Let me broaden my horizons—I’ve never even seen a 62S before!”

Cheng Hongbing ignored Jia Ping, but Cheng Yuan wasn’t so tolerant. He turned to a staff member and asked in a low voice, ”Can this dealership place an order for a 62S? If not, we’ll go directly to the manufacturer.”

The other staff members were busy fawning over He Miaomiao and couldn’t be bothered with Cheng Yuan. Only a trainee salesperson named Lin Qiang replied, ”We can certainly order one. However, the 62S is an extremely expensive vehicle. You would need to pay a deposit of three million.”

Hearing this, He Miaomiao laughed. ”Hey kid, are you actually entertaining him? I’d advise you not to waste your breath. They came here in a taxi. Forget three million, they’d struggle to come up with three hundred thousand.”

Wu Xiuli and Cheng Hongbing frowned, but they couldn’t argue. It was true; even coming up with three hundred thousand would be a struggle for them.

The three hundred thousand Cheng Yuan had brought home had already been spent on furnishing Villa Number One.

Cheng Yuan smiled. ’So what if it’s three million?’

’The net profit from the first day of the auction was nearly thirty million. Three million is just a drop in the bucket.’

Cheng Yuan didn’t bother arguing with He Miaomiao. He pulled out his phone, dialed Lin Ruoxi’s number, and pointedly put the call on speaker. ”Honey, transfer me three million. It’s urgent. I’ll send you the account number in a moment.”