Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

"Yes, it's very worthwhile to study. I'll draw some more blood from Caesar later! But the innate dragon transformation is also very worth studying."

Ye Fan reached into his pocket and took out two syringes, each of which was 1/3 the size of his forearm.

Ye Fan drew two more tubes of blood and did not stop until Percy's face turned pale.

"I pumped 900cc. This should be enough for initial research."

Ye Fan put the blood sample into a lead container and gently patted the unconscious Percy's cheek: "Have a sweet dream, Mr. Percy."

"You are truly unique, possessing a human will despite being born a dragon. I hope you can bring me more inspiration..."

The early morning sun shines in.

Even after a night of recovery with the help of the Beyond Grade A hybrid's recovery ability, Percy still felt weak.

"Ah, what's going on?"

He put one hand on his right waist and couldn't help but hit it twice.

Patsy now felt like an Egyptian gardener, and spent the day weeding.

In short, it took a whole day to weed.

Now he is extremely weak, with powerless body, limp limbs and blurry eyes.

"Did Percy finish all the work yesterday? The family has spent too much these past two days. We need to readjust our financial markets and investment projects and try to recover within the next two years."

Before Percy could catch his breath, Frost called.

Percy could only force himself to cheer up and answered the phone weakly: "I will finish it as soon as possible."

Chapter 232 Going out for a ride

"Mr. Percy, good morning!" Ye Fan smiled and waved to Percy as he walked out of the castle. "How was your rest last night?"

Percy forced a professional smile. "Thank you. Mr. Ye, do you have any plans for today?"

"Haha, I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay." Ye Fan laughed.

But Percy inexplicably sensed something strange in that smile.

Seeing Percy's puzzled look, Ye Fan quickly interrupted him.

"It's too boring to stay here with you guys," Ye Fan shrugged, "I plan to go around Italy."

Percy nodded, true to his professionalism. "Would you like me to arrange a trip? We have a wide selection of cars in our family garage."

Ye Fan's eyes lit up: "That's great! Give me a cool car!"

"What style do you prefer? Lamborghini, Ferrari, or..."

"It doesn't matter, the convertible one is the best!" Ye Fan rubbed his hands, like a child who was about to get a new toy.

Patsy was about to say something, but suddenly hesitated. "Do you... have an international driver's license?"

The air was suddenly quiet.

Ye Fan's expression froze: "Well..."

That's right, Ye Fan didn't even have a driver's license! He went to Japan to travel after turning 18, and didn't have the time to systematically learn to drive.

He can't drive at all!

Percy instantly understood what was going on, but his professionalism kept him composed. "It's okay. The car has a fully autonomous driving system. Just input your destination by voice."

"Haha, that's what I told you!" Ye Fan grabbed the key. "Modern technology is so convenient!"

"Haha, Mr. Ye's prosthetic technology is the real modern technology." Percy praised.

Just as Ye Fan was about to get in the car, Finger appeared out of nowhere: "Hey, going out to play? Take me with you!"

Without waiting for Ye Fan to answer, the burly German man sat down in the passenger seat.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to accompany Senior EVA?"

"EVA said she wanted to go shopping alone today." Finger fastened his seat belt. "Why, you don't welcome me?"

"How could that be!" Ye Fan suddenly revealed a strange smile, "But today I've transferred all the rights to use EVA to you. Are you sure you want to waste this opportunity to spend time together?"

Finger's eyes widened instantly: "What?!"

"Yes, I have already given the order." Ye Fan patted his shoulder, "EVA will be with you all day today."

Finger jumped out of the car as if he had been electrocuted: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Then he ran back in a hurry, shouting: "Percy! Give me another car! I want the most romantic one!"

Ye Fan looked at Finger's embarrassed back and couldn't help laughing: "A man in love..."

The red Ferrari Portofino was driving on the road outside Rome, and Ye Fan was whistling comfortably.

With the convertible top down, he can fully enjoy the Mediterranean sunshine and breeze.

"This is what life is all about~" Ye Fan leaned back in the leather seat, completely forgetting the operating instructions Percy taught him.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Before Ye Fan could react, bean-sized raindrops fell down with a crackling sound.

"Fuck!" Ye Fan frantically slapped the center console, "Close the convertible! Close the convertible quickly!"

"The command cannot be recognized." The in-vehicle AI replied coldly.

Ye Fan was so anxious that he grabbed his hair and said, "How do I close the roof of this broken car?"

Just as he was feeling utterly embarrassed, a Porsche slowly drove up and stopped alongside him. The window rolled down, revealing an Asian face.

"Oh wow, you're so handsome, young man." The other person said with a pure Northeastern accent, "And you're driving a convertible?"

Ye Fan turned his head and saw a young man in his 20s with an oriental face. When he heard his accent, he was surprised to find it was a pure Northeastern accent!

Ye Fan was worried that no one would help him. He looked at the other person and wanted to ask how to close the convertible top, but when the words came to his lips, he felt too embarrassed. He was driving but didn't know how to close the convertible top. It would be so embarrassing if he told others about it.

But the situation was stronger than him, Ye Fan had no choice but to ask anxiously: "Have you ever driven a convertible?!"

When the person on the other side heard this, it was automatically translated into, have you ever driven a convertible, poor bastard?

The man opposite was visibly stunned.

Are you showing off your wealth already? You even asked me if I've ever driven one before? It's none of your business!

The man's face suddenly darkened, and he retorted angrily: "Whether I opened it or not is none of your business!"

Ye Fan became even more anxious and asked loudly: "Have you ever driven one before?"

The man opposite widened his eyes and became even angrier.

This guy looks so charming and dashing, why is he chasing people and scolding them? You think you are so great just because you are rich!

He was also anxious and shouted at the top of his voice: "Fuck it, it's none of your business whether I opened it or not, huh?"

Ye Fan was almost sweating with anxiety, and shouted: "Then you should tell me the truth, have you ever opened it?"

He had a vague feeling that the person opposite him seemed to have misunderstood something, so he spoke with a bit of urgency at this moment, but in the eyes of the man opposite, this was definitely a provocation.

The man opposite said angrily: "Okay, I haven't driven it before, okay? What's the big deal if I haven't driven it before? You are rich and you are amazing!"

Ye Fan said with a look of grievance: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you know how to close the convertible top? I've never opened it before."

The man opposite was stunned and exclaimed "Huh?" in disbelief.

Ye Fan said sincerely: "Yes, I have never driven it either. Can't you see it's raining now? I don't know how to close the convertible!"

The man looked at Ye Fan, then looked at himself through the rearview mirror, feeling a pang of regret.

Damn, I'm really nothing.

My compatriots are away from home, and not only do I not help them, but I also make malicious assumptions about them.

He said stiffly, "Well, I haven't opened that either. You, you think of a way. How about I use my phone to search for you?"

When Ye Fan heard this, he quickly said, "Okay, okay, thank you, Brother Ha. I'll treat you to dinner later, and we can go for a ride together."

The man scratched his head a little embarrassedly:

"Well, how can I say that? I'm sorry for blaming you, brother. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

As he spoke, the man actually started fiddling with his phone and actually found out how to close the convertible top, and taught Ye Fan everything in detail.

Ye Fan followed the man's instructions and successfully closed the convertible top, finally avoiding being exposed to the rain.

The two agreed to have dinner together in the evening, and then drove away to do their work.

In the evening, Ye Fan met the big brother from Northeast China.

After the two chatted, he learned that this guy was an Italian student.

Having lived here for a few years, he was very familiar with the place. He took Ye Fan around and found a Chinese restaurant, which turned out to be a Veteran BBQ restaurant!

When Ye Fan saw the sign, he laughed: "Wow, I didn't expect there is a Veteran BBQ in Italy."

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to order the dishes.

"Of course not! Let's not talk about Veteran BBQ, there's also Lanzhou Ramen, especially Lanzhou Ramen. I guarantee that wherever there are people in the world, there will be Lanzhou Ramen."

The big brother from Northeast China smiled with a look of pride on his face.

The dishes were served soon, and the veteran barbecue was as quick as ever.

The two of them ate skewers and drank beer, having a great time.

Although the beer was Italian, not Snow or Brave, it did not affect the interest of the two at all.

"Emma, ​​this barbecue is so delicious, and it has Italian flavor!" Ye Fan praised while eating the skewers.

"That's not it!"

The Northeastern brother made a painful expression.

"Brother, let me tell you, this Italian pizza is fine, but our Chinese stomachs can't handle it if we eat too much!"

Ye Fan looked sympathetic: "Ah! Is it so miserable?"

Chapter 233 Honey Mustard Chicken

The Northeastern man slapped his thigh and said, "That's right. Brother, let me tell you, we Italian students are considered lucky. If we were British or American students, life would be simply unbearable."

As he spoke of the Northeastern big brother, he stretched out his hands and gestured, which was very vivid.