Ye Wucheng and Ye Jinfeng drank a few glasses of wine, and let Ye Feiyang entertain the brothers released, and he looked back in Luojia Garden.
He stepped into the lobby with a gloomy face and was seeing his mother painting.
The woman is wearing a cheongsam, long -standing, but also through the brush, which not only outlines the slim figure, but also makes her a little more intellectual beauty.
Ye Shucheng did not appreciate her mother’s youth, and leaned in the first few steps low:
"Mom, when will you do it?"
He is very direct: "I don't want to see Ye Fan again in a minute."
"What's wrong?"
"Ye Fan provoked you again?"
Luo Feihuan doesn't raise his head: "Qi Qingmei?"
Obviously, some people also stared at today's airport to pick up people.
"That woman, forced me to marry me, I declined, she was angry, drilled into Ye Fan's car eyebrows."
Ye Xuncheng exhaled for a long time: "I don’t want to be the laughing stock of the whole city."
"Qi Qingmei is a woman who is profitable. She can't become your woman, so she will become angry and use Ye Fan to stimulate you."
Can Luo Fei laughed without a smile: "What do you do to do her? Do your own thing."
"Do you really like her?"
She still didn't look up, but just squeezed the brush to draw carefully, letting a kind of kind and kind face gradually appeared.
"I am impossible to follow her, and her feelings for her are also fade, but she can't stand with Ye Fangou in her eyes."
Ye Wucheng responded to the word: "Even if she and Ye Fan played with the scene, I couldn't stand it."
"Everyone knows that she was my fiancee, and now mixed with Ye Fan ghosts, it is equivalent to harming my man's dignity."
He was determined: "I would rather let her die, and I didn't want to be a joke on myself."
"You, sometimes smart, sometimes naive and incompetent."
Luo Feihua's hand fell on the face of the portrait, outlined a pair of deep eyes:
"Let Qi Qingmei die?"
"Although she was abandoned, she was also the nephew of the Qi family. If she died, she would still set off a wave."
"You are now a critical moment. Once there is something bad, you are afraid to affect your birthday party."
"Let's bear it."
"Did you stand the mother without looking at your mother? I was slapped in public in public. Now when I go out and chat with the ladies in the circle, they will intentionally or unintentionally stimulate me."
"I'm so embarrassed, don't I endure the same?"
She was calm and advised her son: "Wait for what he wants, we will not settle one after another."
Luo Fei Hua hated Ye Fan, and she was also grateful to Ye Fan. If she hadn't been his slap, she would have been smooth and smooth for many years.
Now there is hate in her heart, but it also makes her wise, and she knows how to forbearance again.
Ye Shucheng's voice sinking: "Can't move Qi brows, so do you teach Ye Fan? What about a wonderful hand? How many days, why did she not do it?"
"I said, Ye Fan is too vigilant and hides the knife in a smile. She can't find a chance to hit a thunder for the time being."
Luo Feihua continued to draw the portrait nose: "So you are re -study Ye Fan these days, and find his gap and settle again."
"It is also a waste. After so many days, there is no progress at all. I also study ..."
Ye Shucheng was in a bad mood: "I don't know if the name of the hand of God was hired by the Water Army."
"Don't say this."
Luo Fei fancy face is slightly cold: "She can always treat you as a loved one."
"I heard it for you, I called a phone call, and she returned to Baocheng as soon as possible."
She alert Ye Fancheng: "For this reason, she is still having a huge danger of being surrounded by the national police."
Ye Shucheng also knew that he was a bit too much: "I'm sorry, mom, it's my words too much, I can make up for it day to make up for it."
"I don't need you to make up for it. She just hopes that your brother will be up early and give the Ye family to fight the Luo family."
Luo Feihua's words are indifferent: "You are the hope of many people, but also the expectations of Qian."
"clear!"
Ye Fancheng tried to suppress anger and suddenly remembered something:
"I heard that Ye Fan rushed into Tongtian Temple and took away the blood of 300 milliliters of Lao Zhai master?"
Luo Feihua slowly stops the brush in his hands:
"Yes, Tang Ruoxue Blood Blood has to transfusion, only the blood of Lao Zhai Lord, so Ye Fan went up to ask for a bunch of blood."
She revealed a regret: "The two sides had done it, but unfortunately did not fight, and there was no death, otherwise Ye Fan would hang up."
"Why did Lao Zhai promise Ye Fan's bastard?"
Ye Shucheng's anger came again: "Don't they support me? How do you know that Ye Fan is helpful for my death?"
"And Ye Fan and Cihangzhai also have a bunch of holidays?"
"Lao Zhai Lord, do you want to shake hands with Ye Fan? How can I not consider my feelings?"
From the perspective of Ye Wancheng, if Lao Zhai owner does not help Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue will die, and Tang Ruoxue dies, and Ye Fan will fall apart.
So there is a little resentment in his heart.
"Mix!"
Luo Fei fancy face sinks: "What Lao Zhai did, had her arrangement, do you question your brain water?"
Ye Yancheng gave birth to a trace of trouble: "It's not a question, but I can't figure it out."
"Ye Fan rushed to the Lao Zhai Master, kneeling down. If Lao Zhai did not help, wouldn't it seem that her old man was cold and bloody?"
Luo Feihua said faintly: "Besides, the Lao Zhai Lord was not sent to Ye Fan's blood in vain.
"This humanity can let Ye Fan's life, and Ye Fan can die."
"This is not a bad thing for us."
"As long as we continue to get the support of Lao Zhai Lord, one day we have taken this human affection, can you easily pinch Ye Fan easily?"
She meant to add a long -term complement: "One bin blood, replace Ye Fan a life, isn't it worth it?"
It is really cost -effective at a glance.
Ye Wucheng's eyes flashed with a fierce twin, it seemed that he had pinched Ye Fan's life and death.
He sneered: "Doesn't this mean that we have a killer?"
Luo Feihua nodded: "Almost, of course, don't let the Lao Zhai Lord disappointed."
"I am in a lot of mood now."
Ye Wucheng's voice was sharp: "But when I thought of Ye Fan and Qi, I wished to kill them now."
"Why are you just like a crazy dog now, and you think about revenge. Where did you go to wisdom and calm?"
Luo Fei got up, slammed, slapped on his son's face and roared:
"Do you know, how many people sacrifice everything for you?"
"In order to welcome Ye Feiyang, Chen Qingyan gave all the clubs to Ye Fan."
"In order to come back to help you win back the colorful head, I will not have a billion business."
"You can't grow up well, are you worthy of their efforts?"
"One movement, now is the critical moment, you can no longer endure and patient?"
For the first time, she was disappointed with her son. Now he lost his calmness in the past and was blinded by hatred and jealousy.
This also makes Luo Fei more resentful to Ye Fan. For example, how can Baocheng go around in this disturbing guy, how can his son give birth to anxiety?
"Mom, I'm sorry, I drink too much."
He was slapped on his face by his mother, and Ye Shu's body shook his body, and he felt his mother's anger. He retreated like a tide.
He restored a little calm and bowed slightly to his mother: "I listen to you, be patient, and patience."
"If you have to be relieved, it is not impossible ..."
When I saw my son lowering his head and admitting his mistake, Luo Feihua was not in his heart. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his son's cheek, and said softly:
"Tomorrow afternoon, the representative of the Jin's chaebol of the South Guo came here, and they were going to give Yemen Lord He Shou ..."