After Song Hongyan came out of the hospital, she checked in the Hilton Hotel.
The zombie has already booked her a presidential suite with an infinity pool.
But when she pushed open the door, she instantly smelled the smell of Cordyceps sinensis and chicken soup.
She kicked off her shoes and ran to the dining room. She saw Ye Fan busy wearing an apron.
Four dishes with all kinds of colors, fragrance and flavor were already placed on the table, and then Ye Fan brought out a pot of hot chicken soup.
"I'm back? I'm about to call you and ask when will you be back."
"It just so happened that I made lunch, which was the dishes you like and chicken soup."
Seeing Song Hongyan appear, Ye Fan smiled and greeted her for dinner: "Hurry, wash your hands and eat."
"Yeah, okay, wait for me!"
Song Hongyan smiled slightly, then quickly went to wash her hands, her eyes rippling with satisfaction.
For women who work hard early, it is extremely happy to have a hot meal and a hot soup when they come home for a busy day.
It’s a pity that she has rarely enjoyed this kind of happiness in the past so many years, and she has to face the cold house when she goes back.
So Ye Fan's meal made her feel that everything she paid was worth it.
She sat down and smiled sweetly: "Why are you in the mood to cook today?"
"In the past, you cooked for me in Jinzhilin, and now it's my turn to cook to reward you."
Ye Fan didn't hold a grudge, but he could remember clearly what others treated him:
"Besides, you come all the way to handle the work, and it's also very worthwhile for me to cook a meal for you."
Whether it is human communication or relationship, it is possible to have a longer-term relationship.
Song Hongyan's eyes were bright: "After you say this, my whole body of chicken blood will be resurrected."
"Don't inject chicken blood, just drink chicken soup, while it's hot."
Ye Fan handed a bowl of chicken soup to Song Hongyan: "How is it? After seeing your uncle?"
Song Hongyan took the porcelain bowl and gently stirred with a spoon: "I saw it, he woke up, and we even communicated."
"Are you still talking?"
Ye Fan smiled when he heard this: "I thought he would be scared to death by you when he saw you."
"Am I that ugly? I scared my uncle to death?"
Song Hongyan almost sprayed out the chicken soup and gave Ye Fan a blank look: "He didn't know how happy he was when he saw me."
"I don't believe in a punctuation."
Ye Fan laughed loudly, how could Murong Wuxin be happy to see Song Hongyan?
Then he changed his subject: "His injury has not worsened, right?"
"Fortunately, with you sitting in the formation and giving guidance, with Xiong Jiudao's main sword, and a bunch of experts staring at him, how could his situation worsen?"
Song Hongyan took a sip of chicken soup, then looked at Ye Fan very calmly:
"But he enjoyed the time he was lying down and letting go of everything, so I think he would be lying down for the rest of his life."
"Actually, this is good. If he is a local snake, he will not cause trouble for you, the new leader of West China."
"And one voice is better than the old and new sounds."
After saying that, she narrowed her eyes slightly and felt the breath of Cordyceps flowers.
"Stay?"
Ye Fan maintained a calm smile: "It's good to be at peace, and Murong Yanran will be more obedient."
"By the way, who is Sun Xiucai?"
He developed a little interest: "Is it really Ouyang Wuji's person?"
"On the day when Sun Xiucai died, I read the briefing and became curious about him."
Song Hongyan had no reservations about Ye Fan: "I asked Tang Shier for a while."
"I got what I wanted in the end."
"Sun Xiucai and Ouyang Wuji do have some relationship, and they can be regarded as Ouyang Wuji's person."
"Their exchanges and money transactions are also true."
"But their relationship is just a cover."
"The person who really controls Sun Xiucai is Gusu Murong."
"Murong Wuxin is in a corner, but his family is big and his business is big, so he always needs a nail to stare at it."
"But Murong Wuxin is not a waste either. He should have noticed another identity of Sun Xiucai a few years ago."
"It's just that he didn't touch Sun Xiucai immediately, but continued to keep him by his side."
"Through him to pass on every move he showed to Gusu Murong."
"Only by making Gusu Murong feel that everything is under his nose, Gusu Murong won't deal with him too soon and too early."
"This time, Murong Wuxin saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of the chaos in West China, so he told Murong Yanran to find a suitable opportunity to kill him."
"To be more accurate, the forty people including Sun Xiucai and Murong Yanran killed were either Murong Gusu or Tangmen chess pieces."
She scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and blew it gently: "Borrowing the undercover head to calm Young Master Ye's anger, Murong Yanran is also a figure."
"Murong Wuxin is at ease, I just wonder if Murong Yanran will be at ease?"
Ye Fan smiled: "To be honest, I still admire her abilities very much."
"In just a few days, the Jiuzhou Group framework was built, and most of the resources of the three tycoons were integrated."
He still agreed with Murong Yanran: "With her help, we will get twice the result with half the effort."
"Murong Yanran is able to integrate resources so quickly, although she is capable, it is more of Murong Wuxin's plan for many years."
Song Hongyan gave a judgment: "He must have pondered the current situation countless times."
"So once Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji fall, Murong Yanran can arrange for easy integration."
"Because I have calculated that if I were in her position at this time, I might not be able to achieve half of my current achievements."
Song Hongyan's tone was firm: "There is only one explanation for the current situation, and there was a plan for integration."
"It seems that Murong Wuxin has always been dissatisfied with the three tycoons. What he wants is the entire West China store in his hands."
Ye Fan nodded and smiled when he heard this: "That's right, only in this way can he have the opportunity to compete with the five great masters."
Song Hongyan gave Ye Fan another reassurance: "As for Murong Yanran, you don't have to worry, she will be very at ease."
Ye Fan was interested: "Is that true?"
"Murong Wuxin's lineage has declining, and the only direct connections are Murong Wuxin and Murong Yanran."
After drinking chicken soup, Song Hongyan pulled a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth:
"Murong Wuxin's entire hope lies with Murong Yanran, and Murong Yanran's heart is also tied to Murong Wuxin."
"Murong Wuxin is not dead, and his peace of mind will become a thread, tightly tied to Murong Yanran's heart."
This is also the main reason why Song Hongyan didn't take any action against Murong Wuxin.
She wanted to use Murong Wuxin to kill the possible risks Murong Yanran had.
"Okay, just make sure you have an arrangement. I won't say much, I'll leave this to you."
Ye Fan laughed loudly and poured a glass of red wine for the woman:
"I'll have a good rest for a few days and think about how to deal with the Arctic Chamber of Commerce."
He wanted to take advantage of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce's self-warming situation and think of some solutions that could give the opponent a heavy blow.
After all, offense is the best defense.
Moreover, when the hill exploded, Yuan Qingyi's disfigurement still makes Ye Fan feel uneasy.
"bite--"
At this moment, Song Hongyan's cell phone vibrated.
Instead of putting on the earbuds to answer, she directly clicked on the hands-free one.
Almost as soon as she fed her, a helicopter roar rang out from the other end of the phone.
Then, a middle-aged man's voice came over with panting but extremely excited:
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, we found it, we found it!"
He shouted with great excitement: "We are transporting her to land at the bottom of the mountain..."
Ye Fan was stunned and looked at the woman curiously: "What are you looking for?"