When Bao Qianyun was extremely regretful, Ye Fan was besieged by a group of belligerents.
Jin Jiyuan and the others, under the banner of Ye Fan snubting them these days, kept pouring Ye Fan over and over again.
Moreover, red wine, bamboo leaves and green ice beer takes turns, and it seems that Ye Fan must be drunk.
Song Hongyan smiled helplessly and blocked the wine for Ye Fan, but was also filled with a large bottle of red wine.
After drinking, they covered Ye Fan's nostrils with their eyes and asked Ye Fan to select Song Hongyan from more than a dozen hands.
They want to see if Ye Fan has a deep relationship with Song Hongyan and is familiar with her body.
Ye Fan touched each one by one, back and forth three times, but he could not find Song Hongyan in his equally smooth skin.
During the countdown, Ye Fan had to barely hold one hand and say it was Song Hongyan.
As a result, as soon as I opened my eyes, I found that it was Kim Ji-won who was covering her mouth and laughing.
And Song Hongyan was not among the crowd at all.
The women laughed at Ye Fan who recognized the wrong person and then punished Ye Fan for a large cup of German rye.
Song Hongyan also said that Ye Fan deliberately pretended not to recognize him and pinched Ye Fan's waist.
Ye Fan saw that it was not a solution to continue playing like this, so he immediately used cold water to clear his mind.
Then he told the girls that they were too busy, their metabolism was too fast, and they were not treated in time, and they were prone to aging.
Huo Ziyan and Wang Qingwu were immediately panicked when they heard this. They put down their plans to get Ye Fan and Song Hongyan drunkenly and surrounded Ye Fan and asked what to do?
Jin Zhiyuan even asked Ye Fan to quickly prepare a beauty prescription that has a better effect than the shy anther ointment.
Ye Fan said there was no need to be so troublesome. He gave the girls acupuncture and adjusted their physical functions to slow down their aging.
Soon, there were more than a dozen recliners on the third deck, and Jin Zhiyuan and the others were lying on it one by one, asking Ye Fan to give him acupuncture.
Ye Fan, who brought the medicine box, almost sprinkled the silver needle to the ground before he could do it.
More than a dozen recliners were lined up, and more than a dozen pairs of long legs were lined up. At first glance, Ye Fan's heart was almost jumping out.
He could only bring another bottle of vodka and drink it for two sips.
An hour later, Ye Fan dropped all the silver needles, and Jin Zhiyuan and the others felt the warm current of acupuncture comfortably.
Then, they closed their eyes, blew the sea breeze, and took a nap with a little drunkenness.
"The whole world is quiet."
Ye Fan covered them with white towels, then found a corner sofa and sat down.
He slowly exhaled a long breath, pinched a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth.
At this time, another pair of straight and long legs came to Ye Fan.
Then put a bowl of three fresh noodle soup in Ye Fan's hand.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned. When he looked up, he found that it was Qi Qingmei.
There are also fish that slipped through the net.
Ye Fan was about to speak, Qi Qingmei sat down opposite him, and spoke slowly with his legs raised:
"Don't think about getting me up tonight."
"You owe this acupuncture first. I will pay it back to me one day when you return to Baocheng."
She also pointed to the noodle soup: "You have been busy for so long and have drunk so much wine. You should be hungry and eat while it's hot."
She had been stained with a lot of wine just now, and she went back to the cabin to change her clothes. When she came out, she saw Kim Ji-won and the others lying down.
Qi Qingmei took the opportunity to cherish this rare time to spend together and talk about something.
Ye Fan smiled and stirred the noodles, and did not forget to joke:
"It seems that Mr. Qi has grown a lot again."
"Not only has the lofty ideal of being Mrs. Ye Tang, but also the careful and considerate and considerate of the common people in the city."
He lowered his head and drank a sip of clear soup: "You know, in the past, you disdained to care about people."
"It's a pity that you are not interested in being Young Master Ye Tang, and you have become Mr. Song's man."
Qi Qingmei's face did not change at all: "My young master's wife's dream is completely shattered."
"Otherwise I can care about you better and more considerately."
She looked at Ye Fan with fun: "I will even try my best to get you to the top."
Ye Fan raised his head to greet the woman's eyes: "Don't you still have Ye Jincheng to choose?"
"Ye Jincheng has changed a lot in the past six months. Not only has it restrained its anger and hidden its ambitions, but it also socialized everywhere to strengthen its team."
Qi Qingmei poured himself a glass of red wine, staring at Ye Fan with cold eyes and slowly spoke:
"Now he is better than before his birthday, and he is stronger."
"Even the Seventh King of Lao is more vigilant about him."
"He came out of your light and bloomed his own color."
"He has also become friendly to me from the past, not only often letting guests support the club, but also solving several troubles for the club."
"Honestly, he is much more mature than before, almost meeting what I had previously asked for him."
"It's just that I, Qi Qingmei, never turn back or go back."
Qi Qingmei said very happily: "The fate between me and him is over, that is over."
"I am not motivated again if I don't go back or eat the grass."
Ye Fan picked up a chopstick and put the noodles in his mouth: "This means you will never be the wife of Young Master Ye Tang."
Qi Qingmei's tone was indifferent: "It's true that it can't be done."
Ye Fan asked back: "Is it a pity?"
"A little sad, but I can't say I'm sorry."
Qi Qingmei rubbed her fingers against the cold wine glass:
"My despair is that the young master Ye Tang's wife is my dream since I was a child."
"What I have been obsessed with for more than ten years is now falling apart, and I don't even have any thoughts at all, so I can't help but feel sad."
"No regrets, it's because I am a dead person, I survived with you, and there is also the Jin Yuan Club."
She added: "I should be satisfied."
“It’s good to have this mentality.”
Ye Fan reminded: "And you should have a broader look. The world is so big, why bother to stick to the young master's wife?"
"You can have greater ideals and greater achievements."
"For example, the richest woman in Baocheng, Sun Daoyi, the daughter who influences the economy in the business world, and the Iron Lady at the top of the pyramid of power in the world."
"These identities are not better than the wife of the Young Master Ye Tang?"
"I can also assure you that as long as you have enough ability, I will give you a bigger platform in the future."
For this powerful woman with strength, Ye Fan still has to draw a big pie.
"Then I will thank the boss in advance."
Qi Qingmei smiled and said, "But I can't be the young master's wife, but whether you are the young master or not is not something you can choose."
"You don't care, you don't care, Ye Jincheng and the others may not think so."
"Your identity, your ability and your connections are destined to be able to wear a yellow robe at any time."
"How could Ye Jincheng allow you to sleep soundly beside the couch?"
"Wait, Ye Tang will definitely have bloody future. Either you are forced to take power or Ye Jincheng will kill you."
Qi Qingmei reminded Ye Fan meaningfully: "No matter whether you escape or not, you will definitely fight Ye Jincheng."
“Not that exaggerated.”
Ye Fan lowered his head and stirred the noodles: "Look, my father is in power, and my uncle, second, fourth uncle and others are not tragic?"
"That's the old lady's strength, and the old seventh king was suppressed. With the combination of hardness and softness of the sect leader Ye, the brothers' conflicts did not break out."
Qi Qingmei asked back: "Besides, how do you know that your uncle and others didn't stab the head of Ye Sect in secret?"
"How is the Ye family doing recently?"
Ye Fan was silent for a while and did not discuss the matter of Ye Biancheng again. He did not want to go back to Baocheng, nor did he want to get involved in these things.
Then, he hesitated and asked: "How are Old Mrs. Ye and the others?"
"They are all very good. If not, how can the Yemen Master and his wife have the leisure to come here for vacation?"
Qi Qingmei sipped a sip of red wine, then changed the subject: "But something big happened to your second uncle's relative not long ago."
Ye Fan subconsciously asked, "What's the big deal?"
"Lin Wuya, the head of the Lin family, accidentally killed the daughter of a big crocodile in the Red Shield Alliance at the Las Vega Casino."
Qi Qingmei slowly informed Ye Fan of the incident: "The Red Shield Crocodile has issued a gangster killing order to destroy the whole family."
"Eighty percent of Lin Wuya's dozens of followers were killed before they even left Las Vega."
"Several Lin family strongholds were also cleaned without mercy."
"If it weren't for Lin Wuya's side, there were a few poison masters who struggled to support him, and he probably had his head shot and corpse on the street by the other party."
"Even so, they can only hide in the sewer and wait for support and negotiations."
"The head of the Lin family communicated repeatedly with the Red Shield Alliance and was willing to pay a sky-high compensation and Duan Lin Wuya one hand."
"But they were all rejected by the Red Shield Crocodile."
Qi Qingmei slightly opened her red lips: "The Red Shield Crocodile is determined to kill Lin Wuya to avenge his daughter."
Ye Fan nodded with his chopsticks: "It's a bloody father."
"But Lin Wuya finally returned to western Sichuan alive."
Qi Qingmei leaned forward slightly:
"I heard that it was your second uncle Ye Tianri who settled it..."