At dusk when Tang Ruoxue issued an order to Wolong, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were accompanying Song Wansan to have tea.
"Grandpa, didn't you say you didn't have the energy to develop Golden Island? Why did you decide to go to auction tomorrow?"
Ye Fan asked curiously while pouring tea for Song Wansan.
"Besides, if you want Golden Island, just tell me, I'll take a photo for you."
Ye Fan was very sincere: "It was my betrothal gift for marrying Hongyan."
"Hahaha, good boy, thank you."
Song Wansan laughed loudly when he heard this: "But no, I'll just go for this auction."
"This is not that my grandfather doesn't like your betrothal gift, but I just think I have a fate with Golden Island, so it's better to participate by myself."
He also joked: "And my beauty is so virtuous, and a Golden Island is a betrothal gift, and the situation is smaller."
"Grandpa, you haven't explained why you suddenly want to bid for Golden Island again?"
Song Hongyan looked at the old man and smiled, then asked:
"I'll raise so much money from more than a dozen sisters for you. Why should I have a little right to know, right?"
In order to get all the money for grandpa, not only mortgaged the Song Group, but also dug out funds from Huo Ziyan and others.
“The reason is simple.”
Song Wansan sat upright slightly, and his eyes calmly greeted the two juniors:
"Just seeing Ye Fan propose to you, I suddenly realized a lot of things."
"I feel that if some people, some things, and some fate, if you fall in love with them, you must do it without hesitation and practice it."
"As for the future outcome, whether good will be rewarded, and lovers will eventually get married, it doesn't matter."
"What is important is to give your all and you will have no regrets in your heart."
"So I found that after I came back from Golden Island, I was still thinking about it deep in my heart, thinking about my fate with it many years ago."
"So I finally decided to let go of the auction. It doesn't matter whether I can successfully bid."
Song Wansan had firmness in his eyes: "What's important is that I have worked hard."
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan both nodded together, agreeing with Song Wansan's words.
The two of them looked at each other and subconsciously clasped their fingers.
"Grandpa, don't worry, you will definitely be able to take pictures of Golden Island."
Ye Fan smiled: "I have seen its starting price, which is only 80 billion yuan, and the auction limit is up to 200 billion yuan."
"And you have almost 500 billion yuan in your hands now, enough to buy two and a half golden islands."
He cheered Song Wansan: "The wish will come true tomorrow."
Song Hongyan followed and said, "Grandpa, let's accompany you to the scene tomorrow."
"No, no!"
When Song Hongyan said something, Song Wansan was shocked and almost spilled the tea:
"I'll just take my lawyer and assistant to the next day."
"You two must not come."
As if he felt that he was too responsive, Song Wansan explained with a smile:
"This is not my grandfather dislikes you two."
"But you are worried that you will appear with me and be peeked at me that I will definitely get the Golden Island. It will be bad if you rush to raise the price at that time."
"You know, Tao Xiaotian has been holding onto the anger of Paradise Island and wants to stab me at any time."
"I will not show up until tomorrow's auction, so as not to make trouble for Tao Xiaotian."
"So you two can't show up, otherwise he will raise the price by hundreds of billions and my dream will be gone."
"If you have time, take your children around, or chat with you three mothers."
"They say every day that you have married a wife and forgot your mother hahaha."
"If you have time, you can go and see Jin Zhilin. Didn't Ye Fan want to open the island Jin Zhilin?"
"The clinic that saves life and helps the wounded cannot be a hand-off manager, so you have to have snacks."
Song Wansan refused Ye Fan and Song Hongyan to the auction in various ways, and then lowered his head and drank a sip of hot tea.
"Okay, grandpa, listen to you."
Ye Fan felt that Song Wansan was right, so he smiled helplessly: "Tomorrow, Hongyan and I will take the children to stroll around."
Song Hongyan also looked at the old man and smiled bitterly: "Grandpa, you have to be careful and bring more bodyguards."
In Cai Lingzhi's intelligence, the Bao Chamber of Commerce escaped and the severe damage caused by various countries to the Tao made Tao Xiaotian mistakenly believe that his grandfather protected Bao Zhenhai.
This made Tao Xiaotian hate his grandfather to the core.
As long as Tao Xiaotian finds an opportunity, he will definitely use any means to kill Song Wansan.
Song Wansan laughed: "Don't worry, don't worry, grandpa is a proper person."
"bite--"
Just as Ye Fan was about to say something, his phone vibrated.
He looked down and frowned slightly, but got up and walked aside to answer.
As soon as the phone was connected, Tang Ruoxue's familiar voice came from Ye Fan's ears:
"Do you know what I went through in the morning?"
The tone was cold and questioning, as if Ye Fan had done something that was sorry for her.
"How could I know what you've experienced?"
When Ye Fan heard the other party’s questioning tone and thought of the failure of the hospital in the morning, his tone became a little colder:
"I just know that when I rushed to the hospital, Aunt Qing was no longer in the hospital."
"You have backbone than I thought. I would rather Aunt Qing be in danger than bow her head."
"I just don't want to bow my head, why are you calling me again?"
Ye Fan asked casually: "Aunt Qing can't do it?"
"Haha, I thought you would reflect on it, at least you would be worried about Aunt Qing's life and death."
Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded. It's so disappointing."
"Aunt Qing is not my mother. Every time I see her, I am very hostile to me. Whether she is dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?"
Ye Fan said tit-for-tat: "Besides, I'll give you face, and I'll go to the hospital to save her life."
"I just didn't expect that for the sake of your so-called backbone, you took her out of the hospital, who was in danger."
"So, if Aunt Qing dies, it has nothing to do with me, and you can't blame me for taking her away."
Ye Fan wondered if Aunt Qing was dead, so he said it in advance so that Tang Ruoxue would not blame him on his head.
"Ye Fan, you are really not a good person. Not only do you not care about Aunt Qing's life and death, but you also take the lead in taking the responsibility of not saving people."
Tang Ruoxue's voice sank: "A life that could have been saved has passed away because of your inaction. Don't you feel guilty?"
"You are really a useless act as a child's miracle doctor."
"Fortunately, Aunt Qing is safe and safe after being out of danger, otherwise I must settle the accounts with you."
Tang Ruoxue rebuked Ye Fan without hesitation.
"Aunt Qing is safe."
Although Ye Fan was curious that someone could cure Aunt Qing, he didn't want to waste his energy on her:
"Is there anything else?"
"I'll just hang up if I'm fine."
He rubbed his head: "I'm going to cook with my wife later."
"Cooking, cooking, you will cook every day. Aunt Qing doesn't care about life and death. I don't ask anything after I experienced it."
Tang Ruoxue laughed furiously: "I tell you, Aunt Qing and I were attacked by powerful firepower and almost died on a deserted island."
"The attacker was Tang Hailong and the others."
She shouted: "If I hadn't had strong protection around me, I would have been shot in the head now."
"What?"
Ye Fan was shocked: "Tang Hailong? Did he appear? Was the person dead?"
Ye Fan always remembers the guy who started the Nine Hall Trial and ran away with a lot of truth.
He still has a lot of things to ask about that bastard.
"Son of a bitch!"
Tang Ruoxue said angrily: "I said I almost got shot in the head, but you said where is Tang Hailong?"
"Okay, I was originally wondering whether to give Song Wansan a chance depending on your obligations."
"If you are so cold-blooded and inhumane, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."
After saying that, she hung up the phone with a snap, leaving only a beeping sound.
Are you okay...
Ye Fan was forced to hold back his words and stared at his phone in a daze.
In my mind, Tang Hailong...
When he looked up again, he felt a little gloomy in the sky and a little coolness.
When Ye Fan walked back to the bench, Song Hongyan asked understandingly: "Tang Ruoxue?"
Ye Fan smiled and nodded: "Aunt Qing started to punish him for his crime."
"If you have the opportunity to treat you, you can help."
Song Hongyan poured Ye Fan a cup of tea: "Tang Ruoxue has a bad temper, you have no need to care about it."
Ye Fan smiled and held the woman's hand: "Okay, listen to my wife."
"Hahaha, the young couple should not show their love in front of me, get as far as I can."
Seeing this, Song Wansan laughed loudly, and then changed his subject:
"By the way, Ye Fan, your three mothers have given you the problem of falling into the water for your mother and wife."
"Today, grandpa will also take you."
"I promise you not to take the initiative to kill Tang Ruoxue, but Tang Ruoxue insists on coming to kill me."
He pinched the teacup and looked at Ye Fan with a smile: "What do you do?"
Song Hongyan's eyelids twitched.
Ye Fan subconsciously fell silent, and his expression became a little more struggling.
"Disturbating the answer?"
Song Wansan laughed loudly, drank the tea in one sip, and stood up:
"Grandpa will give you an answer!"
"That's right, don't help grandpa. Even if grandpa is shot by her, don't help grandpa."
"Grandpa doesn't want to see you and your former wife get angry, and you don't want you to be resentful for the rest of your life by Wangfan."
"This is my grandfather's voice, and there is no falsehood."
"As for whether you want to help Tang Ruoxue, it depends on your own choice."
"No matter how you choose, even if you kill grandpa, grandpa won't blame you."
Song Wansan looked at Ye Fan generously and smiled: "After all, the back of the hands and palms are all flesh."
"Grandpa, I won't help Tang Ruoxue!"
Ye Fan blurted out: "I won't let you and Hongyan be sad and disappointed!"
"Hahaha, good grandson-in-law, grandpa is relieved when you say this."
Song Wansan laughed again, then patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and left the rooftop: