Ye Fan took a bottle of wine from the long-legged beauty and poured her a drink.
"If you don't drink much, then don't drink." Ye Fan looked at the long-legged beauty curiously.
"Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye, you... why do you look at me like this?" Zhu Wanting was very uncomfortable and did not dare to be as arrogant as she was at the bridal shop in the morning. A look of panic appeared on her face.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Ye Fan smiled, "How old are you this year?"
"Ten...nineteen." Zhu Wanting pursed her lips and took a nervous sip of the drink.
"Getting married at nineteen?" Ye Fan grinned slightly, "I don't think that Jiang Jun is good enough for you."
"Of course I know! How can he, a loser like him, be my husband?" Zhu Wanting snorted arrogantly, "I'm just acting with him to earn some pocket money."
"Aren't you getting married on Saturday?"
"It's just an engagement, don't bother with the wedding." Zhu Wanting rolled her eyes at Ye Fan.
"Jiang Jun is a well-known scumbag in our county. As long as I gather the girls he has played with before getting married and bring them all to two families, will they still force me to marry that fool?"
Ye Fan understood that this proud little girl was quite smart.
"Don't you want to study?"
"No, it's boring. My family is not short of money anyway." Zhu Wanting relaxed a little after hearing Ye Fan's tone, "Mr. Ye, why are you asking me these?"
"Because, I always feel that you are not as unruly as you seem." Ye Fan held his chin, "Miss Zhu, what are you hiding?"
Zhu Wanting's delicate body suddenly trembled, she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Mark.
She nervously rubbed the hem of her hot pants on her thighs and hesitated: "I...I, that's how I am. I've been like this since I was a kid! Mr. Ye, if you want to preach to me, I advise you to give up. I
I won’t listen to you!”
"I didn't say you must listen to me." Ye Fan laughed, "It's just that girls of your age shouldn't be like this."
"This has nothing to do with you!" Zhu Wanting looked bored, lowered her voice, and whispered into Ye Fan's ear.
"Mr. Ye, if you ask me any questions again, I will scream loudly and say you molested me! There are so many people here, I don't believe you don't want to face!"
Zhu Wanting is very smart. After realizing that Ye Fan is easier to talk to, she immediately took action.
"How about we don't offend the river?"
Zhu Wanting crossed her legs with a proud expression, which made Ye Fan happy.
"Miss Zhu, don't be angry. What I asked you didn't mean to make you change your living habits. Just think of me as a verbose brother and don't take it to heart."
Ye Fan shook his head and leaned back on the chair, "If you think it is interesting to continue living this kind of life, I can say hello to your father and ensure that no one will interfere with your freedom in the future."
After hearing this, Zhu Wanting's delicate body trembled again, and her beautiful big eyes revealed an unspeakable sadness.
Ye Fan noticed something was wrong with her, frowned slightly, poured her another drink, and said with a slight smile: "You are not in shape to drink. Eat more fruits in the future. Write off today's matter. If you have any trouble, you can contact me."
With that said, Ye Fan clinked glasses with her, stood up and walked towards Wu Kui and the others.
Zhu Wanting lowered her head and said nothing, with a faint mist filling her eyes.
At this time, Mr. Zhu sat next to her and asked with great joy: "Daughter, what did you talk about with Mr. Ye? He seems to be in a good mood."
"Nothing." Zhu Wanting shook her head, suddenly drank the drink in the cup, and said in a deep voice: "Dad, I am going to visit the graves of my mother and brother tomorrow!"
Mr. Zhu was stunned for a moment, "You've never been willing to go, right? Why are you sweeping graves so neatly?"
"I just want to go!" Zhu Wanting narrowed her eyes, "I don't care, you arrange a car for me tomorrow!"
"Okay, okay, I'll make arrangements." Seeing that his daughter was showing signs of going crazy, Mr. Zhu quickly agreed.
This place is full of big shots. If his daughter makes trouble out of control, he will lose face.
"I'm going back to the room first." Zhu Wanting picked up her bag and left the table with her chin held high.
Ye Fan didn't take it seriously, and Wu Zi had a lively chat with Wu Kui and others.
The private party lasted until midnight, and then the guests went back to the prepared rooms in the hotel to stay.
Early the next morning, Ye Fan was woken up by Zhao Dong.
"Zhao Dong, it's only half past five and I haven't slept for three hours. What are you asking me to do?" Ye Fan rubbed his eyelids and invited Zhao Dong into the room.
"Mr. Ye, there is a boxing gym here, let's go and practice together!" Zhao Dong was very energetic.
If Ye Fan remembers correctly, Zhao Dong drank two kilograms of Maotai last night and only slept for a few hours, and he was already feeling better?
Thinking of this, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh.
Although my physical fitness is good, it is far from reaching my best condition. I drink too much and suffer from fatigue, so I need to get enough rest to recover.
If it weren't for his consciousness, concepts, and familiarity with Qi training methods, coupled with the two months of tempering and supplementation, his physical strength would probably be one level worse than Zhao Dong and the others.
"Boxing gym?" Ye Fan yawned, "I'm so sleepy..."
"Mr. Ye, please stop joking. With your strength, what can a little wine do to you?" Zhao Dong laughed loudly and dragged Ye Fan away.
The two crossed the hotel garden, jogged along a newly built path around the native lake, and arrived at a two-story boxing gym.
At this time, a dull sound of "bang bang bang" came from the boxing gym.
When I went in, I saw that Wu Kui and Qin Wen were fighting in the ring.
The punches of these two people are very fierce, and when they collide together, they can make a sound like the wind.
"Take a rest, Mr. Ye is here!" Zhao Dong threw a towel towards the ring and said loudly.
Wu Kui and Qin Wen quickly stopped, jumped off the ring with a smile, and approached Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye, isn't it nice here?"
"That's good." Ye Fan nodded and asked with a dark face, "Why did you bring me here so early in the morning?"
"Mr. Ye, don't be surprised. The three of us were practicing boxing just now, and the routines are too familiar. There is no point in fighting."
Wu Kui grinned: "No, I finally met you, a master, and I wanted to ask you to come over and give me some advice."
"Guide?" Ye Fan was stunned, and then smiled suddenly: "The guidance is fake, but you want to find out whether my strength is real?"
Qin Wen wiped his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye is Mr. Ye, you will hit it right away!"
"Tell me, what are you planning?" Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense.
"Mr. Ye, the three of us thought about what you told us yesterday for a long time this morning, but we just can't understand it."
Wu Kui said sarcastically: "We still feel that when it comes to boxing, you have to rely on your own strength to speak for yourself. You talk too arrogantly, and we can't accept it."
"I see."
Ye Fan twisted his neck in distress, picked up a boxing glove from the side and put it on, then jumped onto the ring: "Wu Kui, you are the most powerful among the three, come and fight with me. Zhao Dong,
Qin Wen, you can see clearly!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
The three of them were overjoyed.
Wu Kui shouted: "Go get the camera first, make sure you don't take the wrong picture."
Zhao Dong and Qin Wen took a dozen high-power cameras and set them up around the ring in a dense circle.
Ye Fan's scalp was numb when he saw it, "What are you doing?"
"Mr. Ye, this way there will be no dead ends!" Wu Kui jumped onto the ring and grinned: "Then let's start?"
"Wait for me for a while and stretch your muscles."
Ye Fan leaned over and pressed his legs, twisted his waist, and jumped up and down for a few minutes before slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air.
Wu Kui was getting angry, "Mr. Ye, are you feeling better?"
"That's it."
Ye Fan stood still, the relaxed and comfortable look on his face instantly changed, and a fierce momentum surged from his body, "Come and hit me!"
When Wu Kui saw Ye Fan painting the lakeside, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.
However, now that we are on the stage, there is no way out.
He shouted low, stepped forward with his feet, raised his fist suddenly, and hit Ye Fan with a fierce uppercut.
"Whoa!"
The sound of breaking through the air suddenly started, and even Zhao Dong and Qin Wen in the audience could hear it clearly.
"Boss Wu is serious!"
"This punch is powerful, I don't dare to block it."
"Well, it depends on how Mr. Ye defends himself."
Wu Kui came fiercely, Ye Fan's eyes brightened slightly, he stepped back and tilted his head to avoid it.
A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door.
When Wu Kui saw Ye Fan taking steps to avoid it at the last moment, he couldn't help but admire: "What a quick reaction!"
Immediately, there were several more punches, and the force became even more fierce.
Ye Fan frowned and dodged back and forth within a range of about one meter.
Wu Kui continued to pursue, with little success, and quickly retreated to distance himself.
"Mr. Ye, why didn't you take action?" Wu Kui was puzzled and a little angry: "Are you looking down on me?"
"No." Ye Fan smacked his mouth.
"Wu Kui, your punches are strong enough, and you follow a path of wide open and close. At first glance, it may seem difficult to get close to you, but an experienced boxer can see many flaws at a glance.
They just need to avoid the edge temporarily and consume your physical strength, and then they can easily defeat you."
"Easy?" Wu Kui didn't believe it, "Mr. Ye, aren't you saying this a bit too much?"
"In that case, I'll punch you."
"Okay! Mr. Ye, I've been waiting for your words!" Wu Kui laughed, "Let me feel your true strength!"
With that said, Wu Kui punched out, hitting Ye Fan directly in the face.
"as you wish."
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned sideways, took half a step forward, and followed Wu Kui's arm to come to him.
At the same time, the shrinking fist suddenly shot out.
"not good!"
Wu Kui was shocked and quickly raised his other arm to resist.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's punch was so fierce that even if he blocked his fist, his body was still knocked away.
"call……"
Wu Kui fell directly out of the ring, flew seven or eight meters, hit a pillar covered with soft stone, and then fell headlong onto the leather floor mat.
With a muffled sound of "bang", Wu Kui tensed up slightly and immediately got up from the ground, looking at Ye Fan in disbelief.