When Tang Ruoxue came out of the medical clinic with an ugly face, Ye Fan was sending Tang Qiqi back to the sea view villa.
Although Tang Qiqi kissed Ye Fan passionately and boldly twice in order to fight against Tang Ruoxue, she still became shy when there were no outsiders.
Her pretty face was as red as an apple, and she didn't dare to raise her head to look at Mark.
Ye Fan comforted her before dispelling her embarrassment.
As for Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fan was too lazy to communicate anymore.
He could tell at a glance that the woman was making trouble unreasonably.
After making arrangements for Tang Qiqi and telling her to calm down and recuperate, Ye Fan went to Ling's Garden again.
Seeing that the Ling family garden was safe and there was no smell of green vultures around, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
He judged that Qingjiu must have seen that the conspiracy was discovered, so he stopped attacking Ling Anxiu in vain.
However, Ye Fan still took out his mobile phone and asked Song Hongyan to search for the whereabouts of Qingjiu.
Then Ye Fan sent another message to the Eight-faced Buddha and Sun Jing.
He felt that he needed to tighten Qingjiu's tight hoop as soon as possible, otherwise the sick woman would easily do extreme things.
His hands were still a bit small and he couldn't fully control the fluctuations of the green eagle.
Moreover, he had to get rid of this hidden danger as soon as possible before he could accompany Song Hongyan to watch the Tang Clan's gathering.
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Ling Anxiu instantly became brighter and her smile was like a flower.
She chatted with Ye Fan for a few words, and then welcomed Ye Fan into the dining room where the distinguished guests were entertained:
"Ye Fan, are you here? Are you tired after a long day of work?"
"Come on, come on, I just made the meal. You can wash your hands and eat."
"This is the Buddha jumping over the wall that I endured."
"This is the salmon I fried myself. Let's see if it suits your taste."
"And this caviar was flown over this morning. It tastes good. Give it a try."
While waiting for Ye Fan for a long time, Ling Anxiu was not idle and made a lot of delicious food for Ye Fan.
It was rare for her to get together with Mark, so she naturally put in all the effort into the candlelight dinner.
"By the way, what kind of wine do you want to drink?"
"There is whiskey, red wine, and sweet-scented osmanthus wine..."
Ling Anxiu brought food to Ye Fan: "Tonight, I will use my best efforts. I hope it will suit your taste."
Ye Fan looked at this cheap wife with a gentle smile on his face:
"Anxiu, if you are so virtuous and attentive, the food you cook must be delicious."
"Even if the food is a bit undercooked, as long as it looks at you, it's no different from delicacies."
He laughed loudly: "It's beautiful and delicious."
Ling Anxiu was very concerned about Ye Fan's attitude, and Ye Fan was willing to say nice things to make her happy.
"loquacious!"
Ling Anxiu poured a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for Ye Fan: "Let's drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine tonight."
Her smile is as sweet as cotton candy, and you can almost smell the sweet scent on her face:
"Although I know that I am average-looking and not as good as Mr. Song, Han Yue and the others."
"But I still like hearing you praise me, because beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
"Praise me more, and then I will really become Xi Tzu, and you will become my lover."
Her voice was extremely soft, and her eyes held indescribable longing.
Although Song Hongyan told her that Ye Fan was her Ling Anxiu's Ye Fan in Hengcheng.
But Ling Anxiu knew that in Ye Fan's heart, he was always Ye Fan.
She hopes she can gain some status.
While feeling the richness of the sweet-scented osmanthus brew, Ye Fan smiled helplessly at the woman:
"Anxiu, I'm not as good as you think."
"I'm lazy, greedy for money and lustful, and I often wallow among beautiful women."
"You'd better not like me, otherwise not only will there be no results, but you will be hurt by me from time to time."
"A kind-hearted woman like you should have a better destination and future."
He showed rare sincerity and sincerity: "Can we eat, drink, chat, and be close friends?"
Ye Fan hopes to dispel Ye Fan's shadow and stop Ling Anxiu's emotions from being pinned on him.
Although he cares about the beauties in the world, his temper prevents him from sharing the same love.
Ling Anxiu put down her chopsticks, pulled the chair closer to Ye Fan, and then raised her fingers:
"Do you feel lazy about eating? It's okay. I can be more diligent. I can cook, wash dishes, mop the floor and give birth to children. I can handle it."
"Greedy and lustful? I have tens of billions of dollars that belong to me. I can't get back the US$50 billion from Bank of the Sun, but I can still be rich for the rest of my life."
"My annual salary now is several hundred million, and I also have a lot of cars and houses."
"You must not let go of my money. Although it is not as wealthy as you, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are."
"You must be greedy for my money."
"As for looks, I should be a seven-pointer. If I dress up, an eight-pointer won't be a problem. It won't irritate my eyes when I go to bed without turning off the light."
"Young disciple, you must accept this evildoer like me."
Ling Anxiu changed her past reserve and cold arrogance, and like a little daughter-in-law, she pulled Ye Fan to promote herself.
She also hopes that she can control her feelings for Mark.
But when Ye Fan pulled her up from the abyss and gave her the peak of life, her feelings for Ye Fan were engraved in her bones.
"flutter!"
Ye Fan almost spit out the wine he just drank: "Can you not accept it?"
Ling Anxiu gave Ye Fan a piece of beef, blinked her eyes and said aggrievedly:
"How can you not accept it? Don't you say that you are too lazy to eat and are greedy for money and lust?"
"I'm rich, pretty, and hardworking. If you let me go like this, you're going against your own motto and you'll be struck by lightning."
She exhaled a long breath: "As a human being, you must start well and end well."
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry: "What a stupid woman..."
Ling Anxiu suddenly became serious: "Do you like this silly woman?"
Ye Fan was startled, then smiled: "I like it, but..."
Before Ye Fan could finish saying the words "destined but not separated", Ling Anxiu interrupted Ye Fan and said with a smile:
"It's enough if you like it. Just let me know that I'm not a hothead."
"As for other things that don't matter, all barriers and difficulties will be resolved sooner or later."
Ling Anxiu poured a glass of wine for Mark: "Okay, let's not talk anymore, come and drink."
Ye Fan stopped talking and drank several glasses of wine.
He had a headache about his relationship with Ling Anxiu, so he used alcohol to stimulate himself.
"Is this wine still suitable for you?"
Seeing Ye Fan drinking so fast, Ling Anxiu said softly:
"This is the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed wine made by my grandfather himself."
"It's mellow in the mouth, sweet and refreshing, but has great staying power."
"Grandpa said that when I meet the person I love and I can't get along, I'll get him drunk and make him a cooked meal."
"Then if you keep stalking, you will definitely get the right results."
"Master Ye, are you afraid that I will execute you on the spot?"
Ling Anxiu held her head with one hand and looked at Ye Fan and joked: "If I eat you, you will be in trouble for the rest of your life."
grandfather?
Crossing the river?
Ye Fan paused slightly: "Did your grandpa make this sweet-scented osmanthus wine?"
Ling Anxiu smiled charmingly:
"That's right. When he comes back tonight, he will have someone bring sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed wine so that I can reward you."
"You have so many things to do these days, but you are still thinking about the safety of the Ling family and me. Grandpa is grateful from the bottom of his heart."
She was very frank: "He also said that he already regarded you as half of the Ling family, so you are qualified to drink this sweet-scented osmanthus brew."
The wine given by Ling Guojiang?
Ye Fan took a breath of cold air, but when he wanted to speak, he felt weak on the soles of his feet.
He fell to the ground with a thud.
Ling Anxiu was shocked when she saw this, and subconsciously stood up to help:
"Master Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Before she finished speaking, Ling Anxiu swayed and fell limply to the ground.
Her pretty, reddish face looked unspeakably blurry and hazy.
Ye Fan shouted with difficulty the second before he fainted:
