The reason why Ye Fan was so interested was because he seemed to have seen similar patterns while performing tasks together.
The plum blossom birthmark on Lin Ruobing's body does not look like a real birthmark, but more like some kind of totem.
Since it was related to Lin Ruobing's life experience, Ye Fan naturally wanted to have some snacks.
The next afternoon, Lin Ruobing went to work, while Ye Fan rested in the hotel.
As a result, as soon as he went out, his phone rang, and the caller was his mother-in-law... Zhang Tingting!
"Mom, do you have anything to do with me?" Ye Fan answered the phone and asked curiously.
"Ye Fan, come here quickly. I encountered something here and I need you to come over and beat someone up." Zhang Tingting reminded her.
Ye Fan was startled, his forehead suddenly darkened, "What? Beating someone?"
Zhang Tingting said confidently: "That's right! Isn't your martial arts very good? I don't need you now, why don't you keep it for the Chinese New Year? Stop worrying and come over quickly..."
After saying that, Zhang Tingting hung up the phone.
Well?
Ye Fan was stunned, as if he was confused by the other party. Not long after, he received the location from his mother-in-law.
Although Ye Fan didn't know what his mother-in-law was doing, he had something to ask her, and it happened that the matter could be solved together.
So, Ye Fan drove there according to the location.
When Ye Fan drove over, Zhang Tingting was already quarreling with someone.
I saw her holding the waist of the bucket, looking like a shrew scolding the street, surrounded by a group of burly men, as if she was unwilling to be outdone, and even had an overwhelming momentum.
Zhang Tingting looked fearless and scolded: "I'm telling you, my son-in-law is coming soon. If you know better, just get out of here... Want to blackmail me? Bah! Dream on!"
It turned out that Zhang Tingting and his wife came to visit the antique street. Who knew that when they just passed an antique shop, the bottle placed at the door suddenly fell down.
Zhang Tingting happened to be right next to her.
Before she could realize what was going on, the owner of the store came over and said that Zhang Tingting had broken his vase and that she had to pay 200,000 yuan in compensation.
Zhang Tingting is an extremely greedy woman. How could she be willing to give someone 200,000 yuan? Besides, she clearly didn't touch the vase, but the vase broke by itself. This was obviously an accident.
How could Zhang Tingting take this inexplicable blame?
At this time, an antique shop owner in a Tang suit looked like he was in a position of dominance and shouted: "Are you blackmailing me? Will my vase move on its own? If you don't touch it, how could it break on its own? It's obviously
That’s what you encountered!”
There were several people at the scene, and they all pointed out. Judging from their appearance, they might have been arranged in advance, "Yes, yes! We saw it just now!"
"Damn bitch! Did you hear that too? Someone saw you bump into me, how dare you lie so much? I wouldn't lie to you so much! 200,000! You can't even think of leaving here without losing money!" Boss Zhao said with confidence.
He was justified and looked like he was sure of Zhang Tingting's decision.
Lin Haitao looked like he hated iron, and blamed him: "Wife, I said the antique street is very deep, and you have to come here to wander around? Now it's better! We are in trouble!"
Zhang Tingting also had some regrets in her heart, but she would not bear the blame even if she was beaten to death. "I heard that you can make millions by just picking things up here, so you came here to try your luck. Now the results are good."
, was blackmailed!"
When Boss Zhao heard that they had foreign accents, he became even more unscrupulous, "Damn you, bitch! I ask you again, 200,000! Do you want to pay for it? If you don't, I will ask someone to take action!"
"I'm sorry! I won't even give you 20 yuan!" Zhang Tingting was so angry that she scolded her on the spot.
Boss Zhao relied on his large number of people and didn't take Zhang Tingting seriously at all, "Oh? I didn't expect you, a stinky bitch, to have such a bad temper, okay! If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude. , come here...give it to me! Show some color to this damn bitch!"
"Yes! Boss!"
Boss Zhao's group of thugs responded in unison.
However, just when they were about to take action, someone at the scene suddenly stopped them and said: "Stop-"