On the morning after Tang Baliang was captured, Tang Ruoxue woke up with a groan.
She shook her head, tried to open her eyes, and found that she was in an elegant room.
Feeling the unfamiliar environment, the woman instinctively tensed up and reached out to touch the firearm in her waist.
But before his hands touched his waist, the door was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.
"I guessed you would wake up at this hour."
"Just in time, Hongyan cooked some barley porridge for you and drank a bowl of Baibaihuo."
Ye Fan held a tray in front of Tang Ruoxue, with a bowl of hot barley porridge on it.
"Is it you?"
Tang Ruoxue was slightly startled when she saw Ye Fan, and then her whole body relaxed.
She stared at Mark and squeezed out: "Why is it you?"
Ye Fan gently stirred the hot porridge: "If I didn't rescue you, would that loser Aunt Qing be able to save you?"
"Don't talk about Aunt Qing like that."
Tang Ruoxue coughed: "Aunt Qing has tried her best to protect me."
"Also, respect Aunt Qing from now on and don't always call her a loser."
She reminded Ye Fan with a straight face: "This is also a sign of respect for me!"
"I also want to respect her, but she's useless."
Ye Fan disagreed: "Tell me, how many times have things happened to you since you were protected by her?"
"It's not ten times, but eight times, right? Which time did she stand alone to protect you?"
"Even if the protection is inadequate, they often shirk responsibility."
Ye Fan snorted: "You are the only one who kept her. If it were me, she would have let her raise pigs."
"Okay, don't talk about Aunt Qing, and don't criticize her anymore."
Tang Ruoxue interrupted Ye Fan's topic and changed the subject:
"What happened to this kidnapping?"
"Isn't it Tang Yuanba's people who attacked me?"
There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Maybe you can save me from Tang Yuanba in time?"
Aunt Qing recognized that it was Tang Baliang and his men who attacked her, but she was kidnapped but not killed, which was not in line with Tang Yuanba's purpose.
After Tang Yuanba forced her to hand over her shares in Dihao Bank, he would definitely kill her as quickly as possible to lay the foundation for victory.
"He is from Tang Yuanba, and also from my second uncle."
Ye Fan briefly described the matter, then stared at the woman and said lightly:
"Tang Yuanba jumped over the wall in a hurry. My second aunt wanted to exchange people for others, so you became a victim."
"I went alone to rescue you, and also took down Tang Baliang and his gang."
"The threat from Tang Baliang has been lifted, but that doesn't mean Tang Yuanba will give up."
"Maybe he will send someone to deal with you again."
"Anyway, you are still in a dangerous situation now. If nothing serious happens, just stay in seclusion for me."
"Don't ever think about flying back to Hengcheng to take charge of the overall situation."
"If you had listened to my advice earlier, or acted as calmly as Hongyan, this kidnapping would never have happened."
Ye Fan showed a hint of helplessness:
"It's a pity that you always ignore my warnings and put yourself in danger again and again."
"I know you saved me, and I know you hold a high position, but don't accuse me at every turn."
Hearing Ye Fan compare Song Hongyan to himself, Tang Ruoxue's eyes became a little colder:
"I have my own rules for doing things, and I don't need you to tell me what to do."
"If you are disappointed with me, you don't have to interfere at all."
Tang Ruoxue's tone was harsh: "Also, I have known for a long time that I am not as good as Song Hongyan. There is no need for you to use her to humiliate me."
Ye Fan frowned: "You think I want to accuse you? I'm just worried about you..."
"Are you really worried about my safety, or are you worried that I will bring you trouble?"
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan and joked: "You actually don't want to save me in your heart, but morality and environment force you to save me, right?"
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Tang, you are a bit of a white-eyed wolf..."
Tang Ruoxue responded unceremoniously: "You don't want to save me, but you are afraid of being accused of being cold-blooded and ruthless."
"And this happened because of you, so I feel guilty if I don't do something."
"Rather than saying that you tried your best to save me, it would be better to say that you were protecting your own image and atonement for yourself."
"This is also your explanation to Tang Wangfan!"
"You are helpless and aggrieved, and you are afraid that Song Hongyan will be angry, but you have to rescue me."
Tang Ruoxue's words were very sharp: "So you want to be at peace and not cause any more trouble to you, right?"
Ye Fan laughed angrily: "Is this what you think?"
"Ye Fan, we were once husband and wife. We didn't love each other deeply, but we still knew each other somewhat."
Tang Ruoxue's eyes were very sharp, giving people the feeling that she had already seen through Mark:
"Just tell me what you have in mind. Don't blame me under the guise of doing my best."
"I will never accept your interference in my life or my career."
"You're really annoying me. Just tell me plainly: Tang Ruoxue, be calm and don't bring me any trouble!"
Tang Ruoxue was very forceful: "Really, if you say that, I will keep myself away from you."
Her feelings for Ye Fan had long been indifferent and she was no longer jealous, but she still felt disgusted when she heard Ye Fan compare Song Hongyan with herself.
Is this to show off to her the sweetness of the couple with pride, or is it to remind her of how failed she once was as a wife?
Her family was ruined, she had gone through life and death several times, and she was always struggling. She didn't ask Ye Fan to take any responsibility, but she didn't want Ye Fan to rub salt into her wounds.
"Tang Ruoxue, you are simply unreasonable——"
Ye Fan said angrily: "Am I doing it for your own good, or am I afraid that you will be in trouble? Do you really have no idea?"
"Also, if you want to get angry, don't involve Hongyan."
"Let me tell you, every time I save you, Hongyan not only takes the initiative to urge me, but also spends a lot of energy."
"This time, when Hongyan saw me waiting for the situation, she told me that if I want to save you, I will do my best and don't worry about her feelings."
"She also hopes in her heart that you are safe and sound, and that Wangfan has complete parents."
"I knew you would wake up this morning, so I cooked a pot of porridge for you early."
Ye Fan defended Song Hongyan: "Why did Hongyan become so weak when it came to your mouth?"
"You mean I have a small belly?"
Tang Ruoxue stared at Ye Fan and sneered:
"Yes, yes, you are a woman who is gentle and considerate, considerate, and generous."
"Even ten of me can't compare to her, okay?"
"Don't compare her to me anymore."
She pointed to the door: "Take away the porridge and bring me my phone."
"I'll change my clothes and leave, so as not to cause you any more trouble."
She, Tang Ruoxue, wouldn't care if she didn't want the stability and protection she had gained through wanton humiliation.
"Leave? Where to go back? Shangri-La Hotel?"
Seeing that Tang Ruoxue was in a mood and wanted to go back, Ye Fan was startled and hurriedly gave advice:
"There are not many people left at the Shangri-La Hotel. I basically went out with Aunt Qing to perform a mission. There are not many people left to protect you now."
"You can only stay in Mingyue Garden for a while. When you go back to Shangri-La Hotel, you will be killed by Tang Yuanba in minutes."
Ye Fan warned: "Don't be willful anymore..."
"You don't have to worry about it!"
Tang Ruoxue got out of bed stubbornly: "Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you."
After saying that, she knocked over the hot porridge in front of Mark, opened the door and walked out wearing slippers.
After taking just a few steps, Tang Ruoxue stopped.
Her vision fell on the vast hall on the first floor.
A cleared corner was covered with colorful mats and many toys.
Song Hongyan half-knelt on the ground with a smile.
Tang Wangfan overturned the toy and quickly crawled towards Song Hongyan.
The next second, he danced and ran into Song Hongyan's arms.
