Chapter seven hundred and eighty third no matter to be courteous
Two days later, Han Ziqi took Nangong Yan and the Feng Shui master to the cemetery.
Ye Fan went to Our Lady's Hospital.
Han Xiangbei was not in the hospital, and there were only four Han family bodyguards and nurses at the door, so when Ye Fan opened the door and entered, Yang Manli was the only one in the room.
Although half of her body was still not very flexible, Yang Manli had swept away the fear and haggardness of the previous days and was leaning lazily on the sofa.
She didn't wear any shoes, and her slender legs lay casually on the sofa.
The most eye-catching thing is that she also put on makeup.
Not only does her face look ten years younger, it looks delicate and tight, and her fair toes are also painted with pink nail polish.
It looks like it gives people a feeling of infinite temptation.
I have to admit that Yang Manli is good-looking, with fair skin, long legs and a slim waist, and she is well-maintained, which can always make ordinary men have fantasies.
When her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Fan, she did not have the strength and hatred of the past, but instead had an indescribable charm.
But Ye Fan had no desire and smiled lightly: "Mrs. Han, you are recovering well. You have time to put on makeup."
"Thank you for your wonderful rejuvenation."
Yang Manli was not angry, but had an intoxicating smile: "If it weren't for you, my aunt would have been tortured to death by insects, so she wouldn't be in the mood to put on makeup."
"Come here today, will you cure the paralysis on Auntie's side?"
"If so, come over quickly and give Auntie a massage."
"I can't move half of it, it's so uncomfortable."
Yang Manli looked like she had settled her grudges, and pinched a piece of orange and gave it to Ye Fan: "Here, try the orange peeled by Auntie."
"Thank you, but I'm full, so I don't need to eat fruit."
Ye Fan avoided the orange that came to his mouth, and then took out a silver needle to disinfect it: "I'd better help you repair your nerves and let you move quickly."
Perhaps because of the proximity to Yang Manli, the aroma became stronger and more intoxicating.
Yang Manli smiled sweetly: "You are indeed loyal. No wonder Ziqi trusts you so much."
"I used to think that you were just a greedy and lustful person, and you were just trying to get close to Ziqi because you wanted to steal the Han family's money."
"Looking back now, I realize that Auntie was wrong."
Yang Manli slightly turned her body to one side to give Ye Fan a little more benefit for her eyes: "Auntie, I apologize to you."
Ye Fan's eyelids jumped, this woman was too attentive.
But he smiled faintly: "The past is in the past. As long as you don't bully Zi Qi in the future, we will not be enemies."
Then, he picked up the silver needle and started acupuncture on Yang Manli.
"After today's treatment, half of your body will be able to move."
"But in the next half month, you'd better take a rest, so as not to involve your nerves and leave sequelae!"
"Also, be less harmful to others in the future."
Ye Fan reminded: "Otherwise, you will harm others and yourself..." "For the sake of Ziqi's safety and future, will you do anything to me?"
Yang Manli exhaled and asked, "Are you using this to blackmail me and Han Xiangbei?"
"If you bully Zi Qi again, I will retaliate against you without hesitation."
Ye Fan spoke word by word: "But today's treatment is another matter. If you agree to move the tomb, I will definitely let you return to normal."
There was another sentence left unsaid. He promised to remove the parasite, but he did not say to remove all the parasites.
As the silver needles fell one by one, the half of Yang Manli's unconscious body began to feel hot and a little painful.
Ten minutes later, Yang Manli discovered that her left hand and left leg could move and were no longer as numb as a tree.
"Is it really better?"
Yang Manli let out a sweet cry, waved her hands and feet a few times, and then moved her left leg off the sofa to feel the coldness and thickness of the floor.
Soon, she made a judgment that she was really well. Although she could not run like ordinary people, she no longer needed to sit in a wheelchair.
"What a man, he really cured me."
"Ye Fan, I really like you more and more."
Yang Manli smiled, sat back on the sofa, and suddenly reached out to touch Ye Fan's cheek: "Make a deal, you give up Ziqi, come to me, I will give you all the shares in Ziqi, and let you be the chief research and development engineer.
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Her voice was extremely soft: "Ziqi will marry Long Tianao sooner or later. It's useless for you to hold her thigh."
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and he avoided the fragrant hand.
Then, he sneered: "Not enough chips!"
"Not enough chips?"
"Just ask for any chips you want. As long as I can get them, Auntie will give them to you."
Yang Manli's beautiful eyes were always staring at Ye Fan. Different from the coldness before, she now had a smile on her lips.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Give me everything?"
"As long as you give up Han Ziqi, as an auntie, I will give you whatever you want."
Yang Manli suddenly reached out and hooked Ye Fan's neck, her eyes became like spring water.
This gives people an extremely erotic feeling, and one can't help but want to get sucked in with every move he makes.
Touching her eyes, Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and suddenly he felt his heartbeat speeding up, and his spirit became a little dazed.
"Ye Fan, do you believe auntie?"
When Yang Manli saw Ye Fan's confused expression, her pretty face showed a touch of joy, and then she got closer to Ye Fan's face.
Waves of unknown aroma came from her face, hands, and mouth, gently hitting Ye Fan's mouth and nose.
Ye Fan was in a daze: "I believe auntie."
Yang Manli said quietly again: "Am I pretty?"
Ye Fan weakly responded: "Beautiful."
Yang Manli's smile became more and more delicate, and she changed the topic: "Did you take 20% of Ziqi's shares?"
Ye Fan nodded honestly: "Yes, Ziqi gave me 20% of the shares..." "Ye Fan, you are so kind and honest."
Yang Manli chuckled, and while pulling out a stack of contracts from under the coffee table, she continued to speak softly to Ye Fan: "You have no use for these two percent shares, can you transfer them to auntie?"
Her posture gives people a sense of nobility and dignity, but there is also an indescribable tenderness in her bones. This contrast is extremely tempting.
Yang Manli's red lips parted slightly: "Give me 20% of your shares, and Auntie will be kind to you..." Her voice was soft and gentle, with a romantic touch, and her eyes were seductive, making people feel intoxicated.
"Okay..." Ye Fan seemed to have lost his mind: "But Zi Qi will be angry if I know it."
"Don't worry, she can't protect herself."
Yang Manli put the signature pen into Ye Fan's hand: "Today's tomb relocation, Young Master Long will take her down. She won't have a chance to be angry with you..." "Sign it, after signing it, you will be mine."
She breathed out a breath of fragrance: "Glory, wealth, money, beautiful women, everything you want."
"Crack--" At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly tore up the contract.
His eyes instantly became cold and silent: "Those who move Ziqi will die!"
