"Well, thank you..." Ye Fan responded and fell into silence. After a long time, he said again: "Have you eaten tonight?"
Tang Ruoxue didn't hide anything: "No, I'm not hungry."
"You've been busy all day, how can you not eat?"
Ye Fan's tone was a little anxious: "I'll get a stomachache if I look like this. You can scold me, but you can't blame yourself."
Tang Ruoxue said nothing.
Ye Fan urged again: "Can you go get something to eat quickly?"
"good."
Tang Ruoxue responded with a word that was neither salty nor indifferent.
After a moment of silence, she said again: "Is there anything else?
It’s okay, I’m going to eat.”
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "It's okay..." "Goodbye!"
After Tang Ruoxue said this, she didn't give Mark another chance to speak. She hung up the phone decisively.
She worked hard to shrink the edges and corners that would leave Ye Fan covered with bruises, but she still maintained her last bit of stubbornness.
Ye Fan felt very uncomfortable when he heard the "beep beep" hang-up sound.
He still understands Tang Ruoxue's character. Women are not hungry. They will be hungry after a day of tossing and may even have stomachaches now.
But driven by disappointment, she lost her appetite... "A cigarette?"
When Ye Fan smiled bitterly and put his phone into his pocket, Ye Wujiu also stood next to Ye Fan, pinched out a piece of white sand and handed it to Ye Fan.
Tonight, Ye Wujiu lost the dullness and melancholy of the past, and became more cheerful and comfortable. Even the eyes he looked at Ye Fan were brighter.
Ye Fan was slightly startled. This was the first time his father had given him cigarettes.
He was a little uncomfortable and didn't know how to refuse, so he reached out and took it.
But Ye Fan didn't light it, he just held it in his mouth to feel the nicotine breath.
"This cigarette is a bit expensive, five yuan or six yuan?"
Ye Fan smiled and said to his father: "Buy something better next time, otherwise it will cause too much harm to your body."
Ye Wujiu sighed with emotion: "Many times, what I smoke is no longer cigarettes, but a kind of feeling, a kind of feeling in difficult days."
Ye Fan laughed: "What you said is a bit profound."
"It's really profound, haha. In fact, I'm used to smoking after smoking too much, but I'm not used to changing cigarettes."
Ye Wujiu lit it with a lighter. Looking at the burning cigarette, he changed the subject: "You drank a lot tonight, are you worried?"
Ye Fan was startled, then smiled and said: "I'm happy. After all, it's rare to get drunk with you. Didn't you also drink more than a pound?"
"I'm the one who's happy. You're hiding your thoughts and trying to get yourself drunk.
."
Ye Wujiu showed a gentle smile: "Are you trapped by love?
Are you having trouble with Miss Tang again?"
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "It seems that I can't hide anything from you, but how do you know that it's Ruoxue who is having trouble with me?"
"It's very simple."
Ye Wujiu reached out and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, and explained with a smile: "On such a joyful reunion day, only love and love can make you worry."
"A beauty is a woman who would rather be unhappy than to affect your mood at all."
"So only Miss Tang affects you."
"But no matter what, getting drunk won't solve the problem. You still have to face it positively."
He advised: "If you face it, no matter how cruel the result is, it will still be better than being an ostrich."
Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, I will handle it well."
"By the way, I'll let you choose, Hongyan or Ruoxue, which one will you choose?"
He asked his father on a whim, wanting to hear Ye Wujiu's opinion. To him, the two women were now the flesh on the back of his hand.
"Although there is no point in leaving this issue to us to choose, after all, it is you and them who will live in the end."
Ye Wujiu laughed loudly: "But from my point of view, it must be Song Hongyan."
"Putting aside temperament and wealth, just being a nephew of the Tang family would make me stay away from him, especially since Tang Ruoxue is the daughter of Tang Sanguo."
"If you and Tang Ruoxue are together, sooner or later you will be involved in the Tang Clan's struggle."
"As long as Tang Sanguo is alive, he will always be a thorn in the heart of the Tang family. He will definitely find the right opportunity to remove it."
"For people at the level of the Tang family, after the enemy is dead, he is not dead for the time being, but the time has not come yet."
"And if you and Tang Ruoxue are together, you will never sit back and watch the Tang Sanguo die. When the time comes, you will definitely be involved in an endless whirlpool."
"Not many people know how deep the water in Tang Clan is, but to be the head of the five great families and to have over 10,000 sons and nephews is something you cannot afford."
"In the future, you may flee the world with Tang Ruoxue, or you may be buried with the Tang family. The best outcome is to hide your hatred and remain anonymous."
"It's just that Tang Sanguo is dead, how can Tang Ruoxue hide her hatred?
She wants revenge, so why don't you follow her?"
"So the only result is death."
"As a parent, how could you wish for you to end up like this?"
"Of course, your mother and I are both open-minded people and will not forcefully interfere with who you choose..." After speaking, Ye Wujiu took a long drag on the cigarette, then puffed it out heavily, with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Thank you dad, I will consider it carefully."
Ye Fan nodded subconsciously, and then he was startled when he thought of something: "Dad, when did you know so much about Tang Sect?"
My father doesn't even read the news very much, how could he analyze the Tang clan's grievances so well?
Ye Wujiu was also startled, then laughed loudly: "I used to drink tea with your brother-in-law Han Jianfeng every day and tease me. These so-called secrets of wealthy families were all instilled in me by him."
"Otherwise, how would I know that your ex-father-in-law was so awesome?"
He extinguished the cigarette butt with his fingers, then flicked the cigarette butt into a trash can.
Ye Fan suddenly realized that it was Han Jianfeng who informed his father about the gossip.
Then he focused his gaze again and looked at a Mercedes Benz parked across the road.
The Mercedes-Benz stopped for a while, but it never turned off and just parked there quietly.
There were people inside, and the person in the driver's seat looked a bit familiar. He seemed to be Hu Niu Chu Qing.
The car looked lonely, but it gave Ye Fan a profound feeling, as if he would be sucked in once he got close.
"Okay, don't think about it, go in and have a few more drinks, have a good sleep, and then wake up and actively solve the problem."
Just as Ye Fan was about to take a few more glances, Ye Wujiu glanced at the Mercedes-Benz, then put his arm around Ye Fan's shoulders and spoke.
Ye Fan nodded and followed in.
"Grandpa, that was Ye Fan just now."
At this moment, in the Mercedes-Benz, Huniu was holding the steering wheel and speaking to an old man in Tang suit in the back seat through the rearview mirror: "By the way, grandpa, that Ye Wujiu, I remember that I drank in your study before."
Huniu asked curiously: "He is your old friend. Why don't you go in and say hello?"
"A lonely shadow on the cold river, an old friend in the rivers and lakes, why should we meet before?"
The old man in Tang suit looked at Ye Wujiu's back and sighed lightly: "Let's go, let's go to Heng Palace..."
