During the two days when Tiemu Tshua and the others were surging, Ye Fan was busy with Tang Fenghua in Jinzhilin, Hengcheng.
In Ye Fan's opinion, the best way to divert Tang Fenghua's frustration was to let her find a new relationship quickly.
However, Tang Fenghua's reserved personality and her feelings for Han Jianfeng were destined to be unable to contact other men too quickly.
So Ye Fan could only let Tang Fenghua get busy first.
Ye Fan, under the guise of the lack of development of Hengcheng Jinzhilin, told Tang Fenghua not to fly back to Longdu for the time being.
He asked Tang Fenghua to be the butler of Jin Zhilin, Hengcheng, to be fully responsible for all matters.
When there was something to do, Tang Fenghua temporarily stepped out of the broken heart and shifted her focus to Jinzhilin, Hengcheng.
Ye Fan did not become a hand-off manager directly, and also took time to have two days of free medical consultations, which raised the reputation of Jin Zhilin in Hengcheng to a higher level.
Until the third day, Ye Fan saw that Tang Fenghua was completely familiar with Jin Zhilin in Hengcheng, so he did not continue to stay in the clinic for treatment.
He took the time to have a meal with Ling Guojiang and Ling Anxiu.
Then Ye Fan returned to the sea view villa.
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when I returned to the sea view villa.
When Ye Fan walked into the hall, he found Song Hongyan sleeping on the sofa.
Her three thousand black hairs were scattered, her soft facial features had a faint shadow, and her slender eyelashes were like the flapping wings of a butterfly.
Her fair feet were exposed on the edge of the thin air-conditioning quilt.
Through the delicate and translucent white and tender insteps, tiny blood vessels deep under the skin can be seen faintly.
Her chest was up and down with her breathing.
The asleep Song Hongyan was like the sleeping princess in the high tower, waiting for the prince riding a white horse to wake her up.
The fragrant lips as thin as a cicada's wings are like a flower, full of temptation for people to pick.
Ye Fan looked at the two red lips and gently leaned over.
He wanted to wake Song Hongyan up from his sleep like a prince.
He looked at Song Hongyan's sleeping cheeks and slowly bent down, but when he was three centimeters away from the red lips, Ye Fan's movement stopped.
The woman was asleep on the sofa, obviously she had been busy all day, and Ye Fan couldn't bear to bother her.
Ye Fan slowly left the seductive red lips and covered her with a quilt with his backhand.
"Um--"
Just then, Song Hongyan groaned, opened her eyes and looked at Ye Fan beside her:
"Husband, are you back?"
"Did you have a meal?"
She was about to struggle: "If not, I'll cook some noodles for you."
"Wife, don't move, lie down, I've eaten it."
Ye Fan chuckled: "Why are you asleep here? Are you not afraid of the wind catching a cold?"
Song Hongyan reached out and hugged Ye Fan and responded: "Half an hour ago, we just arranged Sun Jing and the Eight-faced Buddha."
"I think you're coming back too, so I'll sit on the sofa and wait for you."
"I want to tell you the news about the Eight-faced Buddha and the others, and I can also see if you have any meals."
The woman smiled understandingly and said, "I didn't expect to fall asleep after a while."
"Thank you for your hard work, my wife."
Ye Fan hugged the woman and kissed her forehead:
"Next time you finish your work, go back to your room to rest, don't sit in the hall and wait for me."
"It's not too late to tell me the next day."
He said with a pity: "As for eating, I am already an adult, will I be hungry?"
"good!"
Song Hongyan nodded slightly, then smiled and said:
"I have as you told me, and I will spread the whereabouts of the green eagle tonight."
"In the next few days, she will probably be a loser and flee again."
"Aren't you worried that Tang Ruoxue and the Jin family would really block Qingjiu and kill him?"
She reminded: "If Qingjiu dies, our early efforts will be in vain."
Ye Fan remembered Qingjiu's face, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"That bitch, no, that woman is like Xiaoqiang. She is not only strong in combat, but also delicate in her mind."
"It would be impossible for Tang Ruoxue to take her life if she didn't come out to move the Dragon and Phoenix Chicken."
"Of course, she has injuries on her body and is bitten by the enemy, so life will not be too easy."
"You let Dong Qianli stare at her secretly, and wait for her for a day or two first, just like Ao Ying."
"When she completely believes that Changsun Siyu and the Jin family are going to kill her, I will help her and be desperate."
"This woman is too suspicious. She doesn't cry until she sees the coffin. She must let her feel the difficulties herself before she can rely on me."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "By the way, tell Sun Jing and the Eight-faced Buddha that you should be ready to do things at any time."
Song Hongyan whispered softly: "Don't worry, Sun Jing and the Eight-faced Buddha have already arrived at their destination."
"They also deployed everything."
"As long as you give your order, the Eight-faced Buddha and the others will kill you."
"There will be no more turnaround at that time."
Song Hongyan looked at her man with approval: "She can only become the minister under your belt."
"Tsk, what are your words, my wife? I really don't feel anything about Qingjiu."
Ye Fan grabbed the deep hand: "Besides, no matter what minister she is, I am the minister under my wife."
"Good mouth and smooth tongue."
Song Hongyan hooked Ye Fan's abdomen with her fingers, and then changed her subject:
"By the way, Chen Yuanyuan is coming in a few days."
"She wants to hold a party in Hengcheng and congratulate Tang Ruoxue."
"Congratulations to her for becoming the Queen of Hengcheng for giving Tang Sect a good face."
"She also sent me an invitation, hoping that I would take time to get together on the fifteenth."
Song Hongyan took out an invitation from under the coffee table and shook it: "The specific location is to be determined."
"Chen Yuanyuan takes the initiative to come to Hengcheng?"
Ye Fan sat upright slightly, frowned: "I want to congratulate Tang Ruoxue?"
"She can't wait to get confused, or is she relying on something?"
"Although Tang Ruoxue is still half-believing and half-doubting about Tang Beixuan's death, we have been prepared after many warnings."
"Otherwise, Tang Ruoxue flew back to Longdu at the first time, instead of making excuses to stay in Hengcheng and not go back to the Chinese Valentine's Day party."
"Now Chen Yuanyuan has lowered his identity to Hengcheng to celebrate. Tang Ruoxue's mind can even speculate that the other party has bad intentions if he gets into the water."
"Tang Ruoxue is highly alert and is in charge of Hengcheng resources. What will Chen Yuanyuan do when he comes to Hengcheng?"
"According to accident Tang Ruoxue didn't kill him, he gave him his head for free."
Ye Fan's eyes were puzzled: "Chen Yuanyuan shouldn't be confused by hatred, right?"
When Tang Beixuan died, Chen Yuanyuan could control his emotions, and now he should not become eager for quick success and instant benefits.
"It's definitely not a loss of space."
Song Hongyan whispered: "Because she also invited me to the party."
"If Chen Yuanyuan only wants to take revenge, the focus will all fall on Tang Ruoxue, which will reduce all accidents to kill Tang Ruoxue."
"I was at the Hengcheng Tangmen Party, so I was definitely a variable to attack Tang Ruoxue."
"After all, because of you, Wangfan, I can't watch Chen Yuanyuan kill Tang Ruoxue."
"I will definitely intervene to save Tang Ruoxue at the party."
"Chen Yuanyuan can definitely think of this!"
"How could she give me an invitation to make things difficult for herself if she thinks of this?"
Song Hongyan exhaled: "Unless..."
Ye Fan took over the conversation: "Unless she is absolutely sure to kill Tang Ruoxue and kill you."
"That's right!"
Song Hongyan smiled and then looked at the night sky outside the window:
"Unless the Hengcheng party is a must-have game, Chen Yuanyuan will not give me an invitation, and will only find ways to prevent me from attending."
"But I'll never imagine this winning game."
"Tang Ruoxue's power, plus the manpower in my hands, it will be difficult for Chen Yuanyuan and Tang Huangpuyu to break the net to achieve success."
"It is precisely because of the inability to guess that this Hongmen Banquet is becoming more and more exciting."
Song Hongyan picked up the red invitation: "Husband, do you think we want to attend this Hongmen Banquet?"
Ye Fan took the invitation and threw it away: "You said that Hongmen Banquet is here, attend a hammer..."
While Ye Fan was talking to Song Hongyan, Tang Ruoxue was drinking a cup of black coffee in the chairman's office of the Emperor Hao Hengcheng Branch.
Today I met with more than a dozen powerful people in Hengcheng, which made her not have a good rest for a day.
In order to force her to cheer up, she could only drink coffee to refresh herself.
After drinking the coffee, Tang Ruoxue picked up his cell phone again, opened his private email, and sighed quietly.
Still no news.
She sent more than a dozen emails to Xia Kunlun, but as always, the ground was sinking to the sea.
She couldn't help but thank Xia Kunlun if she wanted to say a good word.
She is now the Queen of Hengcheng, and she looks down at all the mountains, so she hopes that Xia Kunlun can feel her growth.
She became the person she hated the most in the past, but she also proved her worth and ability.
"I never thought of pestering you, I just wanted to share my glory with you."
Tang Ruoxue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass and murmured:
"If you don't reply to me, wait for me to maintain peace with Tang Sect, I'll go back to find you..."