While Tang Ruoxue was crying, Ye Fan was sitting in Wuhu Restaurant and drinking alone.
He divorced Tang Ruoxue and finally gained freedom. He no longer had to be rolled by the Tang family's eyes or contempt, but it also meant that his thoughts were shattered.
When he was six years old, he was in a state of hunger and cold and received help from Tang Ruoxue, he vowed that he would repay Tang Ruoxue well if he survived.
Later, by chance, Ye Fan married Tang Ruoxue. Not only did he not think it was a joy, but he also regarded it as God's kindness to him.
What an honor to be able to marry the goddess in my childhood?
Ye Fan entered the Tang family with gratitude and love, and was willing to integrate into the big family as a cow and horse, and wanted to be sincere and eventually become a family.
Unexpectedly, a year passed and the two sides parted in disagreement. Ye Fan wanted to break his head but didn't expect this to be the ending.
The cold eyes and the signed agreement made Ye Fan laugh at himself, and then poured in a few glasses of red wine.
He ordered a dozen red wine in one breath, and six bottles were offered to him, and six bottles were offered to him tomorrow.
Ye Fan hopes that when he wakes up tomorrow, he will forget Tang Ruoxue and he can live again.
Not far away, Lin Baishun and Shen Yunfeng were holding cigarettes while looking at Ye Fan and shook their heads.
They didn't know what happened to Ye Fan, but they could see that Ye Fan was upset and knew that they could not advise, so they finally pulled out a number.
In less than half an hour, five or six cars drove out of the restaurant. The Ferrari in the middle opened and a charming woman in red emerged.
His delicate figure and face that harms the country and the people instantly attracted a lot of attention.
The woman in red threw her sunglasses into the car, then stepped into the restaurant with a quick pace, looked around indifferently, and walked straight to Ye Fan by the window.
Seeing Ye Fan, her eyes softened, her heels knocked on the ground, and soon stood in front of Ye Fan with fragrant wind.
"There are good wine and beautiful women."
The woman in red bloomed a lazy and sexy smile: "Otherwise it would be too boring."
When Ye Fan heard this voice, his heart couldn't help but feel moved.
The faint fragrance floats at the nose, and the one who looks up is enough to make all men in the world feel excited.
Song Hongyan.
Ye Fan was about to pick up the last bottle of red wine, but Song Hongyan pressed her slender jade hand, then grabbed the bottle and started to drink it.
Six hundred milliliters of red wine were quickly drunk as the woman's throat squirmed.
Song Hongyan was very straightforward: "Did you get divorced?"
"How do you know?"
Ye Fan was stunned, then smiled and said, "Is it obvious on my face?"
"It's not obvious, but the divorce agreement in your pocket is revealed."
Song Hongyan reached out to pick up the divorce agreement, but did not open it to see it, but folded it and stuffed it back into Ye Fan's pocket:
"What? Can't bear to bear?"
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "No."
Song Hongyan's smile was fun:
"How can you drink to relieve your sorrow? You should be happy when you are free. Haven't you always wanted to get a divorce?"
She understood Ye Fan in her heart that some things were not something that could be put down just by letting go.
Ye Fan leaned on the seat and smiled:
"No one will support me in the future and have no pocket money. How can I be happy?"
"I'll support you."
Song Hongyan was as domineering as ever: "Come to my Song family as a son-in-law."
The son-in-law came to the door? Hearing these four words, Ye Fan smiled bitterly.
"If you don't answer, I'll just treat you as your default."
Song Hongyan threw the wine bottle on the table, grabbed Ye Fan's hand and smiled gently:
"Remember, you will be mine from now on."
Ye Fan staggered slightly, then looked at Song Hongyan: "I'm fine."
"Of course I know you're fine."
Song Hongyan smiled like a flower, and raised her jade arm and surrounded Ye Fan's body:
"I'm just taking you to a better place to drink."
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and finally followed Song Hongyan.
On the way, many diners who knew Song Hongyan were curious and looked around, and several big bosses with close business contacts were inquiring about the situation:
"Mr. Song, who is it? Your brother?"
When Song Hongyan heard everyone's jokes, she was not angry and still smiled slightly:
"My man, Ye Fan, please take care of me in the future."
"You said, are you my man?"
Song Hongyan's red lips were gently pressed against Ye Fan's earlobe, and she said as if she was exhaling like an orchid, and her voice was as charming as ever.