When he came outside, Ye Fan asked Liu Fugui to drive over and then let his mother sit in the back row.
Chen Biqin greeted Liu Fugui, then turned around and looked at the sales hall to worry:
"Your uncle and the others are really angry."
"Mom, you and Dad are so kind."
Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "Don't fight or resist anything, let them bully and take advantage of it."
Chen Biqin felt guilty on her face: "In the past, I always felt that the family shouldn't be too concerned. It doesn't matter if they suffer some losses, but it's mainly harmony."
Looking back now, I was wrong. Not only did I make my uncle's family more aggressive, but it also made Ye Fan suffer.
Just letting her and her uncle's family break up, Chen Biqin felt a little serious again.
"Stop dealing with them in the future. They will cause trouble for you again. Tell me, I will sue him for going back to that ancestral house."
Ye Fan reminded his mother a few words, and then changed the subject:
"Mom, don't live back to Baishizhou again. Uncle and the others will come to cause trouble for you."
"I'll tell you the truth now. Not only do I have money now, I bought a house, divorced Tang Ruoxue, but I also opened a clinic."
"There are enough rooms in the clinic and there are people taking care of them. I hope you can move in and live with me."
"As for herbal tea shop, you open it in a clinic. There are many patients with heat, wind and cold, and your herbal tea is just right to use."
In the past, he was bound by the Tang family and Ye Fan could not live with his mother. Now he can make the decision, so he naturally hopes that his mother is by his side.
"You divorced Ruoxue?"
Chen Biqin was shocked when she heard this, and then sighed: "Ruoxue is a good girl, it's a pity to get a divorce."
"But mom won't interfere with you, you will decide everything yourself."
"As for moving to the clinic, mom still won't go."
"There are four months left in the rent, and the herbal tea shop is on track. It's a pity to collect it like this."
She felt that it would be better not to bother her son:
"Ye Fan, I'm happy if you come back to see me often."
"Mom, I've found my dad."
Ye Fan used his trump card: "He is in my clinic."
"when--"
Chen Biqin's body shook when she heard this, and word came out one by one.
"Your dad? Alive? Come back?"
She looked at Ye Fan in disbelief: "Fan'er, don't lie to me."
Ye Fan nodded: "That's right, a few days ago, Tang Ruoxue happened to meet his father, so I brought him back. He was very good, but he was just in a coma."
"I guess I'll wake up in a few days."
Ye Fan was also very troubled with Ye Wujiu's situation. He could even repair the dead soul, but he could not open Ye Wujiu's closed consciousness.
These days, he injected more than a dozen white lights, but only restored Ye Wujiu's body, and he still slept in the dark.
"Let's go, go see your dad."
After Chen Biqin confirmed that Ye Fan was not joking, she immediately grabbed Ye Fan's hand with ecstasy:
"I want to ask him where he went this year?"
When the car left Baishizhou, Ye Fan found a taxi following behind, as if staring at their whereabouts.
Ye Fan didn't care, but just slowly told his mother about his father's situation.
Half an hour later, the car returned to the Xuanhuju, and Ye Fan helped his mother get out of the car.
He was about to take his mother to see Ye Wujiu, but he saw the roar of the motor behind him.
"Woo--"
The next second, more than a dozen motorcycles roared over and kept circling around the two of them.
Then, another car appeared, and the car stopped outside the circle, opened it, and several lazy young men emerged.
Ye Hao, who was interrupted by Ye Fan in the past, appeared with a baseball bat.
Ye Hao was wearing a practice shirt with the words "Martial Alliance" written in front and behind.
Ye Fan asked Sun Bufan to take his mother to visit his father, but he looked at Ye Hao who was pretending to behave from a distance.
The last time the vegetable market broke his hand, not only did Ye Hao learn from his lesson, but he became even more crazy.
"Ye Fan, thirty years, Hebei, thirty years, Hebei, I, Ye Hao, are here."
"I'll fuck you, you dare to attack my parents. I'll kill you today."
"Don't think that you can scare the black dog. If you know Huang Zhendong, you can walk across the China Sea."
"I tell you, I have already defected to the Martial League. Not to mention the black dog, even if Huang Zhen comes to the east, I am not afraid."
Ye Hao also saw Ye Fan from afar, with a cruel smile on his face and a counterattack.
More than a dozen companions shouted and cheered Ye Hao.
Ye Fan sneered, ignored it, picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
Seeing Ye Fan despising himself, Ye Hao was furious and waved his hand:
"Brother Wumeng, come with me and kill that bastard Ye Fan."
"I want him to know that we cannot provoke."
Ye Hao's eyes were full of hideousness and prepared to settle the new and old accounts together.
"superior!"
He kicked a patient in the road with one kick and pointed to the baseball bat in his hand:
"One of them counts one, kill them all."
However, as soon as Ye Hao and the others rushed into the clinic hall, they felt a cold breath.
Ye Hao couldn't help but look up.
He immediately saw a young man with a red face wrapped in gauze sitting beside Ye Fan.
The other party held three ten dollars in his hand and glared at his group of people.
He turned out to be the famous evil young man in the Martial Alliance, and his new master, Huang Sanchong.
Young Master Huang
Suddenly, Ye Hao was like a lightning strike.
The whole body was cold, as if I could not believe my eyes at all.
The whole body was completely unable to move.
The other children of the Wu League were also stunned. They never expected that Huang Sanchong was still respectful to Ye Fan here.
Then, they recognized the cleaner who swept the floor, Huang Tianjiao, the eldest lady of Xuanwu Hall.