Ye Fan did not take Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru's words at heart.
No matter who threatens her, it is useless. Ling Qianshui must die, otherwise the people around her will be bitten to death by her one day.
After killing Ling Qianshui, Ye Fan asked Jiang Hengdu to take care of the matter and went back to Feilong Villa to rest alone.
Sitting in the backyard of Feilong Villa, looking at Swan Villa across the lake, Ye Fan felt somewhat melancholy.
"This is the herbal medicine I brewed. It is very good for gunshot wounds."
While Ye Fan was in a daze, Su Xier, who was wearing a ponytail and jeans, held a bowl of hot Chinese medicine in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan rubbed his head and said, "If you don't drink, I'll be fine."
Su Xi'er did not leave, still holding the porcelain bowl, very stubbornly.
Ye Fan tapped her head: "I can treat it by myself without taking medicine. Besides, this medicine is hot, bitter, and awful to drink."
"It's not hot at all. I tried it when I brought it to you."
Su Xi'er pursed her lips and replied, then opened her left hand and revealed a White Rabbit toffee.
"After drinking the medicine and eating a candy, it won't be bitter anymore."
She coaxed Ye Fan like a child: "Quick, drink it while the temperature is just right."
Ye Fan spread his hands: "Can I not drink?"
Su Xi'er blinked: "Can I just have a bowl today?"
Ye Fan knew Su Xier's stubbornness and could only shake his head helplessly, then took the bowl and drank.
Su Xi'er didn't speak, she just looked at Ye Fan with a gentle look on her face, her slightly raised eyes were like peach blossoms, and her black and white pupils only reflected Ye Fan's appearance.
Soon, Ye Fan finished the medicine, then threw the porcelain bowl on the table: "Drink it."
"Um--"
Su Xi'er came back to her senses, smiled calmly, lowered her head, slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, then pinched the White Rabbit toffee and carefully placed it near Mark's mouth.
Ye Fan looked at the woman's doting look and said, "Do you really treat me like a child?"
Although she resisted with words, she ate the toffee in her mouth, making Su Xier's smile extra sweet.
"Although you have a very stubborn temper, I have to say that you will be a good wife and mother in the future."
Ye Fan affirmed: “I don’t know who will be lucky enough to marry you.”
Su Xi'er muttered: "I don't want to get married."
"Don't move, just stay like this, I'll take a photo for you."
Ye Fan picked up Su Xier's cell phone, adjusted the angle and took a few photos of her.
Although Su Xier was a little shy, she did not stop Ye Fan and let Ye Fan take pictures of herself.
"Not bad, it looks cute and adorable."
Ye Fan was teasing Su Xi'er while looking through the photos on his phone. Suddenly, his eyes paused slightly and landed on a photo taken in the morning.
This was a photo Su Xier took casually. The photo showed a balcony. He recognized it as the Swan Villa at a glance.
On the balcony, a middle-aged man was hugging Liu Yueling tightly.
There was no sadness on Liu Yueling's face. On the contrary, she had a beautiful smile, looking like a little woman like never before.
The middle-aged man is not Li Dayong's father-in-law, and Ye Fan is a complete stranger to him.
Li Dayong was sent to the funeral home just last night, and before the bones were buried, Liu Yueling was entangled with other men, and Ye Fan's eyes became a little sharper.
He knew that Liu Yueling and Li Dayong didn't have a good relationship. They had quarreled several times because of him in the past half month, but he never thought that she would betray Li Dayong.
From the hug, it can be seen that this is definitely not the first time the two have met, and it is definitely not the first time they have been affectionate.
Ye Fan shook his phone and asked Su Xier: "Did you take this photo?"
"Yes, I know you were injured, so I went to the Wetland Park to collect medicine in the morning."
Su Xi'er blinked and replied: "I saw a lot of herbs for treating wounds there, so I took Miao Fenglang and ran over to dig some."
"After picking it up, I saw that the scenery was pretty good, so I took a lot of photos."
She asked curiously: "What's wrong? What's wrong with the photo?"
"It's okay, the photo was taken very well."
Ye Fan sent Liu Yueling's photo to his mobile phone, then smiled and said to Su Xi'er: "Okay, you go and have a rest."
Su Xi'er nodded: "Okay, I'll prepare dinner."
She ran away with the porcelain bowl, her pretty face bright and beautiful.
"How courageous you are to provoke such a stubborn girl."
Just as Ye Fan smiled and watched Su Xier leave, another lazy and intoxicating voice sounded.
Then, I saw Song Hongyan walking over.
The woman wears sunglasses, half of her face is covered, only her small mouth is covered with red lipstick, and her black hair is hidden in her windbreaker. She looks very free and easy.
Ye Fan's eyes softened.
Song Hongyan noticed Ye Fan's eyes and raised her thin eyebrows: "How about it, am I pretty?"
Ye Fan smiled and flattered: "When were you not beautiful?"
"Although I know you are perfunctory with me, I still like to listen."
Song Hongyan walked up to Ye Fan with a sweet smile: "How is the situation? Is the injury feeling better?"
"You really, in order not to involve others, went to the Royal Court Hotel alone."
"Aren't you worried that you will never come back?"
She also stretched out her fingers to touch Ye Fan's wound, her eyes full of pity and care: "If something happens to you, I will probably die for my love."
"The Zheng family is not a small family, and if I touch Zheng Junqing, it will inevitably lead to revenge."