Faced with a tough guy like Ye Fan, Han Xiangbei would not act easily again until he found a perfect solution.
And he also needs ninety Dawn Pills from Ye Fan.
So he told Yang Manli not to act rashly.
For the uninformed Yang Manli, she believed that her husband only cherished his reputation and would not disturb Ye Fan in this limelight, and that the porcelain would not touch the earthenware jar.
So after hanging up the phone, her eyes flashed coldly, and she dialed a number...
"Ye Fan, I'll take you to the airport or port."
At this moment, Han Ziqi glanced at Ye Fan on the Ferrari driving on Coastal Avenue:
"Leave the port city as quickly as possible."
She also took out a card and threw it to Ye Fan: "There are five million in it, which is my reward for you."
Ye Fan held up his bank card and looked at the wind and rain in front of him and said, "What? Are you worried that I will be retaliated by your mother?"
"You made Yang Manli so angry today that you even slapped her in the face. She will never let it go."
Han Ziqi turned the steering wheel: "And she might also inform Long Tianao."
"Although your skills and medical skills are good, you have no background in Hong Kong City, and I don't have the strength to protect you. You can't fight them."
"If you don't leave now, I'm worried they will hurt you."
When talking about not being able to protect Mark, Han Ziqi's eyes flashed with pain, as if he remembered being unable to protect his mother.
In the past, she would have considered interceding with her father and asking him to step in and resolve the matter properly.
But after confirming that Ye Fan had slapped his parents, Han Ziqi gave up the idea and did not ask about the grudge between his father and Ye Fan.
She believed that Ye Fan would not be wrong.
"don’t worry."
Ye Fan sat up slightly: "If I dare to interfere in your family affairs, I will be able to deal with it."
"By the way, I wonder if you would mind telling me about the conflict between your mother and Yang Manli and the others?"
"Nothing else, just seeing if I can help you."
He said softly: "If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask."
"There's nothing that can't be said."
"The thing is very simple. My mother was one of my father's four wives. She had been helping my father with his business in the early years. She died of myocardial infarction from overwork."
Han Ziqi confided her heart to Ye Fan: "Not long after he died, my father married another woman, and she was Yang Manli."
"Yang Manli has a distinguished background. She is the niece of the gambling king of Hengcheng. She is arrogant and arrogant."
"After marrying my father, he not only usurped the position of mistress and demanded our absolute obedience, but also moved my mother's mausoleum away from the Han family."
"It is claimed that my mother was unfaithful and had a boyfriend before marrying my father, so she is not qualified to be buried in the Han family cemetery."
"Recently, she wanted to develop a real estate, and the construction area included my mother's mausoleum, so she told me that she would take back the cemetery and ask me to move my mother away."
"I was very angry when my mother was moved out of the Han family. But I was too young to resist at the time, so I could only watch my mother being removed from the Han family."
"Now she wants to dig up my mother's grave again. Of course I strongly oppose it and am prepared to fight to the death."
"It's just that my grandfather was silent. My father asked me to focus on the overall situation and said not to disrupt the construction of a project with billions of profits for the sake of the dead."
"They also said that the cemetery where my mother is buried is also the Han family's territory, and the Han family has the right to take it back and use it."
She smiled bitterly: "I can only negotiate with Yang Manli."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, with no surprise on his face. Han Xiangbei was a profit-seeking person, family ties were indifferent to him, and dead people were even more useless to him.
"Yang Manli told me that it would be okay not to leave my mother's cemetery, but the only condition is to obey her arrangement and marry Long Tianao."
Han Ziqi stepped on the accelerator:
"Although Long Tianao is the person in charge of the Alisa and a famous young man in Hong Kong City, I have no feelings for him at all."
"And I've seen him humiliate a woman with outrageous methods, so I resisted marrying him."
"I brought you here today because I wanted Yang Manli to give up and ask her to make another condition. I didn't expect you to get into a fight with her."
"Before entering the villa, I made a plan to use you, give you five million, and send you out of the country immediately."
"With things like this now, you should leave as soon as possible..."
She suddenly stretched out her hand and held Ye Fan's finger: "Ye Fan, let's go, I can't watch anything happen to you."
Ye Fan was slightly startled, and felt warm in his heart, feeling Han Ziqi's sincerity.
Then, he looked at the rearview mirror and shook his head:
"Too late!"
Ye Fan tilted his head slightly: "Someone is following."
Han Ziqi took a closer look and found two black Mercedes-Benz cars following closely, with two people in each car.
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone to send a message, and then immediately went to unbuckle Han Ziqi's seat belt.
Han Ziqi was startled: "Ye Fan, what are you doing?"
"I'll drive the car!"
Ye Fan pushed Han Ziqi's shoulders forward, crossed his legs instantly, and sat behind her.
Han Ziqi was pushed forward by Ye Fan and instinctively tightened her grip on the steering wheel.
The two bodies were pressed tightly together, and the aroma wafting from Han Ziqi's body made Ye Fan couldn't help but take a few sniffs.
Han Ziqi felt the heat on Ye Fan's chest, and her pretty face turned red again.
However, Ye Fan didn't appreciate the warmth and fragrance too much. He asked Han Ziqi to climb into the passenger seat, then turned the steering wheel and drove towards Qianshui Villa.
"Woo——"
The Ferrari suddenly accelerated and sped forward, and the two Mercedes-Benzes also roared and followed with murderous intent.
Ye Fan didn't pay attention, took the time to glance at his phone, turned the steering wheel again, and drove towards a mountain road.
The two Mercedes-Benz cars ran out of gas and stopped for a moment, but still pursued the Ferrari.
However, they were not speeding and seemed to wait until Ye Fan reached a secluded place before blocking him.
"I didn't expect them to come so quickly."
Han Ziqi whispered: "Ye Fan, I'll call the police."
"No need."
Ye Fan smiled and reassured her: "I will deal with them soon."
Hearing the strength in Ye Fan's tone, Han Ziqi felt more at ease and loosened his hand on the phone.
Forward!
Turn left!
Uphill!
Turn right!
downhill!
Ye Fan followed a route on the map on his mobile phone and drove calmly, taking his time but not letting two Mercedes-Benzes block him.
Fifteen minutes later, Ferrari passed a seaside plank road.
The white railings are thin and fragile, and the rough waves are within reach.
Ye Fan suddenly slowed down and drifted into the middle of the intersection.
"Gah——"
The Ferrari rotated 180 degrees, and the front and rear of the car were reversed.
Ye Fan and Han Ziqi were facing two black Mercedes-Benz.
Even through the rain, you can still see the confused face of the other party.
Apparently the pursuer didn't know why Ye Fan stopped.
Their conditioned reflex then slows down.
"boom!"
At almost the same moment, the two trucks following behind suddenly rushed forward and crashed the two Mercedes-Benzes into the sea...
