Because of Song Hongyan's arrival today, Shen Biqin cooked eight dishes and one soup, which filled a large round table.
Song Hongyan also took out a bottle of expensive red wine from the car.
I don't know what kind of obsession Song Hongyan poured into Shen Biqin. Shen Biqin was very satisfied with her, and her eyes were shining as if she really regarded her as her daughter-in-law.
Ye Fan looked at this scene helplessly.
He believed that as long as Song Hongyan came back a few more times, Shen Biqin would definitely force him to marry Song Hongyan.
He had a crush on Song Hongyan, but he was always close to falling in love, and now they get along well, but they only meet less often, and distance creates beauty.
If the two of them really get together in the future, Ye Fan doesn't know if they will quarrel. The shadow Tang Ruoxue left on him has yet to be completely dissipated.
"Whoosh——"
Just when Ye Fan was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt someone's feet on his feet, stepping lightly on his insteps.
A feeling of electric shock came over instantly...
Ye Fan knew it was Song Hongyan without even looking.
Sure enough, when Ye Fan raised his head to look at her, Song Hongyan looked at her with a smile, and gently licked the wine at the corner of her mouth.
This woman is so bad.
Before Ye Fan could react, Song Hongyan rubbed her little feet upward little by little, and her toes gently touched Ye Fan's skin.
Ye Fan suddenly couldn't bear it any longer, and his cheeks couldn't stop turning red.
Song Hongyan was even more proud. She picked up the soup bowl and blew her red lips gently.
Ye Fan couldn't bear it anymore, and when Shen Biqin wasn't paying attention, he grabbed the restless little foot.
Smooth and tender to start with.
He pressed his fingers on Song Hongyan's feet.
"ah--"
Song Hongyan's delicate body trembled, she snorted, and subconsciously tried to pull back her little feet.
Ye Fan grabbed him and continued to wreak havoc.
Song Hongyan groaned again.
Shen Biqin raised her head curiously: "Hongyan, what's wrong?"
When Ye Fan was so proud that Song Hongyan didn't dare to speak out, Song Hongyan suddenly lifted up half of the tablecloth and complained:
"Mom, Ye Fan grabbed my feet."
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment.
Shen Biqin looked subconsciously and saw Ye Fan pinching Song Hongyan's little feet and playing with them.
The scene is very ambiguous and eye-catching.
Seeing his mother's sharp gaze, Ye Fan was startled and quickly let go of Song Hongyan's legs: "Mom, things are not what you think...
"Isn't it this or that? Are you saying that my mother is dim-sighted or that she is confused?"
"Ye Fan, why did you become like this?"
Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, Shen Biqin scolded Ye Fan:
"Forget it if you don't have a good meal, why bother harassing your wife and bring excitement to the dinner table?"
"This is rude and frivolous. If Hongyan hadn't been your wife, I would have beaten you with a stick."
Shen Biqin hates the fact that iron cannot become steel: "Let me tell you, if you dare to disrespect Hongyan in the future, I will kick you out of the house."
She also hit Ye Fan on the head several times with chopsticks.
"Hongyan, you too, I know you like Mark, but you can't always spoil him."
"If you obey a man too much, he will forget about himself and take advantage of you."
Shen Biqin also turned around and warned Song Hongyan: "If Ye Fan makes unreasonable demands or does inappropriate things to you in the future, you will slap him with a big mouth."
Song Hongyan bit her chopsticks and nodded repeatedly:
"Okay, I'll listen to you. If he tries to be disrespectful to me next time, I'll slap him with my big mouth."
She also made a few mouth-slapping gestures and looked at Ye Fan with great pride.
Ye Fan almost bumped into the table and wanted to defend but didn't know how to open his mouth.
Looking at Song Hongyan's pretty face that was half-smiling but not smiling, Ye Fan looked depressed and was tricked by this woman again...
An hour later, Ye Fan saw Song Hongyan off.
When he came outside, Ye Fan pulled Song Hongyan and asked, "Are you having fun?"
"What is play?"
Song Hongyan stretched out her finger and tapped Ye Fan on the head: "I'm very serious, okay?"
"Do you think I'm a woman who just calls mom and dad?"
"If you are not the father and mother of my man, how could I, Song Hongyan, open such a mouth?"
After she knocked Ye Fan's forehead, she stretched out her hand and rubbed it, with a sincere look in her eyes:
"I was never joking when I said I would be your woman."
"If you dare to propose today, I will marry you tomorrow."
Her style, her charm, her debauchery all belong to Ye Fan alone, and other men cannot see her gentleness at all.
Ye Fan's heart trembled, he could feel the woman's true feelings, and because of this seriousness, Ye Fan was a little uneasy, worried that he had failed her.
"I'm kidding you, don't stress."
Seeing Ye Fan's silence, Song Hongyan smiled:
"You have just been divorced and haven't gotten over your failed marriage yet. How could I ask you to marry me now?"
"Besides, our dad is still in a coma and has not woken up. Without his blessing, there is no point in our marriage."
"I have enough patience."
"But when I'm not with you, you can't fool around with other women."
"Otherwise I'll slap you with my big mouth."
Song Hongyan was as enthusiastic as ever: "Mom gave me Shang Fang's sword."
After she finished speaking, she gave Mark Ye a hug, turned around and walked away neatly, so as not to let Mark bear too much pressure.
This meal tonight may be just an ordinary family dinner, or it may be a permanent farewell.
My man, take care of yourself...
Song Hongyan glanced at Ye Fan through the car window, waved lightly, stepped on the accelerator and left Xuanhuju.
Half an hour later, Song Hongyan changed cars and got into a Mercedes-Benz RV. Her smile faded and she regained her aloofness and indifference.
In the car, there were several men and women sitting, including Lin Baishun.
Song Hongyan sat on the main seat, crossed her legs, and picked up a glass of red wine: "How is the situation?"
"Three messages."
Lin Baishun quickly took over the topic:
"First, President Huang went to Longdu. Because of Shen Qianshan's incident, he was forced to stay by the Elder Pavilion. He could only leave after investigating the incident."
"The Council of Elders also issued an announcement that during the investigation, the Nanling Military League is not allowed to attack Zhonghai, and the Zhonghai Military League is not allowed to intervene in our dispute with Jiang Hualong."
"The Council of Elders will also send people to Zhonghai, firstly to conduct notarization of the martial arts competition, and secondly, to keep an eye on the Zhonghai Martial Alliance."
There was a look of solemnity on his face: "This directly deprives us of a big backer and a big trump card."
Without Huang Feihu, a master at the pinnacle of the Mysterious Realm, to hold the battle, Zhonghai would always lack an insurance policy in his battle with Jiang Hualong.
Song Hongyan narrowed her eyes slightly: "It seems that Shen Qianshan still has some weight..."
Although there is enough evidence that the person who killed Shen Qianshan was not Ye Fan, his death is still related to Ye Fan's abandonment of martial arts.
Therefore, it is understandable that the Martial Alliance Elder Pavilion is angry with the Zhonghai Martial Alliance.
"The second news is that for the competition in three days, Jiang Hualong will not be present in person out of fear of being ambushed by us."
Lin Baishun continued the topic: "His son Jiang Shihao will lead the team to compete, and the Wang family will also send Wang Qiaochu to watch the competition."
"They say they are watching the battle, but they are actually suppressing us from making small moves."
Song Hongyan's pretty face showed no surprise: "The Wang family's hand is becoming more and more obvious."
"Thirdly, we also got some news."
"Jiang Shihao invited a master named Ji Dian, Ba Jian's proud disciple, and the man ranked 48th on the killer list."
"It is rumored that he has a 70% level of sword mastery. He only kills people with one sword. He is stronger than the masters we invited."
Lin Baishun looked hesitant: "He will probably arrive in Zhonghai the day after tomorrow."
"Arrived in Zhonghai the day after tomorrow?"
Song Hongyan drank the wine in one gulp:
"Then think of a way to prevent him from ever coming to Zhonghai..."
The battle between China and the sea is finally coming...
