Ye Jincheng, Ye Jinfeng and the others drank a few glasses of wine, then asked Ye Feiyang to entertain the released brothers, while he hurriedly returned to the Luo Family Garden.
He stepped into the hall with a gloomy face and saw his mother painting.
The woman wears a cheongsam, her long hair is tied up and passed through with a paintbrush, which not only outlines her slim figure, but also makes her a little more intellectually beautiful.
Ye Jincheng did not appreciate his mother's youthfulness. He took a few steps forward and spoke in a low voice:
"Mom, when will Qianqian take action?"
He was very direct: "I don't want to see Ye Fan again for a minute."
"What's wrong?"
"Did Ye Fan provoke you again?"
Luo Feihua didn't even raise his head: "What about Qi Qingmei?"
Apparently she is also being watched for pick-up at the airport today.
"That woman tried to force me into marriage, but when I declined, she got angry and got into Ye Fan's car and started flirting with her."
Ye Jincheng exhaled a long breath: "I don't want to be the laughing stock of the whole city."
"Qi Qingmei is a profit-seeking woman. She can't become your woman, so she becomes angry and uses Mark to stimulate you."
Luo Feihua smiled noncommittally: "Why are you talking to her? Just do your own thing."
"Could it be that you really like her?"
She still didn't raise her head, just held the brush and painted carefully, letting a kind and kind face gradually appear.
"It's impossible for me to be with her anymore, and my feelings for her have faded, but I can't tolerate her and Ye Fan's compromise."
Ye Jincheng responded word for word: "Even if she and Ye Fan make fun of each other, I can't stand it."
He was very determined: "I would rather let her die than become a joke."
"You are sometimes extremely smart, and sometimes you are childish and incompetent."
Luo Feihua's brush fell on the portrait's face, outlining a pair of deep eyes:
"Let Qi Qingmei die?"
"Although she is an abandoned chess piece, she is also the nephew of the Qi family. If she dies, it will still cause some waves."
"You are at a critical moment now. If anything bad comes out, it will affect your birthday banquet and your promotion to the throne."
"Just bear with it."
"Didn't you see that Mom has endured it? I was slapped by Mark in public. Now when I go out to chat with celebrities in the circle, they will provoke me intentionally or unintentionally."
"I'm so embarrassed, why don't you endure it?"
She calmly advised her son: "When we get what we want, it won't be too late for us to settle the accounts one by one."
Luo Feihua hated Ye Fan, but she was also grateful to Ye Fan. If it hadn't been for his slaps in the face, she would have been domineering for many years.
Now there is hatred in her heart, but it has also made her wiser, and she knows how to tolerate things later.
Ye Jingcheng's voice sank: "If you can't touch Qi Qingmei, how about teaching Ye Fan a lesson? Where is the wonderful hand Qianqian? Why hasn't she done anything for how many days?"
"Qianqian said that Ye Fan is too vigilant and hides a knife in his smile, so she won't be able to find a chance to strike with thunder for the time being."
Luo Feihua continued to draw the nose of the portrait: "So these days I am re-studying Ye Fan, finding his gap, and then fighting to determine the outcome."
"He is also a waste. After so many days, there is no progress at all, and he is still studying..."
Ye Jincheng was not in a good mood: "I don't know if her name of God's Hand was blown out by the hired navy."
"Don't talk about Qianqian like that."
Luo Feihua's pretty face was slightly cold: "She has always regarded you as a relative."
"When I heard that she was working for you, I called her and she returned to Baocheng as quickly as possible."
She warned Ye Forbidden City: "For this reason, she also took the huge risk of being surrounded and killed by the national police."
Ye Qingcheng also knew that he had gone too far: "I'm sorry, Mom, I spoke too harshly. I will make up for Qianqian another day."
"Qianqian doesn't need you to make up for it. She just hopes that your brother will come to power as soon as possible and help the Ye family and the Luo family gain face."
Luo Feihua's tone was indifferent: "You are the hope of many people and the expectation of Qianqian."
"clear!"
Ye Jincheng tried hard to suppress his anger, but suddenly remembered something:
"I heard that Ye Fan rushed into Tongtian Temple and took away 300 ml of the old Zhai Master's blood?"
Luo Feihua slowly stopped the brush in her hand:
"That's right, Tang Ruoxue suffered a hemorrhage and needed a blood transfusion. Only the old master's blood was connected, so Ye Fan rushed up and asked for a tube of blood."
She revealed a hint of regret: "The two sides started fighting, but it's a pity that they didn't fight, let alone fight to the death, otherwise Ye Fan would have died."
"Why did the old owner agree to that bastard Ye Fan?"
Ye Jincheng's anger came again: "Don't the old masters and the others support me? How do they know that Ye Fan is my mortal enemy and still help?"
"And Ye Fan and Ci Hangzhai are also celebrating the festival together?"
"Is the old owner going to shake hands with Ye Fan and make peace? Why don't you consider my feelings?"
From Ye Jincheng's point of view, if the old master did not help Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue would die, and once Tang Ruoxue died, Ye Fan would fall apart.
So there was a bit of resentment in his heart.
"Asshole!"
Luo Feihua's pretty face sank: "What the old owner did was her own arrangement. Are you confused and questioning it?"
Ye Jincheng felt a little annoyed: "It's not that I doubt it, I just can't figure it out."
"Ye Fan rushed to the old owner and knelt down in front of him. If the old owner didn't help, wouldn't it look like she was cold-blooded?"
Luo Feihua said calmly: "Besides, the old owner did not give Ye Fan a tube of blood for nothing. I heard Zhuang Zhiruo say that the old owner controlled Ye Fan's life and death."
"This favor can make Ye Fan live or die."
"This is not a bad thing for us."
"As long as we continue to gain the support of the old master, if we take this favor one day, won't we be able to easily kill Ye Fan?"
She added meaningfully: "A tube of blood, in exchange for Mark's life, isn't it worth it?"
This looks like a real bargain.
Ye Jincheng's eyes flashed with a fierce look, as if he had already controlled Ye Fan's life or death.
He sneered: "Doesn't this mean we have a trump card?"
Luo Feihua nodded: "Absolutely. Of course, you don't want to disappoint the old master."
"I feel much better now."
Ye Jincheng's voice was fierce: "But when I think about Ye Fan and Qi Qingmei hanging out together, I can't wait to kill them now."
"Why are you acting like a mad dog now, thinking about revenge? Where have your previous wisdom and calmness gone?"
Luo Feihua stood up, slapped her son on the face and shouted:
"Do you know how many people have sacrificed everything for you?"
"In order to welcome Ye Feiyang and the others back, Chen Qingyan gave the Jinyuan Club to Ye Fan."
"In order to come back and help you win back your winnings, Qianqian billions of business has not been closed."
"Why don't you make up your mind to grow up and be worthy of their efforts?"
"You can activate your whole body. Now is the critical moment. Can't you be patient any longer?"
For the first time, she was disappointed with her son and found that he had lost his former composure and was blinded by hatred and jealousy.
This also made Luo Feihua more resentful towards Ye Fan. If it weren't for this troublemaker, how could Baocheng be in trouble and how could her son be anxious?
"Mom, I'm sorry, I drank too much."
Being slapped in the face by his mother, Ye Qingcheng's body shook. Feeling his mother's anger, he retreated like a tide.
He regained some of his calmness and bowed slightly to his mother: "I listen to you and be patient and patient."
"If you have to vent your anger, it's not impossible..."
Seeing her son lowering his head to admit his mistake like this, Luo Feihua felt uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand to rub her son's cheek and said softly:
"Tomorrow afternoon, representatives of the Jin family from the South will come. They are going to congratulate the leader of the Ye clan on his birthday..."
