Although the air conditioner in the car was not cold, Tang Ruoxue still felt chilly all over.
Sitting in Tang Sanguo's old Audi car, she looked out the window motionless, her whole being swallowed up by frustration.
In an unprecedented embarrassment, she said soft words to Ye Fan and tried to persuade him to stay, but Ye Fan still left without hesitation.
Ye Fan, who came as soon as he was summoned and left immediately, no longer existed.
Tang Ruoxue knew that her emotions were extreme, and she also knew that she was wrong. Until now, she had never regarded Mark as her husband.
But Tang Ruoxue, who was used to being strong, couldn't do it if she had to put down all her dignity to save it, so she felt that Mark was going to torture her to death.
"Ruoxue, can you be successful? Can't you live without him?"
Lin Qiuling, who was standing next to her, saw her daughter's lost state and was very dissatisfied and scolded her:
"When did he become so important to you?"
Tang Ruoxue was very upset: "Mom, that's not the case."
"Whatever, look at him, does he still take you and us into consideration?"
Although Zhou Huajie's arrival revealed the truth and it was Ye Fan who rushed into Caesar's Palace to rescue his daughter, Lin Qiuling's face was also severely damaged.
She felt ashamed and ashamed, and became angry and slandered Mark even more.
"He is not a thing. It was obvious that he stabbed someone, but he deliberately did not tell the truth clearly and set up a trap for Zhao Dongyang to get inside."
"If there weren't enough witnesses and videos, Zhao Dongyang might have been jailed for three years this time."
"Ye Fan, this bastard, kills people and kills people, but he doesn't show any mercy to us."
For Lin Qiuling, right or wrong was no longer important. What was important was that Ye Fan was like a stick in her throat. She wanted to get Ye Fan out of the Tang family as soon as possible.
"This is a bit unreasonable."
Tang Sanguo hesitated for a moment: "Obviously it was Zhao Dongyang who stole the credit and distorted the truth to show it in front of us. How could he become Ye Fan instead?"
"And Ye Fan was scolded so harshly by us and didn't even fight back. He is so kind and kind."
He is still reasonable: "We owe Mark an apology."
"Apologise? What apology? If I apologize to him, can he bear it? Is he not afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Lin Qiuling reprimanded Tang Sanguo unceremoniously: "Also, the reason why Dongyang grabs the credit is because he loves Ai Ruoxue too deeply."
"In today's society, in order to be liked by a woman, he will risk his own reputation to gain credit. He is simply a good man."
"I would rather lose the world than win the hearts of beautiful women, do you understand?"
With some beautification, Zhao Dongyang instantly turned into an infatuated man. Not only was his behavior not dishonest, he was also a role model for being crazy about love.
Tang Sanguo shook his head: "It's unreasonable."
"Shut up if you don't understand. Don't teach your daughter a bad lesson."
Lin Qiuling directly told Tang Sanguo to shut up, and then looked at Tang Ruoxue and said:
"Ruoxue, in my opinion, you should get divorced. Ye Fan is not suitable for you, but Dongyang is worth considering."
"By marrying Dongyang, you will not only lose the burden of Ye Fan, but also have the Zhao Group to help you, so you will have the opportunity to grow Tiantang Company."
"If Tiantang Company performs well and has more financial power, Yunding Villa may be able to restart. Even if it doesn't work, we can go to Longdu."
No one noticed that Tang Sanguo's old face was a little colder, as cold as metal, but he quickly disappeared without a trace and returned to calm.
"Mom, stop talking."
Tang Ruoxue was distraught: "I won't get divorced."
"Why don't you get a divorce? Are you angry? Are you unwilling? It's meaningless."
Lin Qiuling was very dissatisfied: "We don't need to be angry about taking the initiative to divorce. Maybe this is Ye Fan's little trick to play hard to get."
"Break up now and you will be free."
"Don't forget, half a year ago, you wanted a divorce, but Ye Fan pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool, taking advantage of your soft heart and forcing you to eat soft food for half a year longer."
"Now he has taken the initiative to satisfy him directly and save him a sum of money."
Lin Qiuling analyzed the pros and cons to Tang Ruoxue, hoping that the two of them would part ways as soon as possible and then let Zhao Dongyang be her son-in-law.
"Mom, stop talking."
Tang Ruoxue did not give her mother any face: "You don't have to worry about my affairs. I will handle it. If you try to persuade me again, I will move out."
Lin Qiuling's eyebrows stood up, and she wanted to scold Tang Ruoxue for being so ignorant, but seeing her confused look, she finally sighed softly:
"Okay, I won't advise you. In a few days, your sister will come back and she will enlighten you."
She knows her daughter better than her mother, and her daughter's behavior clearly shows that she has feelings for Ye Fan that she shouldn't have...
After coming out of the hospital, Ye Fan leaned on the taxi and closed his eyes tightly to buffer his emotions.
When I opened it again, it was already clear and clear.
Even though I had a moment of impulse and heartache just now, and even wanted to hold Tang Ruoxue in my arms, I still restrained my thoughts.
He has been humbled by this relationship many times, and he does not have the confidence to warm up a woman's heart, nor does he have the energy to bear the conflicts that may come at any time next time.
After making the decision, Ye Fan did not return to the medical clinic. He was in a bad mood and went directly back to Baishizhou to visit his mother.
"Ye Fan, are you here?"
After opening the security door, Shen Biqin saw Ye Fan appear and immediately became happy and pulled Ye Fan into the house:
"It's just in time. I bought half a chicken and will make your favorite three-cup chicken later."
She also looked behind her a few times:
"Don't worry, I'll finish it quickly and then go back. I won't delay your return to Tang's house for cooking."
Seeing the doting look on his mother's face, Ye Fan felt soft in his heart, and all the unhappiness disappeared. Mother is always the best safe haven for his son:
"Mom, don't worry, I'll stay here tonight and go back tomorrow."
He rolled up his sleeves: "You rest, I'll cook."
"Where's Ruoxue? Why didn't I come with you?"
Shen Biqin seems to have captured something:
"How about giving her a call and asking her to come over and have dinner with me? I'll cook the braised pork she likes."
Ye Fan waved his hand quickly: "No, no, she is busy and has no time to come here to eat."
"Son, you don't have to hide it from your mother anymore. Did you fall out with Ruoxue?"
Shen Biqin saw through Ye Fan's forced smile at a glance, but she did not blame or reason. Instead, she held Ye Fan's hand and smiled kindly:
"I don't understand things about young people. I just want to say that mom welcomes you home at any time."
"Don't worry about my illness. I can support myself and I don't need you to bear the burden."
She let out a long sigh: "It's all my fault. Your father and I are incompetent and have screwed you up."
Ye Fan smiled: "Mom, don't say that. I'm fine. I can handle my own affairs. You sit down while I cook."
"Is the herbal tea business doing well recently?"
He diverted his mother's attention with household chores.
"It's okay. After deducting rent, water and electricity, I can earn more than two hundred a day, but once summer is over, I guess it won't be possible."
Shen Biqin smiled and said, "It's okay. I can still make some money by selling tofu pudding."
"As long as you like it, but remember, don't overwork yourself."
While chatting, Ye Fan got into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out half a chicken, and then picked up a kitchen knife from the knife rest.
As soon as the stone of life and death moved, a hot wave burned my hands.
Ye Fan almost threw the kitchen knife away.
"Ye Fan, I found that kitchen knife when I was cleaning up your dad's things. I saw one that was handy, so I used it to cut vegetables."
Shen Biqin reminded: "You have to be careful, it is very sharp. I used it to cut ribs last week, just like cutting winter melon."
Ye Fan's eyes stiffened slightly.
This knife is more like a dagger than a kitchen knife. What caught Ye Fan's attention the most was the line of wild cursive carved on the blade.
