While Tang Ruoxue was crying bitterly, Ye Fan was sitting in Wuhu Restaurant drinking alone.
He divorced Tang Ruoxue and finally gained freedom. He no longer had to be looked down upon and scorned by the Tang family, but it also meant that his thoughts were shattered.
When he was six years old, he was rescued by Tang Ruoxue when he was suffering from hunger and cold. He vowed to repay Tang Ruoxue well if he survived.
Later, by chance, he married Tang Ruoxue. Not only did Ye Fan not think it was a coincidence, but he also regarded it as God's love for him.
What an honor it is to be able to marry the goddess you loved when you were a child?
Ye Fan entered the Tang family with gratitude and love, and was willing to work hard to integrate into the big family. He wanted to be sincere and eventually become a family.
Unexpectedly, one year later, the two parties broke up on bad terms, and Ye Fan never thought of this ending.
The cold eyes and signed agreement made Ye Fan laugh at himself, and then poured a few more glasses of red wine.
He ordered a dozen red wines in one breath, six bottles as a gift, and six bottles as a tribute to tomorrow.
Ye Fan hopes that when he wakes up tomorrow, he will forget about Tang Ruoxue and he can live his life again.
Not far away, Lin Baishun and Shen Yunfeng were holding cigarettes while looking at Mark and shaking their heads.
They didn't know what happened to Ye Fan, but they could see that Ye Fan was upset and knew that they couldn't persuade him, so they finally called a number.
In less than half an hour, five or six cars drove up outside the restaurant. The Ferrari in the middle opened and a charming woman in red got out.
The exquisite figure and the face that brought disaster to the country and the people instantly attracted the attention of many people.
The woman in red threw her sunglasses into the car, then hurriedly stepped into the restaurant, looked around indifferently, and walked straight to Ye Fan by the window.
When she saw Ye Fan, her eyes softened, her heels clicked on the ground, and she quickly stood in front of Ye Fan wrapped in the fragrance.
"There is good wine, but also beautiful women."
The woman in red smiled a lazy and sexy smile: "Otherwise it would be too boring."
As soon as Ye Fan heard this voice, his heart couldn't help but move.
The subtle fragrance floats on the tip of the nose, and when the head is raised, it is enough to make all men in the world excited.
Song Hongyan.
Just as Ye Fan was about to pick up the last bottle of red wine, Song Hongyan pressed it with her slender hand, then took the bottle and drank it.
The 600 ml of red wine was quickly drank up as the woman's throat moved.
Song Hongyan was very direct: "Divorced?"
"how do you know?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Is it obvious on my face?"
"It's not obvious, but the divorce agreement in your pocket is exposed."
Song Hongyan reached out and picked up the divorce agreement, but instead of opening it to read, she folded it and stuffed it back into Ye Fan's pocket:
"What? Can't bear to part with you?"
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "No."
Song Hongyan smiled and thought:
"Then how can you drown your sorrows with wine? You should be happy when you are free. Haven't you always wanted a divorce?"
She understood Mark in her heart that there were some things that could not be put down just by letting them go.
Ye Fan leaned on his seat and smiled:
"No one will support me in the future, and there will be no pocket money. How can I be happy?"
"I raise you."
Song Hongyan was as domineering as ever: "You come to my Song family to be my son-in-law."
Son-in-law? Hearing these four words, Ye Fan smiled bitterly.
"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence."
Song Hongyan threw the wine bottle on the table, grabbed Ye Fan's hand and smiled softly:
"Remember, you will be mine from now on."
Ye Fan staggered slightly, then looked at Song Hongyan: "I'm fine."
"Of course I know you're fine."
Song Hongyan's smile was as bright as a flower, and she raised her jade arms and hugged Ye Fan:
"I'm just taking you to a better place to drink."
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Song Hongyan.
On the way, many diners who knew Song Hongyan looked around curiously, and a few big bosses with close business relationships inquired about the situation:
"Mr. Song, who is he? Your brother?"
When she heard everyone joking, Song Hongyan was not angry and still smiled lightly:
"My man, Ye Fan, please take good care of me in the future."
"Tell me, are you my man?"
Song Hongyan's red lips were still gently pressed against Ye Fan's earlobe, and she exhaled like a blue breath and said, her voice was as full of charm as ever.
Everyone was extremely surprised when they heard this. They had never heard Song Hongyan say that she had a man. They thought she was joking for a while, but judging by the degree of intimacy, she was indeed having an affair.
Ye Fan wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak, so he could only let the woman Qiaoxiaoqianxi introduce him, and then she pushed him into the Ferrari.
"boom--"
During the stumble, Song Hongyan's head accidentally hit the car window, and a small bump suddenly appeared on her forehead.
She rubbed it nonchalantly and then got into the driver's seat.
"do not move!"
Ye Fan grabbed Song Hongyan's wrist by accident and stared at the scar on her forehead with blurred eyes.
He felt an indescribable tenderness in his heart, and directly hugged the woman into his arms, lowering his head to kiss the scar.
Song Hongyan was stiff and wanted to struggle, but Ye Fan held her tightly and powerfully.
Ye Fan's strong smell of alcohol and masculine smell also made her very confused.
Slowly, Ye Fan had already kissed him, covering the scar on his forehead, and most of the pain dissipated instantly.
Song Hongyan's current mood is very contradictory, she enjoys the excitement of Ye Fan's hug that is similar to an affair, but she also hopes that the hug can end quickly.
In public, if people are watching, she, the black widow, doesn't care, but she can't help but worry about Ye Fan's reputation.
After all, Ye Fan is the number one miracle doctor in China.
She didn't want to tarnish Ye Fan's reputation because of herself.
"Well, Ye Fan..."
As her thoughts were turning, Song Hongyan quickly realized that something was wrong. The strength of Ye Fan's arms was getting stronger and stronger, and the two bodies were getting closer and closer.
It can be said to be full contact. Her pride was deformed by Mark's body through her thin clothes. She felt like she was about to suffocate.
Just when she opened her mouth to inhale, Mark lowered his head and pressed it against her seductive little mouth with an overwhelming force.
Kiss wildly.
Song Hongyan's mind went blank for an instant, and her whole body was completely stiff and unable to react.
This could be regarded as her first kiss. Except for her adopted daughter Sissi, no one had ever taken advantage of her.
The end of the kiss was as abrupt as the beginning. Just when Song Hongyan was worried that Ye Fan would do something more excessive, Ye Fan suddenly let go of her.
Then, he sat back on his seat, tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with a slight sound.
Song Hongyan's face turned red and white, she pressed her chest with her palms, breathing heavily...
"Little bastard!"
After three full minutes, Song Hongyan calmed down, complained, stepped on the accelerator and left...
Thirty minutes later, the Ferrari drove into a residential area with a river view. When it was about to drive in, Song Hongyan backed up several dozen meters.
The car stopped in front of a convenience store. Song Hongyan opened the car door and got out, then rushed into the store with her head lowered.
"Whoosh——"
She blushed and threw out a hundred yuan, then before the cashier could react, she grabbed a bag of things and ran out of the store.
The cashier was startled at first, then subconsciously chased her out, only to see Song Hongyan get into the Ferrari and leave.
She could only mutter and run back to the checkout counter, pick up a hundred yuan and then count the goods.
Soon, the cashier discovered that a box of Dulce was missing...
