"Sister Qian, don't think too much. It's okay if you don't recognize this mother and this family!"
"You still have me, Hongyan, and Gongsun's disciples, no, Grandpa Gongsun and his best friends and sisters."
"Don't waste time feeling sad for Temulan and the others."
"If they fail to recognize their relatives, it will only be a huge loss for them!"
"Let's go, I'll take you to the Pearl Tower for a big meal and give you a gift."
After coming out of Pok Oi Hospital, Ye Fan didn't give Gongsun Qian a chance to feel depressed, and pulled her directly into the Rolls-Royce and left.
He knew in his heart that he could not let Gongsun Qian think too much at this time, otherwise it would be easy for him to get into trouble.
Gongsun Qian was infected by Ye Fan's emotions, and she pursed her lips and nodded: "I have seen them clearly, and I won't be sad."
"This is my good sister Qian."
Ye Fan shook Gongsun Qian's hand again: "We will be your family from now on."
"The whole world doesn't want you, and I will never leave you."
Ye Fan made a promise: "Temulan and the others can get away as far as they want."
Gongsun Qian smiled gently: "Okay, I will listen to you."
"Dugu Shang, let's go, let's go have a big meal!"
Ye Fan called up the navigation and threw it to Dugu Shang.
Dugu Shang stepped on the accelerator and left.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan, Gongsun Qian and Dugu Shang arrived at the Pearl Tower.
Ye Fan went directly to the 'Romantic Paris' restaurant on the top floor, which had the best view and the most expensive price.
The average cost per person here is two thousand dollars.
You also need to book a table one month in advance.
Gongsun Qian was worried that if there was no place, she would ask Ye Fan to change to another company.
Ye Fan walked to the front desk regardless and threw down 10,000 US dollars.
The restaurant that originally had no space suddenly had an extra table.
Gongsun Qian was a little helpless, but she also felt Ye Fan's intentions.
After arriving at the table by the window in No. 7 and sitting down, Gongsun Qian got up and went to the bathroom, wanting to wash away the tears and put on makeup.
So as not to be out of tune with the atmosphere of the restaurant.
Ye Fan asked Dugu Shang to follow him for protection, and then he ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go.
As he was picking up a glass of red wine and drinking it, a familiar woman walked into the door.
Tall, dressed in luxury goods, even the silk stockings have letters, bejeweled, bright and beautiful, it is Zhang Youyou.
And behind her was a tall, handsome man who looked like the hero of "Winter Lovers".
Wearing a white suit, he is elegant and elegant, and his gestures are full of the arrogance of the rich second generation.
The two golden boys and girls are so well matched that they attract the attention of many waiters and diners.
Feeling the envious gazes of everyone, Zhang Youyou's face became even brighter.
She held the arm of the man in the suit and walked forward with a smile.
Ye Fan didn't say anything when he saw this, he just sighed, then lowered his head and drank the wine.
"Ye Fan...Ye Fan!"
Maybe it was because Ye Fan's sigh was too abrupt, or maybe because Ye Fan's position was too dazzling, Zhang Youyou recognized Ye Fan.
Her delicate body was shocked and she lost her voice in surprise. She obviously didn't expect to bump into Mark here, and her expression was a little nervous at the moment.
However, Zhang Youyou had seen a lot of the world, so he quickly regained his composure.
When the man in the suit showed a hint of surprise, she took the initiative to whisper a few words into the man's ear.
Then she walked out of the crowd, squeezed out a smile and walked towards Mark.
The man in a suit led a group of people to sit down at the table next to him and glanced at Ye Fan with a hostile look.
In Xia Kingdom, they have enough capital to be proud of foreign tourists.
"Hello, Mr. Ye, long time no see. Why are you here in Xia Country?"
Zhang Youyou stopped at Gongsun Qian's seat, but did not sit down. He seemed to stand and keep his distance from Ye Fan: "I'm getting married next month. I went to Huayimen and Jinzhilin to look for you, but I couldn't find you either.
"
"I left the message to Mr. Song. I hope you will be free to attend our wedding next month."
"We will hold the wedding in the most luxurious and romantic sky garden."
There was longing and fantasy in her eyes: "There will be many big shots coming..." "Is he going to fight Mianyang?"
Ye Fan did not respond to Zhang Youyou's words.
Instead, he gestured to the man in a suit not far away with his chin: "A member of the Zhan family?"
"It seems that Young Master Ye also knows something about my men."
Zhang Youyou had a look of pride on his face: "Yes, he is from the Zhan family, Zhan Mieyang."
"He is very powerful. Not only is he the eldest grandson of the Zhan family, he was also the war king of the mysterious Dragon Slayer Palace."
"But he is not a person who likes to compete with his father and grandfather. He prefers to rely on his own ability to rise."
"He has worked hard to build a tens of billions of companies over the years, and this year he has been favored by Shengtang Group."
"His Yangfeng Group will act as an agent for Shengtang Group's new energy products next year."
"Shengtang Group's new energy is a revolutionary technology, and obtaining its agency rights is equivalent to obtaining a gold mine."
"With this agency, my men can join the first-tier elite circle in two years at most."
Zhang Youyou was very satisfied with Zhan Mianyang, and even turned to look at him from time to time, making no secret of her obsession with Zhan Mianyang.
Zhan Mianyang also responded to Zhang Youyou with a warm face, and said there was no need to come back in a hurry, and he could slowly talk to Ye Fan, an old friend.
Full of warmth.
"As a friend, I should congratulate you on finding happiness."
There were not many emotional ups and downs on Ye Fan's face. He lowered his head and took a sip of slightly cold red wine: "After all, wealth is dead. It is understandable that you have your own choice."
"It's just that I still want to remind you that it's best not to have anything to do with Zhan Mianyang."
"He is a hypocrite, and he is not as glamorous as you think. The so-called tens of billions of assets made from scratch are just blood-sucking money."
"Even so, there aren't many tens of billions left."
"You have gone through many bumps and narrows of death to get to where you are today. Don't easily believe that others have fallen into a bottomless pit."
For Liu Fugui's sake, Ye Fan did his last moral act: "Believe me, find a way to leave Zhan Mianyang."
"hypocrite?"
"Vampire money?"
"What are you trying to do with me?"
Zhang Youyou's smile quickly became stiff.
Her eyes when looking at Ye Fan changed from happy to cold.
Then her breathing gradually became rapid, and her tone became a little sharper: "Young Master Ye, I have always regarded you as a rich brother, and I have always been grateful for your care of me."
Zhang Youyou stared at Ye Fan with a cold face and said, "You are one of the people I respect the most."
"But I didn't expect that you would say such slanderous words to me today about my fiancé."
"I know, because I was Liu Fugui's wife, and you don't want to see me remarry someone else. You will feel emotionally betrayed by me."
"I also thought about your reaction when I was looking for happiness again, and I guessed that you would be as unhappy as Mr. Tang said."
"I can understand this, and I am willing to eliminate your resistance with sincerity."
"So I went to Longdu to find you personally and sent you the invitation in person. I hope you can understand me and wish me well."
"I didn't expect you to resist me like this."
"It's just that you can be unhappy with me and displease me, but you can't slander my fiancé."
"Not only will this make me very angry, but it will also lose my respect for you!"
"And you really don't have to worry about me marrying someone else!"
"Fugui is dead. In order to give him a future, I made myself suffer from depression and almost lost my life."
"I am worthy of wealth and honor."
"You can't just want me to remain a widow and chastity arch for the rest of my life just because I once fell in love with a rich man, right?"
"The early morning passed away, and now we are in the new century, an era where individuals are encouraged to pursue freedom and happiness."
"It is a very inhumane act to tie two people together from head to toe until they die."
"Even Mr. Ye, you didn't choose Mr. Song for the freshness and beauty, but gave up Mr. Tang and the children."
"You can freely choose happiness, why do you have to restrain me to death?"
Zhang Youyou said everything he wanted to say in one breath: "This is unfair to me."
There was no expression on Ye Fan's face, but the disappointment in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
In this world, is it because people’s hearts are fickle, or is money too powerful?
"Besides, living a happy life is also my wish to be rich."
Did Zhang You feel Ye Fan's melancholy? He continued to vent his inner emotions: "You are a good brother of Fugui. You should bless us. Am I worthy of being rich if I live a life worse than death?"
"A wealthy person wouldn't think so. My happiness is his happiness, and my happiness is his happiness."
"Forget it, I have done my best. It doesn't matter whether you bless me or not, and I don't care anymore."
"I will still call you Young Master Ye from now on, and I will try my best to respect you."
"I just hope you won't slander my fiancé again."
"This is also for your own good. After all, this is the Xia Kingdom, and Zhan Mianyang is a local snake in Mingjiang."
"Take care of yourself!"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Youyou wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pursed his lips and turned to leave.
"You said so many things about Zhan Mianyang at the beginning, I thought you were sharing with me your joy of finding a good husband."
Looking at Zhang Youyou's writhing aggrieved back, Ye Fan's mouth curved up and his voice was cold: "Now it seems that you are warning me that you have found a big backer and asked me not to bully you anymore.
Already."
"how?"
Ye Fan sighed: "That 20 billion is not because Tang Ruoxue's brain is hot, but what you really think in your heart?"
