Ye Wucheng and Ye Jinfeng drank a few glasses of wine, and let Ye Feiyang entertain the brothers released, and he looked back in Luojia Garden.
He stepped into the lobby with a gloomy face and was seeing his mother painting.
The woman is wearing a cheongsam, long -standing, but also through the brush, which not only outlines the slim figure, but also makes her a little more intellectual beauty.
Ye Shucheng did not appreciate her mother’s youth, and leaned in the first few steps low:
"Mom, when will you do it?"
He is very direct: "I don't want to see Ye Fan again in a minute."
"What's wrong?"
"Ye Fan provoked you again?"
Luo Feihuan doesn't raise his head: "Qi Qingmei?"
Obviously, some people also stared at today's airport to pick up people.
"That woman, forced me to marry me, I declined, she was angry, drilled into Ye Fan's car eyebrows."
Ye Xuncheng exhaled for a long time: "I don’t want to be the laughing stock of the whole city."
"Qi Qingmei is a woman who is profitable. She can't become your woman, so she will become angry and use Ye Fan to stimulate you."
Can Luo Fei laughed without a smile: "What do you do to do her? Do your own thing."
"Do you really like her?"
She still didn't look up, but just squeezed the brush to draw carefully, letting a kind of kind and kind face gradually appeared.
"I am impossible to follow her, and her feelings for her are also fade, but she can't stand with Ye Fangou in her eyes."
Ye Wucheng responded to the word: "Even if she and Ye Fan played with the scene, I couldn't stand it."
"Everyone knows that she was my fiancee, and now mixed with Ye Fan ghosts, it is equivalent to harming my man's dignity."
He was determined: "I would rather let her die, and I didn't want to be a joke on myself."
"You, sometimes smart, sometimes naive and incompetent."
Luo Feihua's hand fell on the face of the portrait, outlined a pair of deep eyes:
"Let Qi Qingmei die?"
"Although she was abandoned, she was also the nephew of the Qi family. If she died, she would still set off a wave."
"You are now a critical moment. Once there is something bad, you are afraid to affect your birthday party."
"Let's bear it."
"Did you stand the mother without looking at your mother? I was slapped in public in public. Now when I go out and chat with the ladies in the circle, they will intentionally or unintentionally stimulate me."
"I'm so embarrassed, don't I endure the same?"
She was calm and advised her son: "Wait for what he wants, we will not settle one after another."
Luo Fei Hua hated Ye Fan, and she was also grateful to Ye Fan. If she hadn't been his slap, she would have been smooth and smooth for many years.
Now there is hate in her heart, but it also makes her wise, and she knows how to forbearance again.
Ye Shucheng's voice sinking: "Can't move Qi brows, so do you teach Ye Fan? What about a wonderful hand? How many days, why did she not do it?"
"I said, Ye Fan is too vigilant and hides the knife in a smile. She can't find a chance to hit a thunder for the time being."
Luo Feihua continued to draw the portrait nose: "So you are re -study Ye Fan these days, and find his gap and settle again."
"It is also a waste. After so many days, there is no progress at all. I also study ..."
Ye Shucheng was in a bad mood: "I don't know if the name of the hand of God was hired by the Water Army."
"Don't say this."
Luo Fei fancy face slightly cold: "She can always treat you as a loved one."
"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 trace 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 entire 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?"
"Take 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 on the face by his mother, Ye Qingcheng's body was shaken. 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 over. They are going to congratulate the leader of the Ye clan on his birthday..."