She had just returned to the Tang family villa, and the door had not yet been closed. Lin Qiuling, who had been suppressed for the whole night, became furious.
"Tell this trash to get out of here, get out of our Tang family."
She pointed at Ye Fei who had not yet entered the door and shouted: "Get as far away as you can."
Ye Fei exposed the calligraphy and painting as fakes in public, and not only severely slapped Han Jianfeng in the face, but also embarrassed her as the protagonist.
She and Tang Jianguo couldn't spot a fake that even a low-income person could spot. Wouldn't that mean they were worse than trash?
Lin Qiuling couldn't tell everyone that she deliberately favored Han Jianfeng.
Of course, what she was really angry about was that ginseng fruit.
It's worth three million.
Prolong life.
Ye Fei ate up such a valuable thing by himself.
You know, this was originally given to Old Tang and himself.
This made Lin Qiuling's heart bleed.
It was like the feeling of three million lottery tickets being washed away by your own washing machine.
She is embarrassed, she is angry, she is frustrated.
But she won't blame Han Jianfeng and his wife, she will only hate the rebellious Ye Fei.
"Go away, do you hear me?"
Lin Qiuling screamed at Ye Fei: "The Tang family doesn't want you, a white-eyed wolf."
Tang Sanguo looked helpless and wanted to say something but ended up silent.
Ye Fei did not go in to avoid noise pollution.
After practicing Tai Chi and controlling the jade of life and death, Ye Fei unknowingly became confident and calm.
"Mom, what's wrong with me?"
Ye Fei changed from his former cowardice and said generously: "The painting was not given by me, but by my brother-in-law. If I want to scold him, I would also scold my brother-in-law for giving a fake."
"Also, that ginseng fruit is also what you called rubbish."
Ye Fei faced Lin Qiuling's sharp gaze calmly: "No matter how uncomfortable you are, you can't resent me."
"You think I'm out of my mind and can't tell that the painting is fake?
Is the ginseng fruit real?”
"I saw it all at one glance."
Lin Qiuling shouted: "But in that case, can I slap your brother-in-law in the face?"
"You can't hit your brother-in-law in the face, how can you hit me in the face?"
Ye Fei revealed a hint of joking: "And it's very unfair to me to confuse right and wrong."
Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but frown, feeling that Ye Fei was different from before.
"Slap you in the face?
What kind of face can you have as a door-to-door son-in-law?"
Lin Qiuling became even more furious: "Is your face comparable to your brother-in-law's face?"
"How can a stay-at-home husband who only does housework compare with your brother-in-law who is the boss?"
"Jianfeng contributes hundreds of thousands to the Tang family every year, but you spend hundreds of thousands on the Tang family. How do you compare?"
"It's an honor for you, a white-eyed wolf, that I slap you in the face."
She pointed at Ye Fei and cursed: "It's an honor, do you understand?"
In Lin Qiuling's view, Ye Fei should bear all oppression and injustice, and any resistance would be treason.
Ye Fei smiled faintly and said nothing, but looked at Tang Ruoxue, hoping that she could say a few words of justice.
Ye Fei was not afraid of Lin Qiuling's betrayal, but hoped that he was not alone at this moment.
He wants to know that he has a wife.
Tang Ruoxue looked at each other coldly and said slightly impatiently: "Okay, please stop arguing at night."
"Ye Fei, apologize to mom."
"No matter what, mom is an elder. It's your fault that makes her angry."
Tang Ruoxue finally stood on her mother's side: "Hurry up and apologize to mom."
Tang Sanguo echoed: "Ye Fei, please apologize."
Lin Qiuling pointed outside and shouted: "I don't want him to apologize, I want him to get out."
Ye Fei took a step forward and said quietly: "Mom, I want to divorce Ruoxue."
"Okay." Lin Qiuling subconsciously answered: "Just leave." Halfway through the words, she made a wish.
In my mind, the impression of my first acquaintance eighteen years ago reappeared.
It's just that people change. The little girl who had a temper but had a clear sense of grudges has long since disappeared. "Divorce?"
Lin Qiuling also reacted and laughed angrily: "How dare a low-income person dare to get divorced?
Do you really think of yourself as a character?"
In the past few months, she had asked Tang Ruoxue and Ye Fei to divorce more than once, but every time she failed due to various accidents.
Lin Qiuling wished Ye Fei could get out of the Tang family as soon as possible.
But now she doesn't think so.
Because this was Ye Fei's initiative.
Not only her daughter, but also she and the Tang family felt ashamed.
"What qualifications do you have to say divorce?"
Lin Qiuling pointed her finger at Ye Fei and said angrily: "Without the Tang family, you, a loser, would starve to death in less than two days."
Ye Fei's eyes were calm: "Get a divorce, I don't want to have anything to do with the Tang family."
Don’t want to get involved with the Tang family?
Lin Qiuling laughed angrily: "Okay, divorce, you can get a divorce if you want."
"I won't mention half a million."
"This year, you ate at the Tang Family, drank at the Tang Family, and stayed at the Tang Family. You owe us a huge favor."
Her voice suddenly became louder: "If you want a divorce, you can pay off this debt first."
Ye Fei said calmly: "Why pay it back?"
"The Sihai Chamber of Commerce owes me Chunfeng Clinic two million in payment."
Lin Qiuling sneered: "You are so capable and courageous, you can get this money back from me tomorrow."
"If you get it back, I will let Ruoxue divorce you immediately."
She pushed Ye Fei to death: "Otherwise you will move bricks, sell blood, be a duck or a dog, and pay the Tang family's debt."
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face changed: "Mom" "Shut up!"
Lin Qiuling interrupted Tang Ruoxue, stared at Ye Fei and said coldly: "Is there any problem?"
Ye Fei nodded: "No problem."
Then, he walked silently through the hall, walked up to the second floor, and came to Tang Ruoxue's bedroom.
The bedroom is a suite, there is a small hall when entering, and behind the small hall is an inner room.
Tang Ruoxue lived inside, and Ye Fei slept on the sofa in the small hall.
This year, Ye Fei and Tang Ruoxue were separated by a wall, but they had never entered the room or had any physical contact.
Lin Qiuling also mocked him as a watchdog from time to time.
Countless times, Ye Fei longed to sleep in the big bed inside.
But after one year, Ye Fei became more and more aware that it was an unattainable fantasy.
Tonight, Ye Fei knew that it was time to let go. As soon as Ye Fei sat down on the sofa, Tang Ruoxue opened the door and came in, angrily: "Ye Fei, who do you think you are?
What qualifications do you have to dislike me?"
She asked without politeness: "Why do you divorce me?"
Ye Fei deliberately provoked her: "A crazy woman who doesn't know right from wrong, doesn't want a divorce and keeps it for the New Year?"
"Crazy woman?"
Tang Ruoxue laughed angrily: "Then who do you think you are?"
"You can't find a job, you can't do housework well, and you have to find a crazy woman to pay for your mother's treatment. You are simply a waste that is worse than a crazy woman."
She disliked Ye Fei even more. Besides being cowardly and incompetent, he was also arrogant.
Ye Fei said with a noncommittal smile: "I am actually a waste, so I should get divorced as soon as possible so that we can get together and be separated."
Tang Ruoxue became angry: "You have no right to ask for divorce. Only I can divorce you."
"You think you can get back two million, Ye Fei, don't overestimate your capabilities."
She smiled contemptuously: "A waste like you can't get back the debt of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce in a hundred years." After saying that, Tang Ruoxue slammed the door and walked out.
She would never believe that Ye Fei could recover a debt of two million.
But there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Because when she and Ye Fei looked at each other just now, she saw the depth in those eyes.