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Chapter 1642 Whoever touches my son will die

After Yuan Hanjiang died, the Yuan family conducted an investigation and found clues pointing to Tang Sanguo.

It's just that the Yuan family didn't find any substantial evidence. The Tang Sanguo was highly regarded by the Tang clan leader at that time, and it was at a time when it was in the limelight.

Therefore, the Yuan family could not accuse or attack Tang Sanguo.

When Tang Sanguo actually came to light, it was after Lao Mao's recording and Tang Sanguo's execution that the Yuan family received final confirmation from Ye Tang.

But at this time, Tang Sanguo had been imprisoned by Ye Tang, and Yuan could not do anything to him.

After Yuan Huihuang told Ye Fan what he knew and Yuan's attitude, he looked at the sky outside the window and fell into deep thought.

Ye Fan didn't ask any more questions or disturb him, and left the room with a few words of warning.

However, Ye Fan also knew in his heart that Yuan Huihuang was hiding something.

That is, the Three Kingdoms of the Tang Dynasty were at their peak, and the Yuan family was difficult to attack and kill without substantial evidence, but this does not mean that the Yuan family did nothing.

For a behemoth like the Yuan family, as long as Tang Sanguo has the slightest suspicion, they will seek justice at all costs.

But this justice is not to kill Tang Sanguo, but to cut off the path of Tang Sanguo to ascend to power.

The Yuan family wanted to kill the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty.

Is there anything in the world that is more painful than falling from heaven to hell?

Therefore, after the Yuan family determined that Yuan Hanjiang's death was related to Tang Sanguo, he made up his mind to prevent Tang Sanguo from becoming the head of the Tang clan.

The Yuan family completely tore up the agreement among the five families not to interfere in each other's internal affairs and joined forces with Tang Pingfan.

Regarding Yunding Mountain, the Yuan family will most likely contribute money and effort.

As for the fact that the Yuan family did not kill anyone after the fall of the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty, it probably has something to do with Tang Pingfan.

Ye Fan's grievances and resentments between Tang Sanguo and various families were very complicated.

He wanted to scold Tang Sanguo for being too ruthless when he was young, but thinking that he was already in prison and sentenced to death, he felt that there was no point in venting his emotions.

Later, Ye Fan tried hard to adjust his mentality and wondered whether to tell Yuan Qingyi what happened.

He didn't know how to make a decision for a moment, so he pushed Song Hongyan out of her room by accident.

Song Hongyan was wiping her hair after taking a shower. When she saw Ye Fan's tired face, she spoke with a hint of resentment:

"You are just a little better yourself, but you are going to heal Yuan Huihuang and others?"

She walked up wearing a bathrobe, her loose black hair added to her charm, and her looming figure was very graceful.

Especially the fair and slender legs are full of temptation under the light.

Smelling the smell of shampoo and looking at the beautiful woman, Ye Fan was a little intoxicated, but he soon sobered up again.

"I also have a purpose."

Ye Fan saw the woman worried and hurriedly smiled to cover it up:

"The earlier they recover, the more strength we will have!"

"This way, when the enemy rushes over, we will have a few more experts to help."

"This time against the ugly old man, if they hadn't been the striker, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand his punch."

He also picked up a towel and wiped the woman's hair.

"Why do you ask them to help? It's obviously their business, and it's your job to help them."

Song Hongyan sat beside the bed and rolled her eyes at him: "It seems you are really energetic."

Ye Fan chuckled: "I told you, I'm basically fine, I can kill two tigers."

"Really? Are you really so strong?"

Song Hongyan smiled playfully, took the phone, turned on the pedometer, and shook it at Ye Fan a few times:

"I did not exercise much today, only 7,000 steps."

She blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled: "Here, help me get ten thousand steps."

Ye Fan couldn't help but be startled: "I can help you find ten thousand steps? How?"

Song Hongyan smiled coquettishly and overwhelmed Ye Fan: "Come on the bed..."

When the two were fighting, they were far away in Longdu, Jin Zhilin.

Ye Wujiu placed a bowl of Sichuan clam and snow pear stewed pork lungs in front of Shen Biqin.

He smiled warmly and said to his wife: "You have a cough these days. Drink some soup to moisten your lungs and relieve your cough."

"Tsk, I'm already this age, what else do I need to nourish myself?"

Shen Biqin complained, picked it up and took two sips:

"Just take some cough medicine when you cough."

She felt that at her old age, there was no need to spend money on such a good meal, so she might as well save it for Ye Fan to marry a wife, have children and start a career.

"How about that?"

Ye Wujiu smiled: "If I don't raise you well, if Mark comes back and sees you, a haggard mother, won't you blame me?"

"It's been decades, and it's rare to see you so alive. It seems that life will improve and people will become more active."

Shen Biqin sighed softly: "We really owe it to Ye Fan, otherwise one of us would be lying down waiting to die, and the other would still be working as a coolie on a boat."

Regarding today's life of fine clothing and fine food, Shen Biqin is very proud of her son, and also feels happy for Ye Fan.

After all, Ye Fan is not their biological son.

Ye Wujiu pinched out a white sand cigarette: "Family, don't say such things, otherwise Ye Fan will be unhappy."

"Ye Fan allows us to live such a good life, but the two of us can't do anything to help Ye Fan."

Shen Biqin smiled bitterly: "I just overheard Lawyer Qin's call. It seems that Ye Fan has had another accident in West China..."

She herself didn’t know why she said the word ‘again’.

"A little something happened, but nothing serious."

Ye Wujiu calmed his wife's emotions softly: "The enemy is against Tang Clan and the others, and Ye Fan was slightly affected by the excitement."

"But don't worry, Ye Fan has never seen the big world, he doesn't know how to behave and likes to join in the fun, but the beauty is watching over there."

"She will take good care of Mark."

"And Ye Fan's biological parents are probably keeping an eye on him."

He didn't want his wife to worry too much: "We can just take care of the medical center in peace."

"Say so."

Shen Biqin felt very guilty: "But if Ye Fan went to West China, we are somewhat responsible."

"If we hadn't always pulled him and said that Fugui was pitiful, that Fugui was kind to us, and that Fugui once blocked swords and guns for us -"

"He won't rush to Huaxi to fight with anyone."

"And I've been feeling restless lately."

"Especially, I had a dream the night before. I dreamed that Ye Fan was blown into a river and floated away. It scared me so hard that I woke up."

"That's when I got my cough!"

"I guess he is very busy now, otherwise I would really like to call him and ask him about the situation."

Shen Biqin took another sip of soup with lingering fear, which made her whole body warmer and her mood calmer.

"It's okay, Mark will be fine."

Ye Wujiu held the cigarette but did not light it: "If you are really worried, I will take the earliest flight to West China."

"I'll personally check on his condition, check on his injuries, and then nag him a few words."

"Bring him some clothes by the way. I heard that the cold wave from Siberia is going to pass through Western China."

There was a hint of depth in his eyes.

"Okay, you go there. Although you can't help Mark, you can advise him not to join in the fun."

"You are his father. He has always listened to you and must take care of himself. Otherwise, we won't be able to explain to his biological parents if something goes wrong."

Hearing Ye Wujiu go over and stare at Ye Fan, Shen Biqin became happy and drank the soup in one gulp:

"I'm going to pack his clothes now and make some food for him."

After saying that, she took the porcelain bowl and went to work.

"I think about my son all day long, and I really have no future..."

Ye Wujiu shook his head at Shen Biqin, thinking that she was a slave to his son and could not be compared with him.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number:

"Notify Hengdian, Yetang, and Chumen that before dawn, I want the ugly old man's position!" Anyone who touches my son will die!


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