When Bao Qianyun was feeling extremely regretful, Ye Fan was being besieged by a group of warblers.
Jin Zhiyuan and the others, under the guise of Ye Fan neglecting them these days, kept drinking Ye Fan from cup to cup.
Moreover, red wine, green bamboo leaves, and ice-cold beer came in turns, and it seemed that they must make Ye Fan drunk.
Song Hongyan smiled helplessly to stop Ye Fan from drinking, but she was also poured a large bottle of red wine.
After drinking, they blindfolded Ye Fan and asked him to choose Song Hongyan from a dozen hands.
They wanted to see if Ye Fan had deep feelings for Song Hongyan and if he was familiar with her body.
Ye Fan touched each one one by one and went back and forth three times, but he still couldn't find Song Hongyan in the same smooth and tender skin.
During the countdown, Ye Fan had no choice but to hold one hand and say it was Song Hongyan.
As soon as he opened the blindfold, he found that it was Kim Ji-won who was covering her mouth and smiling.
But Song Hongyan was not among the crowd at all.
The girls laughed loudly at Ye Fan who admitted the wrong person, and then punished Ye Fan with a large glass of German rye.
Song Hongyan also said that Ye Fan deliberately pretended not to recognize him and took advantage of him, and pinched Ye Fan's waist hard.
Seeing that it was not possible to continue playing like this, Ye Fan immediately used cold water to clear his head.
Then he told the girls that they were too busy and had too fast metabolism. If they were not treated in time, they would age easily.
Huo Ziyan and Wang Qingwu panicked when they heard this. They put aside their plan to get Ye Fan and Song Hongyan drunk in their wedding room, and they all surrounded Ye Fan and asked what to do?
Jin Zhiyuan even asked Ye Fan to quickly prepare a beauty prescription that was more effective than Shame Flower Ointment.
Ye Fan said that there was no need to bother. He could slow down the aging of the girls by giving them acupuncture and adjusting their body functions.
Soon, there were more than a dozen deck chairs on the third deck. Jin Zhiyuan and the others lay on them one by one, and asked Ye Fan to give him acupuncture quickly.
Ye Fan, who was carrying the medicine box, almost dropped the silver needle on the ground before he even started.
There are more than a dozen lounge chairs side by side, and more than a dozen pairs of long legs lined up in a line. Just one look at them makes Ye Fan's heart beat out of his chest.
He could only get another bottle of vodka and take two sips to calm down his shock.
An hour later, Ye Fan dropped all the silver needles, and Jin Zhiyuan and the others felt the warm current of acupuncture comfortably.
Afterwards, they closed their eyes, blew in the sea breeze, and took a nap with a bit of drunkenness.
"The whole world is quiet."
Ye Fan covered them with white towels and then found a corner sofa to sit down.
He exhaled slowly and took a long breath, pinched a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth.
At this time, another pair of straight long legs came to Ye Fan.
Then a bowl of three fresh noodles soup was placed in Ye Fan's hand.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, looked up and found that it was Qi Qingmei.
There are still fish that have slipped through the net.
Just as Ye Fan was about to speak, Qi Qingmei sat down opposite him, crossed his legs and spoke leisurely:
"Don't even think about trying to deal with me tonight."
"You owe me this acupuncture, and you will pay me back when you return to Baocheng one day."
She also pointed to a little noodle soup: "You have been working for so long and drank so much wine. You are hungry. Eat it while it is hot."
She had just been stained with a lot of wine, so she went back to the cabin and changed her clothes. When she came out again, she saw Jin Zhiyuan and the others lying down.
Qi Qingmei took the opportunity to cherish this rare time to talk about something.
Ye Fan smiled and stirred the noodles, and he didn't forget to joke:
"It seems that Mr. Qi has grown a lot."
"Not only does she have the lofty ideal of being Mrs. Ye Tang, but she also has the attentiveness and consideration of ordinary people."
He lowered his head and took a sip of clear soup: "You know, in the past, you didn't bother to care about others."
"It's a pity that you are not interested in being the young master of Yetang, and you have become Mr. Song's man."
Qi Qingmei's expression did not change at all: "My young master and wife's dream has been completely shattered."
"Otherwise I can care for you better and more considerately."
She looked at Mark with a playful look: "I will even risk my life to get you to the top."
Ye Fan raised his head to meet the woman's gaze: "Don't you still have Ye Forbidden City to choose from?"
"Ye Forbidden City has changed a lot in the past six months. Not only has it curbed its anger and hidden its ambitions, but it has also gone out to socialize and strengthen its team."
Qi Qingmei poured herself a glass of red wine, stared at Ye Fan with cold eyes and slowly said:
"Today, he is even more outstanding and more powerful than before his birthday."
"Even the old Seventh King has become more cautious and more approving of him."
"He stepped out from under your light and blossomed with his own color."
"He has also changed from his former hatred towards me to being friendly. Not only does he often invite guests to the club, but he also solves several problems for the club."
"Honestly, he is much more mature than before, almost meeting my previous requirements for him."
"It's just that I, Qi Qingmei, never look back or go back."
Qi Qingmei spoke happily: "My fate with him is over, that's it."
"I won't turn back, I won't turn back, and I have no ambition."
Ye Fan picked up a pair of chopsticks and put it into his mouth: "This means you will never be the wife of Young Master Ye Tang."
Qi Qingmei said indifferently: "It really can't be done."
Ye Fan asked back: "Is it a pity?"
"A little melancholy, but I can't say I'm sorry."
Qi Qingmei rubbed her fingers against the cold wine glass:
"Sadly, it has been my dream since childhood to be the wife of Young Master Ye Tang."
"What I have been attached to for more than ten years is now falling apart without even thinking about it. It is inevitable to feel sad."
"I'm not sorry, it's because I was a dead person, but I survived because of you, and I still have Jin Yuan Club."
She added: "I should be satisfied."
"It's good to have this mentality."
Ye Fan reminded: "And you should take a broader view. The world is so big, why bother to be rigid about the young master and his wife?"
"You can have greater ideals and greater achievements."
"For example, the richest woman in Baocheng, the daughter-in-law Daoyi in the business world who affects the economy, and the iron lady at the top of the world's power pyramid."
"Aren't these identities better than the wife of Young Master Ye Tang?"
"I can also assure you that as long as you have enough ability, I will give you a bigger platform in the future."
For this powerful woman who contains power, Ye Fan still has to draw a big picture.
"Then I'll thank the boss in advance."
Qi Qingmei smiled: "But I don't have to be the young master's wife, but whether you are the young master or not is not your choice."
"You don't care, you don't care, they may not think so in Ye Forbidden City."
"Your identity, your abilities and your connections mean that you can wear the yellow robe at any time."
"How could Ye Forbidden City allow you to sleep soundly beside the couch?"
"Just wait, Ye Tang's future will definitely be bloody. Either you will be forced to take the position, or Ye Forbidden City will kill you and take the position."
Qi Qingmei reminded Ye Fan meaningfully: "Whether you escape or not, you and Ye Forbidden City will definitely fight."
"It's not that exaggerated."
Ye Fan lowered his head and stirred the noodles: "Look, if my father comes to power, won't the eldest uncle, second uncle, and fourth uncle also fight against each other?"
"It's because of the strength of the old lady, the pressure of the old seven kings, and the combination of strength and softness of the leader of the Ye clan, that the conflict between the brothers did not break out."
Qi Qingmei asked back: "Besides, how do you know that your uncle and the others didn't secretly stab the leader of the Ye clan?"
"What's going on with the Ye family recently?"
Ye Fan was silent for a while and did not discuss the matter of Ye Forbidden City anymore. He did not want to return to Baocheng, and he also did not want to get involved in these things.
Then, he asked hesitantly: "Are Mrs. Ye and the others okay?"
"They are all very good. If they were not good, how could the Yemen master and his wife have the leisure to come here for a vacation?"
Qi Qingmei took a sip of red wine, and then changed the subject: "But something big happened to your second uncle's relative not long ago."
Ye Fan subconsciously asked: "What's the big deal?"
"Lin Wuya, the grandson of the head of the Lin family, accidentally killed the daughter of a predator in the Red Shield Alliance at the Las Vegas Casino."
Qi Qingmei slowly told Ye Fan what happened: "The red shield crocodile issued a murder order to destroy the whole family."
"Eighty percent of Lin Wuya's dozens of followers were killed before they even left Las Vegas."
"Several Lin family strongholds were also cleaned mercilessly."
"If Lin Wuya hadn't been supported by several poison masters, he would have been shot in the head and left dead on the street."
"Even so, they can only hide in the sewers and wait for support and negotiations."
"The head of the Lin family has repeatedly communicated with the Red Shield Alliance and is willing to pay a huge price and cut off Lin Wuya's hand."
"But they were all rejected by the red shield predators."
Qi Qingmei slightly opened her red lips: "The Red Shield Crocodile is determined to kill Lin Wuya to avenge his daughter."
Ye Fan held his chopsticks and nodded: "He is a bloody father."
"But Lin Wuya finally returned to western Sichuan alive."
Qi Qingmei leaned forward slightly:
"I heard that it was your second uncle Ye Tianri who arranged the arrangement..."
