This is Cai Cai's subjective guess. The evil deeds Ding Fan committed on Sikong Ye were many times more serious than the ones he committed on her. Otherwise, how could he tolerate being bullied and not fight back.
"I'm overthinking it. She is my junior sister and my master's daughter."
In this regard, Ding Fan had to explain, lest Cai Cai complicate a simple problem and annoy Sikong Ye by talking nonsense. Then he would definitely face an unnecessary disaster, and even a broken arm or leg would be minor.
"Do you still have a master?"
"Do you think I am a charlatan who just looks at people's faces and treats their illnesses? I am a disciple of a well-known family. I am straight-talking and have a lot of money. I can know the changes in the situation above and the grievances in the underworld..."
Ding Fan's unreasonable bragging immediately made Cai Cai lose interest in continuing to inquire. Ding Fan's master was also innocently implicated, and Cai Cai disgustedly classified him as an old liar.
When he came to the villa, on the balcony on the third floor, Ding Fan saw Bai Yifei looking out of the window. He instantly felt that his body and mind were bathed in the spring breeze, and even his eyes lit up.
Tonight, Bai Yifei was wearing a set of fan silk pajamas, which set off her skin like snow and frost, and her pink and tender skin could be broken by blows. Her three-point outline was vaguely visible, and she also outlined her arrogant and perfect figure.
The sea breeze blew in through the window, and a few strands of black hair danced with the wind, but there was a hint of sadness in those autumn eyes.
Cai Cai suddenly pinched Ding Fan's waist, and he woke up and quickly said hello.
"Ding Fan, sit down!"
Bai Yifei pointed to the bamboo chair beside her, gathered her pajamas from behind, and sat down gently.
Seeing the look in Bai Yifei's hand, Cai Cai reluctantly went downstairs, and began to curse Ding Fan in her heart, feeling faintly worried whether this boy would really take away the beauty she was protecting.
Cai Cai's family background is not bad, she has no worries about food and clothing, and does not need to work hard. The tens of millions of dollars in savings her father gave her have always been sitting in the account, and have never been touched.
However, from the first moment she saw Bai Yifei, she made the greatest decision in her life, to stay with her and never leave her!
"Xiaofan, I didn't see him in my dream last night, and I felt very sad."
On the balcony, Bai Yifei sighed deeply. She didn't know why she told Ding Fan this. Maybe it was a form of trust!
Bai Yifei showed her emotionally fragile side, but Ding Fan couldn't let her fall into the terrible love network in her dream, and continued to sink in. He persuaded her: "Sister, it's understandable that you feel like this. What should I say? The man is also with you."
I have been with you for a long time. But this is not true. The Buddha said that all delusional thoughts and attachments are just illusions and will disappear when the wind blows."
"I understand, but..."
Bai Yifei couldn't speak anymore, and the autumn water in her eyes turned into tears. Ding Fan felt very distressed when she saw it. He really wanted to go over and hug her and comfort her with sweet words.
Never be soft-hearted!
Ding Fan cleared his throat and continued: "Tonight is the hardest, but after it passes, your image of him will be blurred tomorrow, and you will not have a strong bond with him in the future. Sister Feifei, don't forget, it is better to give up on someone than to see him.
Let him die in front of you."
Bai Yifei nodded, turned around and smiled: "Unlike what your sister said, you are not useless."
"It was Sister Feifei who had a keen eye for gold and discovered the dazzling shining points in me. In fact, I don't want to work at all. Traveling around the world and helping people in need is my great goal in life!" Ding Fan said proudly.
"Being a prodigal?"
“I just want to have fun!”
Bai Yifei was laughed out loud and felt much better. She was a smart female CEO and did not believe that Mo Yuhong could really deal with Hai Guanghui by taking action, so she asked about the debt collection situation.
In fact, on the way home, Bai Yifei asked Cai Cai. Although Cai Cai was angry with Ding Fan, she was very honest with Bai Yifei and told her everything she knew.
Therefore, when Bai Yifei learned that Ding Fan was repeating his old tricks, she chatted with Hai Guanghui alone for a while.
This scene is very similar to what happened in Gui Qingyue's office. How can Bai Yifei not be suspicious?
However, Ding Fan was vague and could not reveal Hai Guanghui's privacy. He only said that Hai Guanghui had suffered enough, was exhausted physically and mentally, and had already planned to pay back the money.
Bai Yifei nodded and suddenly said: "Assistant Mo will discuss with me this afternoon and wants to transfer you to work under her."
Ding Fan was shocked. This was something he had not expected. He quickly asked: "How did Sister Feifei decide?"
"I didn't agree. To be honest, I feel more at ease if you work under Cai Cai."
You should be worried. In order to get revenge, Teacher Cai now thinks about how to bully his former students every day. But Ding Fan would rather fight Cai Cai than follow the scheming Mo Yuhong.
That would be more tiring.
"My sister loves me the most." Ding Fan clasped his fists in gratitude.
"Smelly!"
Bai Yifei rolled her eyes charmingly and said softly: "I'll be waiting for you when I fall asleep tonight."
"Leave the door open for me." Ding Fan blinked.
Bai Yifei looked at Ding Fan with a frivolous look, with a look of disgust on her face, but there was no trace of disgust in her heart. When she thought of last night, this kid was at her feet, looking at her white and tender feet, she felt blushing inexplicably.
Heartbeat.
Oh, what are you thinking about? This is my best friend's younger brother, a young man who is several years younger than me.
Back in the room on the second floor, Ding Fan lay on the bed with his legs crossed, and then opened WeChat. Just now he heard the notification sound of a new message. As expected, it was from Hai Guanghui.
First there was an expression of surrender, followed by a specific date of birth, which belonged to Grandpa Hai Guanghui.
Ding Fan found the perpetual calendar on his cell phone, compared the birth dates in his mind, closed his eyes, and began to calculate.
He is destined to have literary works and talents, but he is destined to offend Huagai and wander to a foreign land.
Weak Jia and strong Yin have the ambition to practice in the mountains and forests. Two metals meet one water, and the wife will be in pairs, which will lead to hatred.
interesting!
Ding Fan sent a message asking: "Brother Hai, what is the old man's name?"
"Haishan." Hai Guanghui replied quickly.
"Judging from the birth date and horoscope, after he left, he did find another woman, and they have been living together in the name of husband and wife."
"Will I still have uncles and brothers?" Hai Guanghui immediately became sensitive.
"No!"
"After all, he is a heartless and unjust person." Hai Guanghui sighed.
"What's strange is that the reason why he left was that he wanted to go into seclusion in the mountains and practice cultivation." Ding Fan typed a line.
Hai Guanghui sent a series of surprised expressions one after another, saying incomprehensibly: "Since he is practicing cultivation, he should be pure and celibate, why is he still looking for a woman?"
"I don't know, maybe we are practicing together."
Mixed sex? Hai Guanghui was so excited that he immediately told his grandfather, who had no deep feelings for him, "Liar! Dirty!"
"Brother, you can't talk about your elders like that." Ding Fan followed with a bad smile.
"I still want to scold him!"
Hai Guanghui looked angry and asked: "Brother, have you figured out where he died?"
While chatting with Hai Guanghui, Ding Fan came up with another hexagram based on the year, month, day and time, Tianshan Escape, which indeed meant to retreat, but the retreat distance was not far.
After walking for two or three miles, there were four or five houses in Yancun, six or seven pavilions, and eighty or ninety flowers.
Ding Fan sent a poem, and Hai Guanghui immediately made a sweaty expression. Then he called impatiently and asked, "Brother, can we stop being so obscure? I can't understand it either!"