Ye Ziqin paused and looked at her curiously. Her face, which was originally like Qiuyue, burst into a faint smile, as if she was looking at her sister, "What do you want to say to me?"
"I want to... ask if you really like Brother Xiaofan. I know that he married you because of family pressure. If you don't like him... I hope Brother Xiaofan will be happy anyway."
Shanshan blinked her bright eyes, raised her head and looked at Ye Ziqin with a serious expression on her face.
Ye Ziqin was stunned for a moment, and Zhuo Shanshan didn't say the following sentence "It's better to divorce", but she understood what Zhuo Shanshan meant.
Ye Ziqin raised him and looked at Zhuo Bufan's back, and bit his thin lips hard, "Maybe after a while, I might fall in love with him?"
The two of them didn't know that Zhuo Bufan's eyes and ears were extremely sensitive, and they heard their words in their ears, but there was no fluctuation or expression on their faces.
Zhuo Shanshan glanced at Ye Ziqin, pouted, jumped towards Zhuo Bufanhuan, grabbed his arm, and said coquettishly: "Brother Xiaofan, don't go so fast, people can't catch up with you
Woolen cloth."
"Why are you still like a child?" Zhuo Bufan smiled helplessly, and his eyes were filled with pampering expressions.
"A little bit..." Zhuo Shanshan spit out her pink tongue, her playful look made people funny.
There were many people coming to the open-air barbecue square. Sitting on rattan chairs, there was a barbecue stove in front of them. Every distance was a long table with fruits, desserts, wines, and in the freezer.
All kinds of meat can be picked up at will.
"Young Master Yang."
"Mr. Zhang."
"Brother Yang."
Many people actually knew Yang Jian and Zhang Xing, and they greeted them one after another, but Zhang Xing held a horse face and was very upset. He whispered: "Young Master Yang, what is that Zhuo Bufan? The Zhuo family is one.
He just abandoned his son, but he dared to hit me? Even his mother went to the cold palace, and he thought he was the prince of the Zhuo family."
"Don't worry, I'll let him bow his head to admit his mistake later." Yang Jian took out his zipp silver lighter and lit the cigarette on his mouth, and vomited a faint smoke ring.
"Are you talking about Shanshan begging you?" Zhang Xing asked with a frown.
Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said with a cold light, "Isn't your godfather coming here? Zhuo Bufan must ask him to beg you if he wants to settle Brother Ming."
"Damn, if it weren't for your sake, Young Master Yang, I would definitely not have helped him. I just found a few people to ruin him." Zhang Xing gritted his teeth and said.
"Don't worry, when I get Zhuo Shanshan, I will never participate in Zhuo Bufan's affairs. After all, Shanshan has something to ask for me." Yang Jian smiled and patted Zhang Xing on the shoulder.
Then Zhuo Bufan and the other two walked over, and they sat together and ordered a box of beer. Zhuo Shanshan pulled Ye Ziqin and picked up some meat skewers and vegetables to grill. The night sky was full of stars, and the open-air barbecue tasted a unique flavor.
Zhuo Bufan grilled two skewers and two vegetables to Ye Ziqin and Zhuo Shanshan onto the plate, "Eat more meat and see how thin you are?"
"Brother Xiaofan, are we going to lose weight now?" Zhuo Shanshan said with a lip silence.
Ye Ziqin's eyes narrowed slightly when she smiled, and said with a smile: "I also need to lose weight. Losing weight is the career that we women strive for the rest of our lives."
"Zhuo Bufan, how many words are you talking?" Yang Jian suddenly looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, taking his chin and pointing to the open space, then getting up and walking towards the open space, Zhang Xing followed him.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, put down the roasted meat skewers in his hand, followed him and said, "Yang Jian, what's the matter with me?"
"It's nothing big, let me tell you about your mother. Do you know that there is a bully named Ming Ge in the town who often goes to trouble your mother?" Yang Jian looked at Zhuo Bufan lightly and said, "This matter is here."
It was Shanshan who begged me, let’s talk about our friends, and I can help you solve it.”
So that's it. Zhuo Shanshan has never had a good impression of Yang Jian. Zhuo Bufan also wondered why Zhuo Shanshan was so close to him, it turned out to be for his mother's business.
Zhang Xing suddenly sneered: "Little... Zhuo Bufan, I tell you the truth. My godfather is doing well in Xicheng. That brother Ming will definitely give my godfather face and help you explain this matter, but... you
I just hit me, how do I calculate this account? Let me punch you how many times?"
Yang Jian smoothed out and said, "Axing, don't be so stingy. Bufan must not have done it on purpose." After that, he looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Bufan, no matter how you say that you need Axing to help this time, you should give it to him.
Apologize.”
"Let me apologize to him? He is not qualified enough." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
As soon as the words came out, the smile on Yang Jian's face instantly froze. He looked at Zhuo Bufan with some annoyance, and his tone became much sharper and said, "Zhuo Bufan, I helped you because of Shanshan's face. You
If you think you are from the Zhuo family, others dare not touch you? You have to know what your status is in the Zhuo family. If Zhuo Shuai and Zhuo Fang come, maybe Brother Ming will give you some face, but you...
It’s better to be more aware of the times.”
"Zhuo Bufan, don't be too crazy. Without my godfather coming forward to help, your life will not be easy." Zhang Xing said with his fists clenched.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head with a faint smile on his face and said, "With my current identity, what are Zhuo Shuai and Zhuo Fang? And I will solve this problem myself, so I won't bother you to worry about it." After that,
Zhuo Bufan turned around and returned to his seat.
The Zhuo Shuai and Zhuo Fang mentioned were the same generation as the Zhuo family and his sons, and the third and fourth uncles were both the third generation of the Zhuo family at the core level.
"Damn, Young Master Yang, Zhuo Bufan is too ungrateful. I'm afraid I can't help this time." Zhang Xing clenched his fists and stared at Zhuo Bufan's back hard.
Yang Jian's eyes were cold and he snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are? Don't help him this time, let him suffer a little, and learn to bow your head and be a human being."
Zhang Xing nodded and said with a vicious look: "I have just asked Brother Ming to come over and say the numbers. I will tell my godfather not to help Zhuo Bufan, and let Brother Ming teach him a good lesson."
Zhuo Shanshan, who was a little careless, was actually secretly looking at Zhuo Bufan and Yang Jian and others. He gently pursed his lips and saw Zhuo Bufan coming, his eyes dodged and said, "Brother Xiaofan, I've roasted ribs for you."
, you taste the taste."
"Shanshan, I will handle my business myself. You don't have to get so close to Yang Jian for me. Brother Xiaofan feels uncomfortable if you make things difficult for yourself like this." Zhuo Bufan sighed, but his heart was
Warmth came out. Apart from mother, only aunt and Zhuo Shanshan could make him feel a hint of warmth of family affection.
Zhuo Shanshan lowered her head, not knowing whether her eyes were smoked by cigarettes or why, but she was a little tearful and buried her head and said, "Brother Xiaofan, I want to help you too."
"A Xing." Suddenly, several big and thick figures appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan and the others. When the people around him saw the group of people entering the venue, there was a hint of fear in their eyes. (To be continued)