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Chapter 0195 Didn¡¯t send anyone over

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    This group of people are all experts in fighting, but unfortunately in Ye Fan's eyes, they are just a group of three-year-old doll-like characters.

    Ye Fan grabbed one in each hand and threw it onto the cement ground outside. No gangster could cause Ye Fan the slightest trouble.

    Feng Yueying looked at the man as if he were throwing sandbags, throwing these gangsters alive, and was completely stunned.

    For a time, the gangsters screamed one after another, and each one fell with broken arms and legs. They didn't even understand how they were thrown out.

    After Ye Fan finished dealing with the gangsters, he clapped his hands and said: "Tell Fan Qiao that I have arrived. It is easy to collect the debt, but it is his fault to arrest him. Tomorrow is the deadline for releasing him. If Feng Yuanxiong is released,  No matter what happens, Fan Qiao himself can't even think about living."

    The yellow-haired gangster covered his broken arm and stepped away while uttering harsh words, "Youyou kid, wait! Master Fan will let you see the King of Hell tomorrow!"

    Shouting and shouting, a group of people fled, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

    After the others left, Feng Yueying walked into the house, looked around at the completely messed up home, and said with red eyes: "I haven't been back for a long time. I didn't expect that when I come back this time, my home will be like this."

    "If it's messy, just tidy it up. It's not a big deal." Ye Fan walked to the corner, picked up the broom and dustpan, and said with a smile, "Let me help you clean up together. Men and women are matched, so the work will not be tiring."

    Feng Yueying looked at the relaxed smile on the man's face, and her gloomy mood was relieved a little, as if she had a place to rely on, so she smiled and nodded.

    The two of them cleaned together until almost two o'clock in the morning, and finally managed to sort out the messed up house.

    When it was time to go to bed, Feng Yueying took Ye Fan into her parents' bedroom.

    "You sleep here, I'll go to my room to sleep," Feng Yueying said.

    Ye Fan, however, pulled the woman and said seriously: "Yingying, I'm afraid that if a bad guy comes in early in the morning, I won't be able to protect you in time, so you'd better sleep with me."

    Feng Yueying looked at Ye Fan's serious look and couldn't tell what the man's intention was, whether he really wanted to protect her or some other idea.

    "Yingying, you don't believe me?" Ye Fan looked disappointed.

    "Nono, I understand, let's go together." Feng Yueying actually didn't want to think about it too much. She was just a little nervous in her heart.

    Because the weather was cold, the two of them didn't need to take a shower. After a simple wash, they went to bed to rest.

    Although they were each covered with a quilt, it was still the first time for the two of them to sleep in the same bed.

    The lights went out and the room was dark.

    Feng Yueying hadn¡¯t had a good rest these days, and she felt very tired all of a sudden, but because she had so many things on her mind, she couldn¡¯t sleep.

    Ye Fan actually doesn't need to sleep at all. He hopes to have a good chat with a woman in the dead of night.

    "Yingying, I never had the chance to ask you, how did you know about my marriage to Qingxue?"

    Feng Yueying turned her back to the man, was silent for a while, and said, "It's the old lady. She told me everything"

    Ye Fan also confirmed his suspicion. In fact, if Su Qingxue didn't tell this matter, it was probably Bi Shuqin's doing.

    ¡°It¡¯s just that Bi Shuqin was thinking about her granddaughter, which is irrefutable.

    "Yingying, come closer and let me hug you." Ye Fan lifted up his quilt and wanted to get into the woman's bed.

    But Feng Yueying hurriedly avoided it and said, "Don't do this. You are Mr. Su's husband. We can't do this"

    Ye Fan sighed, "If you heard what grandma said, then you should know that part of the reason why I married Qingxue was because of the company's shares.

    Of course, I don¡¯t deny that I also like Qingxue, but I also like you. Do you really have no feelings for me?  "

    "Since you are married to Mr. Su, you can no longer like me"

    "Why? How can I control the growth of human flesh," Ye Fan said.

    "Thisthis is wrong." Feng Yueying didn't know how to explain it.

    Ye Fan chuckled and said, "Unless you don't like me, I won't give up on you. I told you before, have you forgotten?"

    Feng Yueying was silent, curled up in bed, biting her red lips, not daring to say a word.

    Ye Fan thought for a while, then came up with an idea and said: "Yingying, I remember the last time I watched a thriller movie with you, you were not afraid at all.??Shall I tell you a ghost story tonight?  Try your courage?  "

    Feng Yueying¡¯s delicate body trembled. Why would a man tell ghost stories this late at night?  This is completely different from watching a movie

    Seeing that the woman didn¡¯t respond, Ye Fan started to talk: ¡°There used to be a couple who often quarreled. Finally one day, due to the fierce quarrel, the husband picked up a fruit knife in anger and accidentally killed his wife.

    The husband secretly took his wife¡¯s body to the mountains and buried it. He was afraid that the children would ask about their mother when they returned home. He also tried his best to think of a way to explain it.

    However, the first day passed, and the second day passed until the sixth day, the child did not ask about his mother. The husband felt very strange, and finally couldn't help but ask the child

    ¡®Son, aren¡¯t you sad that you haven¡¯t seen your mother for so many days?  Why didn't you ask mom where you were?  ¡¯

    Unexpectedly, the child looked at his father with a confused face and said, ¡®No, it¡¯s just weird, Dad, why are you carrying your mother all the time¡¯¡­¡±

    As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yueying's whole delicate body suddenly turned around and threw herself into Ye Fan's arms.

    Ye Fan hugged the woman, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and said with a smile: "Yingying, look, you still like me."

    "You are going to dietelling such a storyhow can I sleep" Feng Yueying almost cried with fear, her heart was pounding.

    Ye Fan stretched out his hand to lift the woman's chin, and without any explanation, lowered his head and kissed her.

    In the darkness, Feng Yueying opened her beautiful eyes wide, and the fear in her heart was instantly resolved, followed by a warmth like melting winter snow.

    After a long time, their lips parted. Ye Fan stroked the woman's hair and said, "Go to sleep. Tomorrow, the matter will be over."

    Feng Yueying¡¯s head felt dizzy, and her heart seemed to be floating on a warm lake. It was quiet and comfortable, making her gradually fall asleep

    At dawn and early in the morning, the people from Fan Qiao did not come over immediately, which made Ye Fan feel quite strange.

    Feng Yueying, on the other hand, got up and made some simple breakfast. After serving the man, she made Ye Fan wear slippers and took away a pair of Ye Fan's leather shoes.

    "Yingying, what are you doing?" Ye Fan walked to the grain drying field and found Feng Yueying washing the leather shoes with a brush.

    Feng Yueying looked back and smiled, "You stepped on a lot of mud last night, let me help you wash it off."

    Ye Fan froze on the spot, staring blankly at the woman, which made Feng Yueying a little embarrassed and asked: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

    "Apart from my mother, you are the first woman to wash my shoes," Ye Fan said. Even during those days in the orphanage, he washed his shoes himself.

    Feng Yueying¡¯s expression froze for a moment, then her face turned slightly red, and she turned back to continue wiping.

    The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, and Feng Yueying didn't know how to answer the call, so she had to ask: "Where are we waiting? Why hasn't Fan Qiao sent anyone over?"

    Ye Fan also felt strange. Logically speaking, after what happened last night, Fan Qiao should have aggressively found someone to deal with him.

    It took a long time, and Ye Fan was afraid that something might happen to Feng Yuanxiong, so Ye Fan planned to take the initiative to find Fan Qiao.

    So, Ye Fan dialed the number that Fan Qiao called before.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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