Chapter Seventy-Seven: Don't Go, I'm Afraid
Seeing Liu Xiuran say this, Ye Fan had no choice but to nod his head and dispelled the idea of giving him some dividends.
glanced down at Mu Qingyu beside him.
Since they came out, Mu Qingyu has been holding Ye Fan's arm tightly, refusing to let go.
Glancing at Liu Xiuran on the side, Ye Fan scratched his head a little embarrassed.
This apprentice knew Su Yurou, if Su Yurou knew about it, maybe he would misunderstand him, but looking at the weak appearance of the girl in front of him, Ye Fan really couldn't bear to push her away.
And Liu Xiuran saw Ye Fan's gaze glancing over, and immediately turned his head away, pretending not to see anything.
I can't help but secretly think, my master is really good, the girls around me are so beautiful, what kind of peach blossom luck is this?
"Qing Yu, okay, don't worry, it's okay anymore, I guess he won't have a chance to trouble you in the future. Ye Fan smiled and comforted.
"Well, Brother Fan, my father he.... Will he die?" Mu Qingyu replied softly, still holding Ye Fan's arm, with a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes, and asked softly.
Hey, what a kind girl, Ye Fan sighed in her heart.
"No, it's just that he's going to spend the rest of his life in prison. Ye Fan smiled and let Mu Qingyu hold him like this.
"Brother Fan, thank you, if it weren't for you today.... I... I don't even know how to thank you!" Mu Qingyu said, tears welling up again.
"It's all said, you don't need to be so polite with me, you will be good in the future, it will be the best reward for me. Ye Fan touched Mu Qingyu's little head dotingly, and said with a smile: "Sometimes, I really want to have a well-behaved sister like you." ”
"Sister?" Mu Qingyu was slightly stunned, raised her head, and looked at Ye Fan's angular face, feeling a little complicated.
Ye Fan was able to save her many times and was in trouble, and helped her mother heal her body, which made Mu Qingyu's heart very moved, perhaps, Ye Fan is the only one in this world who is willing to do such a dangerous thing for himself.
Moreover, the more she came into contact with Yefan, the more she felt the mystery of Yefan, as if anything could be solved, and it was too powerful.
This fatal attraction made Mu Qingyu fall into it deeply, unable to extricate herself, at this moment, she really wanted to be by Ye Fan's side all the time, she wanted to be his wife, not ... Younger sister.
Perhaps, deep down in his heart, he has already regarded Yefan as his own...
Ah, thinking of this, Mu Qingyu's pretty face instantly climbed up two red clouds and buried her head in Ye Fan's arms.
Ye Fan looked at Mu Qingyu in his arms helplessly, and then said to Liu Xiuran: "Xiuran, you go back first, I'll send Qingyu home and go back." ”
"Yes, master, I will help you ask for leave, don't worry, I don't know anything. As soon as Liu Xiuran's voice fell, he threw Ye Fan a "I know" look, and then turned his head and ran.
"You..." Ye Fan looked at Liu Xiuran, who ran away in an instant, and sighed helplessly, it seems that this matter can't be explained to him.
At this time, Mu Qingyu in Ye Fan's arms suddenly raised her head, stared at Ye Fan with beautiful eyes, and said, "Brother Fan, you... Do you have a girlfriend?"
She had always heard that Liu Xiuran called Ye Fan a master, and just said that she was going to help him ask for leave from her master, doesn't this mean that Ye Fan has a girlfriend? Mu Qingyu is in a very worried mood now.
Ye Fan was stunned, he didn't expect Mu Qingyu to suddenly ask such a question.
But Ye Fan didn't want to hide it from her, so he took a deep breath, and Ye Fan nodded and said, "Hmm." ”
Mu Qingyu's heart trembled, and she asked softly, "Brother Fan, can you tell me who she is?"
"Uh... She... It's Su Yurou. Ye Fan hesitated, but still said.
Hearing this name, Mu Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, and the expression on her face suddenly became a little decadent, as if her body and mind had suffered a heavy blow.
Yes, how can I compare myself with Su Yurou? No matter what it is, Su Yurou can throw off a few streets of herself.
Compared with Su Yurou, a goddess who does not eat fireworks in the world, Mu Qingyu feels like an ugly duckling at the moment, whether it is temperament, figure, or family background, she doesn't even have the courage to argue with Su Yurou.
Perhaps, Ye Fan is such a good man, I am afraid that only a woman like Su Yurou can match it, thinking about it, a trace of disappointment flashed in Mu Qingyu's beautiful eyes, followed by a deep inferiority.
Brother Fan, then I wish you happiness Mu Qingyu said softly in her heart, and two lines of tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.
"Qingyu, what's wrong with you?" Ye Fan said softly, apparently sensing the abnormality of the girl in his arms.
Actually, how did Ye Fan not know Mu Qingyu's feelings for him? It's just that Ye Fan can only pretend to be stupid now, he can't be sorry for Su Yurou, but he doesn't want to hurt this poor girl who has been hurt by Mu Shan.
Ye Fan's heart is also very entangled now.
Hey, let's take one step at a time, Ye Fan shook his head vigorously.
"Qingyu, I'll send you home. Yefan said softly.
With that, Ye Fan stretched out his hand and stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and got into the car with Mu Qingyu.
Feeling the warm embrace of the man around her, Mu Qingyu really hoped that time would stay at this moment forever.
However, when she thought of Su Yurou's peerless beauty, Mu Qingyu felt that her chances were slim.
But after thinking about it, Mu Qingyu didn't know what was going on, and suddenly came to the courage, she felt that since Yefan was not married yet, she couldn't give up.
"Brother Fan... Yes... Can you let me hug it for a while?" Mu Qingyu asked softly.
Ye Fan's heart jumped, looked at the girl with pear blossoms and rain beside him, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”
Mu Qingyu nodded lightly with a little shyness, and then leaned into Ye Fan's arms, buried his head in Ye Fan's arms, and quietly felt the burning in Ye Fan's chest, at this moment, he belonged to himself, Mu Qingyu said to himself in his heart.
It is said that men are very possessive, in fact, women are the same, although Mu Qingyu looks weak on the surface, but often the more such a woman, the stronger the possessiveness in the depths of her heart.
She wanted to possess Yefan, both mentally and physically.
The situation of Yefan repeatedly saving her clearly appeared in the depths of Mu Qingyu's mind at this moment.
This is the first time Mu Qingyu has hugged a man like this, she only feels that Ye Fan's chest is warm and burning at the moment, as if as long as she snuggles in this warm embrace, she is not afraid of any danger.
Feeling the warmth in her arms, Ye Fan was a little uneasy, why is this girl so bold today? If she wants to eat me for a while, what should she do?
It's almost ten o'clock.
Ye Fan actually didn't plan to send Mu Qingyu home, her home was not safe now, and she could only let Mu Qingyu settle down somewhere else for a few days before finding a way.
Ye Fan, who paid attention, found a five-star hotel, opened a room with his ID card, and then sent Mu Qingyu to the room.
"Qingyu, don't go to work these two days, I'll help you ask for a leave, you can rest here, if there is anything, call me at any time." ”
After speaking, Yefan prepared to leave.
"Brother Fan, don't go!"
Mu Qingyu hurriedly stood up, hugged Ye Fan tightly from behind, and said softly: "Brother Fan, can you... Can you stay with me here, I... Afraid..."
"Good, good. Ye Fan felt pity in his heart and answered twice.
then helped Mu Qingyu to the bed, took off her shoes for her, and then covered her with the quilt.
Mu Qingyu grabbed Ye Fan's arm and snuggled into Ye Fan's arms again.
After a while, Mu Qingyu's mood gradually calmed down.
"Brother Fan, I'm sorry, I've always caused you trouble..."Mu Qingyu sobbed softly.
"It's okay, Qingyu, don't think nonsense, rest quickly, everything will be fine tomorrow. Yefan comforted softly.
"Brother Fan..."Mu Qingyu took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say, "Tonight.... Can you please not go, myself... Afraid. ”