Hearing that voice, Song Wanqing's beautiful eyes lit up, and she immediately looked at the source of the voice.

I saw that seven or eight meters away, there was a tall figure standing, slightly immature in appearance, looking less than twenty, but invisibly revealing a powerful aura.

"Xiao Fan!"

After seeing his appearance clearly, Song Wanqing couldn't help but exclaim, but there was an unreal feeling in her heart, as if she was in a dream.

She never expected to meet her long-awaited sweetheart in this situation.

On the other side, Ye Fan was also taken aback, and he didn't know how Song Wanqing could appear here.

At this time, the boy who grabbed Song Wanqing's collar glared at Ye Fan viciously and threatened: "Stinky boy, don't meddle in your business, get out of here quickly!

As he spoke, he dragged Song Wan into the Qing Dynasty.

Seeing this scene, although Ye Fan didn't know what was going on, he also saw that Song Wanqing was in danger.

The next moment, Ye Fan's gaze was like a divine sword that cut through thorns and thorns, stabbing straight at the son, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, let go of Wanqing immediately!"

Ye Fan's voice contained an irresistible will, domineering.

"Stinky boy, what are you to dare to do this-"

Halfway through the conversation, the boy's voice stopped abruptly, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word again.

The next moment, his face was pale and bloodless, his hairs stood up, his vest was completely soaked with cold sweat, his body trembled involuntarily, and the hand that grabbed Song Wanqing's back collar was also loosened.

For some reason, Ye Fan, who was inconspicuous in front of him, brought him an unprecedented pressure, invisibly as if a big hand was grabbing his heart, and he was about to suffocate.

He even had the illusion that Ye Fan in front of him could take his life with just one thought.

"Mole ants!"

Ye Fan said lightly, and then reined in his momentum.

Immediately, the boy felt that his chest was relaxed, but his face still showed a look of horror, as if he had just walked before the ghost door was closed.

Song Wanqing, who came out of trouble, immediately rushed to Ye Fan's side, surprised and delighted, stretched out her slender jade hand to grab the corner of his clothes, and asked excitedly: "Xiao Fan, is it really you?"

"Of course!Wanqing, what's the trouble you're in?" Ye Fan asked.

When Song Wanqing heard this, she was about to speak, but there was a rush of footsteps from behind.

Xi Manqing, Cao Minghui and other sons and daughters finally arrived.

"It's not good! Xiao Fan, run!" Song Wanqing took Ye Fan's hand and wanted to rush to the gate.

At this time, more than 20 security guards poured in from outside the club and blocked the gate, which was obviously instructed by Xi Manqing on the phone.

"Hmph, if you want to run, how can it be so easy?"

Xi Manqing sneered, took the lead in the front, glared at Song Wanqing viciously, gritted his teeth and said: "Little slut, you dare to splash me with red wine, you don't know whether you live or die, today I will let you take off a few layers of skin!"

Hearing this threat, Song Wanqing's face turned pale and her delicate body trembled.

Seeing this, Ye Fan patted her on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Wanqing, don't worry! With me here, no one can move a finger of you!"

Although Ye Fan's voice was not loud, it had a convincing power, which made Song Wanqing feel a strong sense of security, as if as long as she was by Ye Fan's side, she would not be afraid even if the sky fell.

"Boy, do you want a hero to save the United States, and you don't weigh your strength? There are so many of us, one person can drown you with a mouthful of spit!" Xi Manqing said coldly.

"Miss Xi, this guy is very evil, there are strange things on his body, maybe he is a practitioner!" said Brother Gongzi, who was scared away by Ye Fan before.

"Oh?"

When Xi Manqing heard this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Fanlai carefully.

After a few moments, she realized that something was wrong.

Although Ye Fan is dressed ordinary, he invisibly reveals the aura of a superior person, and he will definitely not be an ordinary person!

For a while, Xi Manqing was a little unsure of Ye Fan's identity, for fear of kicking the iron plate, and said: "I am Xi Manqing, the eldest lady of the Xi family, I advise you not to be an enemy of our Xi family!"

She thought that she had reported her home, thinking that this would make Ye Fan fearful and jealous.

Who knew that the next moment, Ye Fan shook his head and said coldly: "What bullshit Xi family, I haven't heard of it!"

When Xi Manqing heard this, like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, he immediately blew up his hair and said: "My grandfather is the leader of the Huaxia Ministry of Finance! You haven't even heard of the Xi family, it's too lonely!"

"Cut! This bit of identity is embarrassed to show off, it's really half a bottle of water dangling!" Ye Fan said disdainfully.

"What a big breath, boy, who are you, and what family are you from?" said Xi Manqing angrily.

"You don't deserve to know my identity!"

Ye Fan's tone was flat and unwavering, as if he was expounding something natural, and he didn't take the Xi family in his eyes at all.

The more this is the case, the more infuriating it becomes.

"And what about me, my dad is the president of Huaxia Bank!"

At this time, Cao Minghui stood up.

He knew that at this time, he had to stand on the side of Xi Manqing, otherwise, the marriage between Xi Cao's two families might be yellow.

What's more, when he saw that Song Wanqing was so affectionate to Ye Fan, he was jealous and angry, and he inevitably wanted to take this opportunity to kill Ye Fan's prestige.

"Still unworthy!"

Ye Fan looked at Cao Minghui and said coldly.

Hearing this, the eyes of many sons and brothers in the field who looked at Ye Fan showed a bit of strangeness.

In their view, the Xi and Cao families can be described as a strong combination, and the combination of the top leader of the Ministry of Finance and the president of Huaxia Bank controls almost the entire financial circle.

In the younger generation of Yanjing, it is not impossible for the top young people to surpass these two families, but there are very few, only a handful, but there is no such person as Ye Fan at all!

At this time, another person took a step forward and glared at Ye Fan fiercely: "My father is a director of HSBC, what about me?"

"Not worthy!" Ye Fan said coldly.

"My dad is the director of the National Development and Reform Commission, what about me?"

"Unworthy!"

"My dad is the president of Wangwang Group, what about me?"

"Still unworthy!"

In the end, Ye Fan glanced at the audience and said in a deep voice: "All of you together, you don't deserve to know my identity!"

......

As soon as these words came out, it was like a nine-day thunderbolt that exploded in the field.

Xi Manqing, Cao Minghui, and many sons and daughters had incredible expressions on their faces, as if they were hallucinating, and they couldn't believe their ears at all.

Mad!

It's crazy!

They never expected that Ye Fan would dare to speak wildly and make a lot of nonsense.

I don't know how long it took, Xi Manqing was the first to come back to his senses and scolded: "Stinky boy, I thought you had some identity background before, but now it seems that you are a madman with paranoia!"

"That's right! that's too much of an exaggeration!" the others chimed in.

"This Tmd thinks of himself as the grandson of the number one leader, right?"

In the face of everyone's cynicism, Ye Fan's face did not change, his expression remained as usual, and then he said a shocking sentence:

"Well frogs can't speak the sea, summer insects can't speak ice! How can ants like you know how powerful I am? Don't say it's you, even if it's your old man, you don't deserve to know my identity!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Look for death!"

When the group of sons heard this, they were angry one by one, clenching their fists, as if they were going to rush over and beat Ye Fan in the next moment.

At this moment, there was a loud laugh from inside the club: "Ahahaha...... It's been a long time since I've seen such crazy guys!Boy, you look down on them, what about Ben Shao?"

Hearing this voice, everyone in the audience turned their heads, and a man of twenty-five or sixteen walked out.

Looking at him from afar, I saw that he was magnificent, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, bright eyes, a straight nose, angular facial features, a spring breeze on his face, and a Patek Philippe antique watch on his left wrist, which was priceless and revealed extraordinary taste.

In his gestures, he wears an incomparable extravagance, which is better than Xi Manqing.

Compared with him, the other sons are invisibly shorter.

After seeing his appearance clearly, Cao Minghui, who had just been invincible, immediately nodded and greeted in an unusually respectful voice:

"Long Shao, you're here!"