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

Ye Fan grabbed one in one hand, grabbed it and threw it on the cement floor outside, and none of the gangsters could bring the slightest trouble to Ye Fan.

Feng Yueying looked at the man like throwing a sandbag, throwing these gangsters alive, and she was completely stunned.

For a while, the screams of this group of gangsters came and went, and they broke their arms and legs one by one, and they didn't even understand how they were thrown out.

After Ye Fan finished solving this group of gangsters, he clapped his hands and said: "Tell Fan Qiao, I have arrived, and it is easy to say that I want to collect debts, but it is his fault to arrest people, tomorrow is the deadline for releasing people, if something happens to Feng Yuanxiong, Fan Qiao himself will not want to live."

The yellow-haired thug covered his severed arm, and while saying cruel words, he stepped out, "You...... You kid wait! Master Fan will let you see Hades tomorrow!"

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

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

"It's messy, just tidy it up, it's not a big deal", Ye Fan walked to the corner, picked up a broom and a dustpan, and said with a smile: "I'll help you clean it up, men and women match, don't get tired of work."

Feng Yueying looked at the man's relaxed smile, and her gloomy mood was also released, as if she had a landing and a reliance, so she smiled and nodded.

The two cleaned up together, and they were busy until almost two o'clock in the morning, and finally sorted out the messed up home.

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 and sleep," Feng Yueying said.

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

Feng Yueying looked at Ye Fan's serious face, and she couldn't tell what the man's intentions were, whether he really wanted to protect her, or something else.

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

"No...... No, I know, let's go together", Feng Yueying actually didn't want to think about it much, she was just a little nervous in her heart.

Because of the cold weather, the two of them don't need to take a bath, and after a simple wash, they go to bed.

Although they were each covered with a quilt, after all, it was the first time for the two to share the same bed.

The lights went out, and the room was filled with blackness.

Feng Yueying hasn't had a good rest these days, and she was very tired all of a sudden, but because she had a lot on her mind, she couldn't sleep.

Ye Fan actually didn't need to sleep at all, he preferred to take advantage of the dead of night to have a good chat with women.

"Yingying, I haven't had a chance to ask you, where 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 the speculation in his heart, in fact, if this matter was not said by Su Qingxue, it would probably be Bi Shuqin's actions.

It's just that Bi Shuqin is thinking about her granddaughter, which is irrefutable.

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

But Feng Yueying hurriedly avoided a little and said, "You don't want to be like this, you are Mr. Su's husband, we can't be like this......"

Ye Fan sighed, "If you have listened to grandma, then you should know that I married Qingxue, partly because of the company's shares."

Of course, I don't deny that I also like light snow, but I also like you, don't you really have feelings for me?"

"Since you are married to Mr. Su, you can't like me anymore......"

"Why? How can I control people's hearts," Ye Fan said.

"That's ...... That's not right", Feng Yueying didn't know how to explain it.

Ye Fan chuckled: "Unless you don't like me, otherwise I won't give up on you, I told you earlier, have you forgotten?"

Feng Yueying was silent, curled up in the quilt, biting her red lip, and didn't dare to say anything.

Ye Fan thought for a while, thought of an idea, and said, "Yingying, I remember the last time I watched a thriller movie with you, you weren't afraid at all, why don't I tell you a ghost story tonight?"

Feng Yueying's delicate body trembled, why do men still tell ghost stories on this big night? This is not the same thing as watching a movie......

Ye Fan saw that the woman didn't react, so he began to speak: "There used to be a husband and wife who often quarreled, and finally one day, due to the fierce quarrel, the husband picked up the fruit knife in a fit of anger and killed his wife by mistake.

The husband smuggled his wife's body to the mountains to bury it, and he was afraid that the children would ask about their mother when they returned home.

But the first day passed, and the second passed...... Until the sixth day, the child did not ask about the mother, and 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?'

Unexpectedly, the child looked at his father with a confused face and said, 'No, it's just weird, Dad, why do you keep carrying your mother on your back'......'"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yueying's entire delicate body turned sharply and threw herself into Ye Fan's arms.

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

"You're going to die...... Tell this kind of story...... How can I sleep......" Feng Yueying was about to cry in fright, her heart fluttering.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to pick up the woman's chin, and without saying anything, he lowered his head and kissed it.

In the darkness, Feng Yueying's beautiful eyes widened, and the fear in her heart was instantly dissolved, followed by a warmth like the melting of winter snow.

After a long time, the lips of the two separated, and Ye Fan stroked the woman's hair, "Sleep, tomorrow, the matter will be over."

Feng Yueying's head was dizzy, her heart was like rippling on the surface of a warm lake, quiet and comfortable, which made her gradually fall asleep......

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

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

"Yingying, what are you doing?" Ye Fan walked to the barn 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, I'll help you wash it."

Ye Fan was stunned and looked at the woman blankly, which made Feng Yueying a little embarrassed, and asked rhetorically, "Why do you look at me like this?"

"Except for my mother, you are the first woman to wash my shoes", Ye Fan said, even in the days of the welfare home, he washed the shoes himself.

Feng Yueying's expression froze, and then her face flushed a little, and she turned around and continued to wipe.

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

Ye Fan also felt strange, it stands to reason that as soon as last night's incident was in trouble, Fan Qiao should be aggressive to find someone to deal with him.

After a long time, and he was afraid that Feng Yuanxiong would have an accident, Ye Fan planned to take the initiative to find Fan Qiao.

So, Ye Fan dialed the number that Fan Qiao called before.

(三七 Chinese.)