Hearing that Han Hai's family was talking for him, a proud smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Sun Yuhao's mouth, and the gaze that looked at Ye Fan was full of disdain and ridicule.

You are a humble person, what do you compare with my Sun Yuhao?

However, in the face of the rebuke of Han Hai's family, Ye Fan did not have any waves in his heart, and he did not pay attention to it.

He never cared about being looked at by others, the only thing he cared about was Qiu Mucheng's own thoughts.

"When I finished eating, I went downstairs."

"I'll wait for you downstairs."

Ye Fan didn't say much, just looked at Qiu Mucheng, said a few words lightly, and then got up and opened the door and went downstairs.

"Damn, a useless wreck, with a lot of temper?"

"He is incompetent, what qualifications does he have to care about my sister Qiu."

"Sister Qiu, ignore him, let him wait below, it's better never to come up."

"People who have no interest rely on bullying women to find some sense of existence."

"Mu Cheng, this kind of incompetent person, you don't need to pay attention to it. He cannot be an obstacle in your pursuit of a happy life. ”

Before Ye Fan left, the contemptuous and disdainful voices of Han Hai's family came from behind him.

Sometimes, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel what was wrong with this society.

Why, everywhere you go, are people who are such snobbish realities.

In this mundane world, there are too few people who are affectionate and righteous.

It's late at night.

The moonlit night is lonely, and the wind at night is a little cool.

It was pitch black in the community, and everyone had finished eating or resting, or the family was sitting together watching TV and playing with their mobile phones.

The path was deserted, only the faint light, swaying in the middle of the night.

There were thousands of lights in front of him, and when he looked through the window, Ye Fan saw his wife and children talking and laughing, and he was happy.

At this time, Ye Fan was alone, standing alone in the dark night in a foreign place, his thin body seemed so lonely and lonely.

Ye Fan has been waiting downstairs for a long time.

But the man he was waiting for still didn't come.

Thorn~

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky, and thunder followed.

It was raining.

Ye Fan didn't bring an umbrella, so he simply walked to a small pavilion in front of him to take shelter from the rain.

However, not long after Ye Fan left, Sun Yuhao and the others came down.

There was a neighing of a BMW car in front of him, Ye Fan looked up, and immediately saw a slender and graceful woman, under the care of a man, sitting in the BMW.

"Be careful on the road~"

"Have fun, it's all a family, you don't have to share it with Yu Haosheng, don't you hear it."

.....

Rumble~

The orange light tore through the dark sky, and the BMW car carrying the beautiful woman was so far away.

There was a hearty laugh from the Han Hai family in front of him, but that laughter was like a sword, piercing Ye Fan's heart.

It hurts.

Ye Fan smiled, his eyes full of self-deprecation.

He suddenly felt that the three years he had been with Qiu Mucheng had become a joke.

He worked so hard to be nice to her. From the moment she married him, Ye Fan had sworn that he would be a qualified husband, at least better than his ruthless father. will never let Qiu Mucheng suffer so much like his mother.

But the result?

After three years of silent dedication, he finally lost to the man who had only known him for one night and drove a BMW.

"Forget it, so be it."

"I thought you would be the one who shared the prosperity with me, but now it seems that I think too much~"

Ye Fan smiled faintly, with self-deprecation and loneliness, turned around, and walked into the wind and rain alone, letting the cold rain wet his clothes.

But suddenly, Ye Fan felt that the rain around him had stopped. But the sound of rain can still be heard in the distance.

Ye Fan raised his head slightly, and saw an umbrella propped up on his head.

"Let's go, let's go and choose a gift for my grandma."

On a rainy night, Qiu Mucheng held an umbrella for Ye Fan, and her graceful and delicate body stood there, like a lotus out of the water, slim and elegant. She smiled, her eyebrows glazed.