The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1022 Come, take away

Chapter 24 Come, take away

After the turmoil in the bullring fell, Ye Fan asked Tang Qi to close the bullring, and asked Tang Ruoxue to spend 12 billion dollars to plug the hole.

And he took advantage of this gap to find Cai Lingzhi, wanting her to investigate Qin Jiutian's details.

Although breaking the opponent's arms and legs gave Qin Jiutian enough deterrence, but Ye Fan could judge from his stubborn posture that this guy would not let it go.

But Cai Lingzhi was not at home, so Ye Fan could only turn to Song Hongyan to see if she recognized Qin Jiutian.

When Ye Fan came to Hongyan Group, it was the rush hour when he got off work. He walked through the crowd to the floor where Song Hongyan was.

He greeted the secretary, and then came to Song Hongyan's office.

Ye Fan didn't knock on the door, and wanted to go in directly to surprise Song Hongyan, but just as he opened the door, he heard Song Hongyan who was facing the door shout angrily:

"Not seen, just not seen."

"No matter who he is or what his status is, I will never meet him."

"He hasn't been by my side these years, nor has he sheltered me for a day. I have long regarded him as a dead person."

"I don't want my current life to be disturbed, and I don't want to be in his light."

"Tell him that if he has any conscience, he should never come to me."

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she was very angry: "I don't have such a father."

Father?

Ye Fan stopped slightly when he heard the words.

He suddenly remembered Song Hongyan's situation. She had never seen her father since she was born, and she had been living with her mother in the Song family.

If Song Wansan hadn't been kind to their mother and daughter, they would have been driven out by the Song family's nephew long ago.

This made Song Hongyan embark on the road of hard work with her dowry early, and it also made her hate her father who never appeared, and even complained about her mother.

Song Hongyan really couldn't figure it out, why couldn't her mother tell who her father was in the past 20 years?
"Okay, let's not talk, that's it."

"For more than 20 years, you have been clinging to your father's identity. I asked you eight hundred times if not a thousand times when I was young."

"You asked me, a child without father support, to be considerate of him, so don't tell me who he is now and in the future."

Seeing Ye Fan's shadow, Song Hongyan restrained her emotions and said to the other end of the phone: "I don't want to know, and I won't see him either."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, grabbed the phone and looked out the window, with a gloomy look on her pretty face.

"Auntie calling?"

Ye Fan walked over, pressed the woman from behind and said, "She wants you to meet your father?"

"That's right!"

Feeling Ye Fan's breath, Song Hongyan's mood eased a lot, she shook Ye Fan's hand and sighed:
"In the past 20 years, she never revealed my father's identity even if she killed her. Whether it was grandpa, uncle, or me begging, she kept it secret for him."

"You said, if she keeps it a secret, she will keep it a secret. There is a kind of secret for a lifetime. Like this, maybe I will think highly of her."

"But call me today and say that my father has been staring at me secretly, and that he wants to recognize me. I hope I can give him a chance."

"When I needed his care and care before, he didn't show up, but now I'm fine, but he popped up."

"Why should I recognize him? Why should I let him enjoy family happiness?"

"I won't meet him, nor will I recognize him. If my mother dares to force me, I won't even recognize her."

Song Hongyan was as clear as ever: "My mother is also out of her mind. How can she care so much about a man who hasn't been with her for more than 20 years?"

"Maybe she doesn't want to recognize that man either, but she just thinks that you father and daughter have the right to recognize each other."

Ye Fan comforted Song Hongyan softly: "Don't blame your aunt, she has had a harder life than you in the past 20 years."

"Not only do you have to bear other people's eyes, but you also have to stick to your father's identity, and you have to bear the blame from your daughter."

"Maybe she's wrong, but I believe she has a reason."

He chuckled lightly: "Don't think too much, you are already an adult, and you are still Mr. Song, if you don't want to recognize each other, no one can force you."

"My little man is really nice. His mouth is much sweeter than before, and he can comfort others."

After being persuaded by Ye Fan, Song Hongyan felt much more at ease, and then she smiled and turned around Ye Fan's neck:
"It's really not in vain for my sister to train you for so long."

"You're right, I've grown up and can make up my own mind without being influenced by my parents."

"Okay, I'll pretend that I didn't answer my mother's call, and continue to pretend that my father died."

"Thinking about it this way, I feel much better..."

"Little man, it's rare to come to the company to find my sister. Do you want to treat me to dinner and a movie?"

Song Hongyan teased Ye Fan again: "As long as you nod, my sister is willing to be eaten by you at any time, and you don't have to be responsible..."

Ye Fan grabbed Song Hongyan's hand and said with a helpless smile, "You, what's on your mind all day long."

Song Hongyan pursed her mouth: "Food and sex..."

"I have something to do with you, but it's so late now, let's go to dinner."

Ye Fan reached out and brushed the woman's hair: "Go to the restaurant and chat while eating."

"candlelight dinner!"

Song Hongyan excitedly held Ye Fan's arm and walked towards the door: "Let's go eat puffer fish, and if we accidentally make a pair of desperate mandarin ducks..."

Ten minutes later, Song Hongyan and Ye Fan, who had finished their confession, landed on the first floor.

A dozen bodyguards of the Song family who had received the order dispersed immediately, fetched a car and prepared to escort the two of them to dinner.

"Ugh-"

Just when Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were about to get into the car, they heard the roar of the car, approaching from far away, and the speed was very fast.

When Song's bodyguard subconsciously pulled out his gun, three white Hummers slammed across the door of the office building.

The car door opened, and nine men and women in gray clothes got out.

The leader was a round-faced man with a straight body, a windy walk, a missing finger on his left hand, and calluses on his right hand. He looked like a blood-torn master.

He led people straight to Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.

"stop!"

Song Hongyan shouted: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

More than a dozen bodyguards of the Song family immediately raised their guns, threatening the round-faced man with a murderous look.

Ye Fan also narrowed his eyes, thinking about the origin of this group of people.

"Yetang, Northern Branch, Han Sizhi."

The round-faced man didn't have any troubles on his face, he raised his left hand, and a document fell into Song Hongyan's hand.

Then, he stared at Ye Fan and said word by word:
"Ye Fan, you are involved in the killing of Qin Jiutian, a disciple of Ye Tang. I have been ordered to take you back to investigate."

"I also ask Ye Guoshi to cooperate."

His tone was indifferent, yet unquestionable, as if no one could change what had been decided.

Song Hongyan opened the ID and looked, her pretty face changed slightly, she was really from Ye Tang.

She did not give up and tested it again, and the result was still true.

"Qin Jiutian is dead?"

Ye Fan was first surprised that Qin Jiutian was related to Ye Tang, and then even more shocked that he died after a few hours of separation.

"I did have a conflict with Qin Jiutian, and I shot him three times, but he was fine when he left."

He was very straightforward: "His death has nothing to do with me, you are mistaken."

He smelled a conspiracy, took out his phone and sent a message.

"We also hope that's not possible."

Han Sizhi's tone was cold, but his expression was sad. It was obvious that Qin Jiutian was really dead.

"But, Qin Jiutian is indeed dead, and it's related to you, Tang Ruoxue and others."

His expression was very firm: "We have enough evidence, now, Ye Guoshi, please come with us first."

"Impossible, Ye Fan said that he didn't kill him, so it is impossible for him to kill him."

Song Hongyan's face turned cold: "This is framed, Ye Fan is innocent."

Han Sizhi still stared at Ye Fan coldly: "If Ye Fan is innocent, we will pay him back."

Song Hongyan yelled again: "Ye Fan is a national scholar, have you asked Hengdian about him?"

"Sorry, the order we received was to bring Ye Fan back at any cost."

Han Sizhi's voice sank: "Come here, take it away!"

The eight companions stepped forward with indifferent faces.

"Take another step forward, don't blame me for shooting."

Song Hongyan stood in front of Ye Fan and shouted: "To catch Ye Fan, Mrs. Zhao must nod."

She hasn't figured out the matter yet, but she absolutely believes in Ye Fan. Ye Fan said he didn't kill anyone, so naturally he didn't kill anyone.

Now he must be framed by someone. Once Ye Tang is captured, Ye Fan will be in a very dangerous situation. After all, he has a grudge against Ye Jincheng.

In her tilted head, more than a dozen bodyguards of the Song family pointed at Han Sizhi.

At the same time, the security personnel of the Song family rushed out of the building and surrounded eight people.

"President Song..."

Han Sifinger tore off his clothes with a click, revealing dozens of scars on his upper body, and looked at Song Hongyan defiantly:
"Yetang's people are born to be loyal to the country. What they fear the most are knives and guns, and what they least care about are bullets and bloodshed."

"If Mr. Song wants to shoot, just greet me!"

"Come on, take it away!"

(End of this chapter)