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

Chapter 1178 It's About You
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For Ye Fan, there is nothing more satisfying than slapping Chen Qingyan.

This woman is so insidious, calculating every step of the way, how could he hold his breath and leave?

And he needs to give Ye Zhendong a clear attitude.

A slap in the face means that he and Chen Qingyan are incompatible, which is a hundred times better than using surveillance to explain.

And explaining with the video is tantamount to stabbing Ye Zhendong in the heart again.

"taxi!"

"Jin Zhilin!"

After leaving Chen Qingyan behind, Ye Fan got into a red taxi in the waiting area.

The taxi driver is a middle-aged auntie, wearing a mask, taciturn, but with a smile in her eyes, she looks very polite.

And the car is very tidy, and there is a small potted plant.

The flowers are white and fragrant, like lilies.

Ye Fan was sensitive to the aroma, so he sniffed it instinctively, but found nothing unusual.

He smiled at the driver's aunt, and after reporting the destination, he took out his mobile phone and called Ye Zhendong.

"The Baozhu Bridge, which is 30 years old, has been hit by typhoons many times in recent years. The bridge body has suffered structural damage, and there was serious shaking last month..."

"After discussing with Baocheng bridge experts, it was decided to stop the use of the Baozhu Bridge, and at the same time conduct directional blasting on it today..."

When Ye Fan fastened the rear seat belt, he also listened to the radio in the car, and then took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to make a call, the driver's aunt immediately turned down the radio and plugged in a pair of earphones for herself.

She drove the taxi carefully, fast and steady, which Ye Fan praised very much.

"Uncle Dong, I want to apologize to you."

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze and called Ye Zhendong. The phone was connected quickly. Before Ye Zhendong could speak, Ye Fan said softly:
"I slapped your first love."

He was very sorry: "Now she probably wants to hack me to death."

"Don't hide it in front of uncle."

Ye Zhendong's thick voice came from the other end of the phone, and he clearly understood what Ye Fan meant:
"I know what you're thinking. Do you want to tell me that you and Chen Qingyan are at odds and cannot be reconciled?"

"Don't worry, I know that woman well, and I know that the ambiguity in the car was deliberately done by her."

He added: "Besides, our uncle and nephew's relationship will not be so fragile."

"Of course I know Uncle's feelings for me, but I didn't like that woman, so I couldn't help but slap her."

"Although I know that my uncle and her have lost their relationship, after all, you used to be a woman, and she always wants to tell you if I touch her."

Ye Fan burst into a smile: "And she asked you to complain, you can deal with it calmly."

Regardless of whether Ye Zhendong has any grudges in his heart, Ye Fan will use a slap to show the distance between himself and Chen Qingyan.

"I have measure!"

Ye Zhendong's tone was full of indulgence: "You didn't get rid of her when you slapped her, did you?"

"You are famous in the Jinyuan Club for impressing her, so giving her a slap in the face won't have any effect."

"But if it's somewhere else, if you don't know what to do, you may be in trouble."

"After all, she is Mrs. Dongwang."

"And she used to be a war correspondent, very good at using public opinion to stir up waves, tears and pity are her biggest weapons."

He knew Chen Qingyan very well, and knew that she was a woman who murdered with a soft knife. If Ye Fan hit her and was used as an excuse, the Dongwang lineage would definitely be full of anger.

Sure enough, they were two people who fell in love and killed each other.

Ye Fan was very surprised by Ye Zhendong's understanding of Chen Qingyan:

"Uncle, don't worry, I dare to do it, I must be sure."

Then he changed the subject: "Uncle, where are you staying these few days? I'll go over and chat with you."

"I have a small courtyard of my own in Baocheng called Dongli Xiaozhu. I bought it more than 20 years ago and only lived there for a few days. This time I came back to live there, which is a good compensation."

"You don't need to come and see me, I have a lot of things these days, and I am chasing a clue that Mrs. Ye was attacked."

"I was supposed to arrive in Baocheng two days ago, but it was delayed because of this matter."

A clue that Mrs. Ye was attacked?
Ye Fan's heart moved, and he wanted to ask more questions, but he couldn't help but glanced at the driver's aunt, and found that the latter was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally through the rearview mirror.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and didn't ask sensitive questions, but he didn't care about the behavior of the driver's aunt, thinking that he had disturbed her by speaking loudly.

Then, he changed the subject: "Uncle Dong, you haven't told me yet, what are you doing in Baocheng?"

"One is to wait for Yemen master to come back to discuss the amnesty, and the other is to prepare to participate in the sect master's fiftieth birthday."

Ye Zhendong smiled: "Although I don't deal with the Ye family very well, but the head of the sect, I, the person in charge of the [-]th Department, should do my best no matter what."

"Okay, you do your work first, and I'll call you over for hot pot when I'm free."

He reminded: "Also, it seems that something serious happened to the Tang Sect. It is rumored that it has something to do with you. You must be careful when you go in and out recently."

"An accident in the Tang Sect? Is it related to me?"

Ye Fan was first curious about what the amnesty meant, and then he dragged himself into the Tang Sect in a daze:
"I don't seem to have dealt with Tangmen recently, especially after Tang Ruoxue discarded thirteen sticks, I never met Tangmen again."

As for Tang Sanguo, Ye Fan hadn't seen him for a while.

"There must be an accident in the Tang Sect, but it was very secretive. Dozens of generals rushed into Longdu."

Ye Zhendong's words were full of concern: "I am also inquiring, and I will tell you when I have news, but you must be more careful."

"Thank you, Uncle Dong."

Ye Fan smiled: "But the matter should have nothing to do with me, I really have nothing to do with Tangmen."

"No, Emgrand Bank, Emgrand Bank..."

Ye Fan suddenly remembered something: "It should be said that I may have had an indirect conflict with Tangmen, but I have already compromised and handed over the template..."

template?

Ye Fanteng sat up straight.

The template is the action of the mastermind behind the scenes against the master of Emgrand Bank. Could it be that the template really hit the boss of the Tang Sect?
not good!

A thought crossed Ye Fan's mind.

I still missed one point, the template had been in Dugu Shang's hands for a day, and it was easy for Tang Men to mistake him for the murderous intent inside.

At this time, his body swayed a few times, as if he was in a boat.

Ye Fan turned his attention back.

Soon, Ye Fan's eyes froze with shock.

"Auntie, what is this place?"

"Why haven't I seen this bridge before?"

"Is this the way to Jinzhilin?"

Ye Fan found that the taxi got on a long and narrow bridge at some point, and it was old and shaky, and it looked decades old.

There was no one on the bridge, and there were no vehicles. In the distance, there were more than a dozen engineering personnel, waving and shouting.

With the waving gesture, you can feel their anger and anxiety without getting close.

"What is this place?"

Ye Fan grabbed the middle-aged aunt's neck and shouted: "Stop!"

"It's the car to heaven."

The middle-aged aunt suddenly sneered: "Don't stop until you reach heaven."

In the next second, she stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed towards the center of the bridge like a sharp arrow.

Ahead, the words Baozhu Bridge are shining brightly.

Uncle, the forbidden area of ​​death?
"boom--"

Ye Fan's face couldn't stop changing, he grabbed her neck and hit the car window, then turned the steering wheel abruptly.

With a loud noise, the car smashed through the railing and plunged straight into the sea.

At the same moment, the bridge exploded with a bang, and the center blossomed.

Then a series of flames spurted out, and the sound of explosions rang out intermittently.

In the thick smoke, countless gravels flew.

The taxi was overturned several times by the air waves, and then fell into the sea with a bang...

(End of this chapter)