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

Chapter 1188 I Don't Want Children
The first thousand and 190 chapters I don't want children
"Ye Fan, I want to eat twice-cooked pork, but I don't want it spicy."

"Last time, the crayfish was too spicy for me. I want to eat something light."

When Ye Fan took a shower, changed his clothes and was busy in the kitchen, Tang Ruoxue leaned on the door frame and muttered to Ye Fan what he wanted to eat.

Ye Fan responded angrily: "Your uncle, don't you want to be spicy when you eat twice-cooked pork, do you want to be so hypocritical?"

Tang Ruoxue folded her hands on her chest: "You don't have to do it, anyway, there are only two hungry."

"Okay, okay, I'll make twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts for you."

Ye Fan suddenly discovered that the cooking skills honed by Lin Qiuling during his one-year stay in the Tang family were very beneficial, at least he knew how to respond.

According to Tang Ruoxue's request, he made a non-spicy twice-cooked pork, then made three dishes and one soup, and finally reheated the leftovers at noon.

In Wei Gong, whether it was Zhao Mingyue, Ye Tianci or Tang Ruoxue, they hardly ate rice, and Ye Fan basically took care of it.

So he used to finish the leftovers.

Soon, four dishes and one soup were served, and Ye Fan also served two bowls of rice.

"Will twice-cooked pork be delicious if it's not spicy?"

Sitting at the dining table, Tang Ruoxue "made things difficult" for Ye Fan as usual: "It's not delicious, I want to order barbecue, you are not allowed to stop me."

"If you have a strong taste and want to eat barbecue, just tell me. Why do you make trouble for me with a non-spicy twice-cooked pork?"

Ye Fan saw through the woman's mind at a glance: "If you don't eat, I will."

Tang Ruoxue lowered her head and ate a mouthful of twice-cooked pork, she was stunned when she bit it, she thought it was terrible, but who knew it was delicious.

She was a little surprised, a little surprised. She didn't expect this bastard's cooking skills to get better and better. This was almost the best twice-cooked pork she had ever eaten when she grew up.

Holding her chopsticks, she ate with big mouthfuls. She usually only ate half a bowl of porridge, but quickly finished a bowl of rice.

And it's still unfinished.

Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan's rice while holding the twice-cooked pork.

"Not enough to eat?"

Ye Fan looked at the woman who was eating her bowl upside down:

"Twice-cooked pork and rice are a perfect match, but unfortunately there are only two bowls of rice tonight, how about I give you this bowl?"

He thought about making more twice-cooked pork in the future, so that Tang Ruoxue would eat more rice and make himself and the fetus healthier.

"What a nice man!"

Ye Fan originally thought that with Tang Ruoxue's temperament, he would definitely disdain it. After all, he ate three mouthfuls of rice, but Tang Ruoxue took the rice away from him without hesitation.

Then, she picked up the twice-cooked pork and ate it in big mouthfuls.

Ye Fan was stunned on the spot, his chopsticks stopped in the air, and he shouted for a long time: "Hey, what I've eaten, what I've eaten..."

Tang Ruoxue put a mouthful of rice into her mouth: "Who told you to be so lazy and not cook rice?"

Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry...

"Ding--"

At this moment, Ye Fan's new phone vibrated slightly, and a call came in.

He glanced at it, Song Hongyan!
The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, put down his chopsticks, picked up his mobile phone to answer the call, and walked outside:

"Sister Yan, good evening..."

The voice is as gentle as the spring breeze, as gentle, and as full of affection...

Seeing this, Tang Ruoxue froze, and the twice-cooked meat in her mouth was instantly tasteless...

"Ye Fan, I heard that Bird Clothes Lane attacked you?"

At the door, Song Hongyan's caring and anxious voice came from Ye Fan's ear: "Are you injured?"

Regarding the attack, Ye Fan sent a brief description of what happened to Ye Zhendong and the others in order to avoid the worries of those around him.

Song Hongyan also knew.

"Sister Yan, don't worry, I'm fine, very fine."

Ye Fan didn't hide anything: "That's right, Bird Yixiang attacked me, or Chenlong himself came to attack me."

"Looking at his appearance, he is probably taking revenge for the Tang Sect."

"Someone tampered with the U.S. banknote template, and transferred it to Emgrand Bank through my hands, and Emgrand Bank is involved with Tangmen."

"This template ended up in Tang Pingfan's hands."

"I don't know exactly what happened, but I know that Tang Pingfan must have been severely injured, making Tangmen lose their minds and take revenge on those who plotted."

He has absolute trust in Song Hongyan: "I took the blame for someone else."

"Tang Pingfan asked Wuyi Lane to take revenge on you?"

Song Hongyan was startled when she heard the words, and then her tone was uncontrollably sharp:
"Tang Pingfan wants to kill you? How dare he kill you?"

Her voice was full of anger: "Touch my man, is he out of his mind?"

Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment, and smiled wryly:
"He probably believed that I was doing something wrong with the template, and now that I've stumbled, he's going to kill me in a fit of rage."

"If my estimate is correct, there is a high probability that he is poisoned, because I really can't imagine that the template can contain other killing moves."

"Uncle Dong also called me today, saying that there seems to be something wrong inside the Tang Sect, but he can't find out for the time being."

"Judging from Chenlong's situation, if Tangmen hadn't lost his mind and asked him to do something, he probably wouldn't be my enemy so soon."

"In my original calculation, it will take at least half a year for Chenlong to tear up his face with me."

He added: "But it doesn't matter, wait for me to wait a few days, and then I will settle the score with Chenlong and Tangmen."

When he just finished taking a bath, he drew the image of Chenlong and handed it to Wei Hong to be wanted by them, just like Xiong Tianjun was wanted last time.

Song Hongyan said decisively: "Ye Fan, let me investigate this matter, and I will definitely give you an explanation."

Ye Fan was stunned: "This is a moth from Wuyi Lane and Tangmen, what will you explain to me?"

Song Hongyan didn't make a sound, she seemed to be hesitating for something.

Ye Fan smiled: "Sister Yan, don't worry, I can take care of myself, and you can also take care of Qianqian and yourself."

"Ye Fan, if Tang Pingfan did this, I will give you an explanation."

Song Hongyan repeated again decisively, and then hung up the phone with a snap.

Ye Fan was slightly stunned, wondering why Song Hongyan was so angry with Tang Pingfan?

After thinking for a while, Ye Fan didn't find the answer, so he turned and went back to the dining room to eat.

When he returned to the dining table, he found that Tang Ruoxue had finished eating, but there was still half a bowl of rice left for himself.

Ye Fan picked up the chopsticks and cleaned up the food on the table, and felt Tang Ruoxue's pulse after washing the dishes.

He confirmed that the fetus was safe and well, so he asked her to take a bath and go to bed early.

Tang Ruoxue obeyed Ye Fan's orders obediently.

It's just that the woman didn't sleep very soundly, turned over from time to time, gasped from time to time, and seemed very anxious.

Seeing her like this, Ye Fan simply got into the bed, supported his head, and patted her on the back from time to time like coaxing a child.

Then, he gently massaged Tang Ruoxue's head with his fingers.

This kind of soothing seemed to be very effective. Tang Ruoxue struggled for a while, then hugged his waist and fell asleep.

The irritability on the woman's face gradually calmed down.

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath, and gently stroked the woman's hair, with indescribable pity in his eyes.

"Ye Fan, can I not have children..."

Suddenly, Tang Ruoxue murmured in her sleep:
"I don't want this baby!"

Ye Fan's body froze, he couldn't hide his shock, looked down, and saw the faint traces of tears in the corner of the woman's eyes...

(End of this chapter)