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

Chapter 1235 Father and Son Recognize
The first thousand 230 eight chapters father and son recognize each other
"Aren't you going to enter Ye's family in this life?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the audience was shocked, but even Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue also changed their expressions.

In the eyes of many people, this is not only a hard-fought coercion, but also a real counterattack.

Jiuqian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, as if he liked his character very much.

Chu Shuai showed a hint of helplessness, but he also knew Ye Fan's character, so he smiled and said nothing.

On the contrary, Qi Qingmei and Song Hongyan's eyes were shining with light.

"Ye Fan, what are you?"

"Let's not talk about whether you belong to the Ye family or not, even the Ye family, without the old lady's approval, you can't enter the Ye family."

Luo Feihua stood up and provoked the flames: "You still don't enter the Ye family in this life, you think you can enter the Ye family if you want."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I will do what I say. Today is the first time I come to Ye Gong, and it will also be the last time."

Ye Tiandong whispered: "Ye Fan——"

Ye Fan straightened his back: "As the old lady said, I have been missing for more than 20 years and have no relationship with the Ye family. What are you doing here?"

For Ye Fan, the Ye family is just a passer-by in his life, and only Jin Zhilin is his real home.

Here, there are intrigues, frightening every step, fierce money and power, killing without blood.

Jin Zhilin, who hangs the pot to help the world, sees each other frankly, when one person is in trouble, everyone helps each other.

One is extremely cold, and the other is as warm as spring. What is Ye Fan's nostalgia and reluctance?

Of course, Ye Fan has no morals to kidnap his father and mother, after all, their balance is different from his own.

"Young man, this is what you said, I hope you will keep your promise."

Before Ye Tiandong could speak, the old lady sneered, "If you can do it, I will give you a high regard."

Luo Feihua also had sharp eyes: "You must not slap yourself in the face!"

"It doesn't matter if you look high or not, I'm just expressing my attitude."

Ye Fan looked at the old lady fearlessly: "Old lady, don't worry that I will enter Ye's house!"

The old matriarch sneered: "It's fine if you don't take advantage of the Ye family!"

"What advantage can the Ye family take for me?"

Ye Fan took another step forward and stared at Luo Feihua and the others:
"I am the first envoy of the Martial League, the youngest national scholar in China, and the first head of the Huayi School."

"The younger generation of the Ye family, one counts as one, which one has my brilliance, and which one has my glory?"

"You are worried that I will take advantage of the Ye family, and I am also worried that you will ruin my reputation."

Ye Fan mercilessly shouted: "So don't worry, old lady, I will never have any contact with you!"

"Ye Fan, don't do this!"

Hearing Ye Fan call the old lady, Zhao Mingyue smiled wryly: "This is your grandma..."

Before the old lady could deny Ye Fan's grandson, Ye Fan snorted heavily:
"grandmother?"

"She is not worthy!"

Ye Zhuor stood upright: "I don't have such a grandma either!"

She doesn't deserve it?
No such grandma?
With a simple sentence, the audience was silent again.

Yuan Huihuang and the others all stared at him dumbfounded, as if they didn't expect Ye Fan to be so disrespectful.

Who is the old lady?

The wife of the old sect master, Ming Media, is also Ye Tang's real Mrs. Ye, the first deputy sect master, and Ye Tang's stalwart murderer.

Now the only people in Shenzhou who can compose typesetting with her are Lao Zhaizhu and Chu Shuai. The five masters are all a generation younger in front of her, half a stature shorter.

For Ye Tiandong's birthday banquet, the five masters can send representatives, but for the old matriarch's birthday banquet, the five masters must attend in person.

She's pretty high up.

With so many people in the Ye family, only Ye Zhendong and Zhao Mingyue complained behind their backs. No one had ever dared to disobey the old matriarch like this in person.

Now Ye Fan said in public that she is unworthy, which is simply provoking the authority of the old lady.

Luo Feihua was the first to react, and looked at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Unfilial thing, you dare to humiliate the old lady?"

She also shouted to Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue: "How do you discipline your son?"

"She really doesn't deserve to call me grandma."

Ye Fan still maintained his strength: "Let's not say that her bowl of water is not level, I am worried that I will snatch the position of Ye Forbidden City, and deny me as a grandson to the death."

"Let's just say that she has neglected my mother and suppressed my father for more than 20 years. She is not worthy of being called grandma."

"I can call her an old lady because of my quality and my father's blood."

Ye Fan fell to the ground and said loudly: "Otherwise, she doesn't even deserve the word old lady!"

"There are no rules!"

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, the gray-clothed old woman beside the old matriarch turned cold.

As soon as she moved her footsteps and flicked her body, she was in front of Ye Fan in an instant.

I can't see how she moved, her left hand has been raised, trying to grab Ye Fan's wrist like an eagle's claw.

It is fast and ruthless, and full of strength. Once caught, it will definitely be broken ruthlessly.

"boom--"

There was no need for Ye Fan to make a move, Zhao Mingyue's pretty face sank, her right hand shook, and she stood in front of Ye Fan.

"Clap clap-"

Two hands, one old and one young, struck several times in mid-air, making a series of noises, and then with a bang, each retreated backwards.

But before the gray-clothed old woman could stand still, the figure of Nine Thousand Years flashed in front of the gray-clothed old woman and grabbed her hand.

Danger!

The old matriarch's complexion changed drastically, and he hit him with a cane.

Jiuqian didn't dodge or fight back, and let the crutch hit his back hard.

With a muffled sound, there was an extra redness and swelling on his back.

It's just that he didn't blink his eyes, pressed and folded his fingers, and only heard a 'click', and the wrist of the old woman in gray was abruptly broken by Nine Thousand Years Old.

The crisp sound of broken bones made everyone's hearts tremble.

Nine thousand years old returned to Ye Fan's side with one blow: "I said, if you want to bully my son, bully me first!"

The gray-clothed old woman had a ferocious face and was sweating profusely, but she bit her lip and remained silent.

The old matriarch's expression turned cold: "The slaughter of dogs is lawless, you dare to hurt the dragon mother-in-law?"

Nine thousand years old is very straightforward: "I have always been lawless."

Ye Fan was moved and wanted to touch the scar on his back, but Jiu Qiantui shook his head gently to stop him.

Seeing Jiu Qiansui hurting people, the masters of the Ye family subconsciously wanted to press on him, but Ye Tiandong stopped him with his hand.

Chu Tian once again shook the old matriarch's hand and advised:
"Old sister, don't get angry. The dragon mother-in-law made the first move, and the butcher's son was left behind. You even beat him with a stick. Let's stop here."

"That's it? Now he broke Luang Po's hand?"

The old lady stared at Jiu Qiansui and sneered: "Tu Gousheng, you are really a white-eyed wolf."

"Old lady, as I said, I owe the Ye family a favor, and I will always remember it in my heart."

"If someone wants your life, I can stand in front of you and block the bullet for you."

Nine thousand years old looked fearless: "But it doesn't mean I can let you bully Ye Fan."

"If you want to move him, first step over my corpse!"

"I owe a favor to the Ye family. You are older than me, so if you hit me with a stick, I will bear it."

He waved his sleeves: "But if the dragon mother-in-law wants to break Ye Fan's hand, I will break his hand. I have always done things like this."

The grievances and grievances are clear and clear.

Although Wang Sanfeng and the others always thought Jiuqiantui was a mad dog, they had to admit that this guy was courageous enough in his actions.

"The result is out!"

Just when the old matriarch was about to get angry, Can Dao dragged his lame leg and returned with an indifferent expression on the appraisal result.

He sent the appraisal report to Chu Shuai, and then pressed the black knife to suppress the audience.

The monstrous momentum instantly filled the entire high platform, making everyone who was about to move trembled.

Long Po and the others subconsciously suppressed their killing intent.

Chu Shuai opened the appraisal report and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue looked at Chu Shuai with fiery eyes.

Although the old lady and Luo Feihua knew it well, they still pricked up their ears and listened, hoping for a miracle.

Even Zheng Qiankun and the others straightened their bodies, waiting for Chu Shuai's final announcement:
"Ye Tiandong, Zhao Mingyue, and Ye Fan conform to the law of inheritance, and the probability of parentage is greater than 0.9999."

"The appraisal report confirms that Ye Fan is the biological son of Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue!"

Chu Shuai made the final decision!
"thump!"

Before everyone could react, Ye Fan knelt straight and kowtowed to Ye Tiandong:

"Father, the unfilial child Ye Fan has kowtowed to you. I wish you a long life like Nanshan and good luck like the East China Sea!"

(End of this chapter)