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

Chapter 2303 I have already returned
Chapter 320 I have already returned
"asshole!"

"Shameless!"

Lin Jieyi wished he could strangle Ye Fan to death.

She has seen many treacherous and evil people in the past few decades, but she has never seen such a shameless person as Ye Fan.

It was the first time in Lin Xieyi's life that he tore his own pants to turn the situation around.

It was just an illusion that he tore off his shirt, and what was exposed was only the snow-white top of his chest, and the important part was tightly wrapped.

But Ye Fan tore his pants.

Lin Xieyi felt unacceptable.

Is this still a child genius doctor?

Is this still the nephew of the Ye family?

Is this still the young master of the Wumeng?

Courteous, gentle and refined, not surprised by favor or humiliation, these are the demeanor that first-line young and old should have.

How could this bastard Ye Fan be so shameless?

Not to mention Ye Forbidden City, even Ye Xiaoying and even Ye Tianci couldn't do such a thing as tearing his pants.

But this also let Lin Xieyi know that the general situation is over.

Ye Fan can be so shameless, it is impossible for him to use shameless means to win.

She stared at Ye Fan's face, then sneered: "Ye Fan, don't you feel ashamed?"

"The second aunt can take off her shirt, but I can't take off my pants?"

Ye Fan was not ashamed at all, and smiled noncommittally:
"Besides, I'm still wearing shorts, what's there to be ashamed of?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

"Otherwise, the red shield predators know that Lin Wuya is in my hands, and there is no guarantee that they will trade tens of billions or beautiful women with me."

"I am greedy for money and lustful. When I see sexy beauties with red banknotes, it is difficult to maintain myself."

"And you believe that Ye Xiaoying is in my hands. I killed Lin Wuya, but you still dare not touch Tang Ruoxue."

Ye Fan smiled brightly: "I have more chips than you, Second Aunt, you have to bow your head."

"So what if I don't bow my head?"

Lin Jieyi's pretty face was full of unwillingness, and she was making the last struggle:

"Anyway, I can't save Xiaoying, so letting Tang Ruoxue be buried with Ye Xiaoying can be regarded as a little bit of compensation."

She snorted: "And I believe that Tang Ruoxue is more important to you than anything else."

"Of course you can make a difference."

Ye Fan saw Lin Jieyi's reluctance, and smiled disapprovingly:
"It's just that you have to see what price you pay."

"Tang Ruoxue has an accident, Lin Wuya has an accident, you will have an accident, and I will stop everyone from searching for Ye Xiaoying at all costs."

"In other words, something will happen to Ye Xiaoying in the end."

"An ex-wife who is dispensable to me, in exchange for the heir of the Lin family, the only heir of the second house, and the death of the second aunt."

"I will be sad for losing Tang Ruoxue for ten days and a half months. After all, it is a pitiful thing for a child to lose his mother."

"But soon, she will be erased from my life and memory."

"What you call being better than everything is just what you think is better than everything."

"If you have investigated me, you should know better that Hongyan is my fiancee."

"All the pain and regret towards Tang Ruoxue will be diluted in my wife's tenderness."

"But Erfang and Lin's family will never recover, and it will take at least 20 years to recover."

"Second Uncle and the others haven't married and had children for 20 years, how can they get an heir?"

"It's just that there are a few 20 years in life to suffer."

"So it took two to break up, I was sad for ten days and a half months, second aunt, you hate Jiuquan, but uncle probably wants to open champagne to celebrate."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "She has worked so hard for more than ten years to get something that was hard to get, but she got it because of the second auntie."

Uncle?
Champagne to celebrate?

Hearing Ye Fan's words, the force in Lin Jieyi's eyes disappeared a lot.

She was not willing to be manipulated by Ye Fan like this, but she was even more unwilling to make a wedding dress for someone else.

Then Lin Jieyi stared at the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle in Ye Fan's hand and hummed, "The fragrance disappears? Do you dare to shoot me?"

"Don't dare to shoot Second Auntie!"

Ye Fan smiled: "But you can kill chickens and monkeys."

He turned around and pressed his fingers.

"Pong-"

Countless poisonous needles poured out with a sharp sound.

Before Lin Qiaoer and more than 20 Lin's masters could react, they saw the poisonous needle swishing in front of them.

The entire three-meter radius was enveloped.

"Ahhh-"

Lin Qiaoer and the others subconsciously blocked the attack, but there was no time to resist, and the poisonous needle flew into their bodies.

They screamed in agony, and then their bodies went numb, and they fell to the ground with a plop.

More than 20 people were all knocked down.

One by one not only lost their combat effectiveness, but was also slowly spread by the toxin, and their vitality was lost bit by bit.

Seeing this, Lin Jieyi yelled out: "Ye Fan bastard, are you hurting my people?"

"It just came across by accident."

Ye Fan threw back the used rainstorm pear blossom needle to Lin Jieyi:
"Second aunt, you are very domineering with the poison in the needle."

"Although it can't be said that seeing blood seal the throat, judging from the faces of Ms. Lin and the others, they will die within 10 minutes at most."

He took out a tissue and wiped his hands gently: "Tang Ruoxue is very pleased to have them buried with her."

"Let them take the antidote, let Lin Wuya go, and I'll let you take Tang Ruoxue away."

Lin Jieyi's pretty face was cloudy and uncertain, and she was very unwilling, but finally made a compromise with Ye Fan.

"Thank you, Second Aunt, for making it happen!"

Ye Fan smiled respectfully and said, "Second Aunt, the matter has been finalized."

"There's still some time, why don't you play "My Wild Motorcycle" again?"

He pointed to Yaoqin not far away: "Your piano skills are pretty good."

Lin Jieyi glanced at Ye Fan's pants and shouted, "Get lost!"

Half an hour later, Ye Fan took Miao Fenglang and the others out of Wangyue Tower.

Lin Xieyi took the antidote for Lin Qiaoer and the others, rescued them from the gate of hell, and then waved them away.

She sat in front of Yaoqin again, and moved her slender fingers a few times.

She wanted to play a piece of music well, but she lost her level due to distraction, and finally threw it aside and took out her mobile phone.

Lin Xieyi leaned back on the seat and dialed a familiar number.

The phone was connected quickly, and a middle-aged man's deep voice came over: "Is Xiaoying back?"

Lin Xieyi was weak: "No."

"No?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sank: "Ye Fan doesn't care about Tang Ruoxue's life or death?"

"That bastard is too cunning and vicious."

Lin Jieyi let out a long breath: "He didn't play his cards according to common sense, he had someone kidnap Lin Wuya."

"This bastard..."

The other end of the phone laughed angrily: "It's really getting more and more cunning."

"He killed Ye Xiaoying but didn't kidnap him, and he held Lin Wuya's life in his hands."

Lin Jieyi recalled Ye Fan who tore his pants, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly:
"Lin Qiaoer and I are not capable enough to suppress the shameless him."

"In the end, I can only put Tang Ruoxue back, and things are back to the original point."

"But I left a thorn, hoping to teach Ye Fan a lesson."

"Otherwise, it's been a waste of work these days."

"I still don't understand why you concluded that Ye Xiaoying was tied up by him, not Zhong Shiba?"

"Zhong Shiba is the Avengers, and Ye Fan killed Xiong Tianjun, the core of the Avengers."

Lin Xieyi asked, "Why did the two get mixed up?"

"Don't ask too much about the reason, just make sure that the little eagle is in Ye Fan's hands."

The middle-aged man's voice was low: "If you decide, you won't be confused by him and you won't be led by the nose!"

"Okay, listen to you, but Ye Fan is very tricky."

Lin Xieyi said softly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with him, so I still need you to come back."

The tone of the middle-aged man suddenly became as indifferent as a spring breeze:
"Actually, I have already returned to Baocheng..."

(End of this chapter)