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

Chapter 825 A Bowl of Chicken Porridge

Chapter 820 A Bowl of Chicken Porridge

"Ye Fan, did I do something wrong?"

After Tang Ruoxue and Qian Jiaxin left, Ye Fan and Han Ziqi also left the auction venue.

Han Ziqi pulled Ye Fan into the nanny car and said softly:
"If I knew that Mr. Tang would react so badly, I shouldn't have provoked her like this today."

She didn't feel that Tang Ruoxue was angry or not, but she felt sorry for Ye Fan who was affected emotionally.

"It's none of your business. It's her temperament. It will be fine in a few days."

Ye Fan smiled and comforted Han Ziqi, and after sending a message to Dugu Shang, he asked Nangong Yan to drive to the Alisa.

He now knew what Tang Ruoxue was thinking, and the reason why he knew that there was Han Mu's tomb in Wanghai Peak, and ignored the bidding, was to give Han Ziqi a beating.

Tang Ruoxue wanted Han Ziqi to know that she was not qualified to argue with her about the main palace and mistress, and at the same time asked Han Ziqi to pay an extra 100 billion to teach her a lesson.

Tang Ruoxue's calculation was very good, but she didn't expect Ye Fan to interfere.

She never dreamed that Han Ziqi would listen to Ye Fan like this, and if he gave up, the aggressive Han Ziqi would simply stop.

In this way, she not only shot herself in the foot, but also let her see that Han Ziqi obeyed Ye Fan's words.

Of course, what made her most angry was that Ye Fan chose to defend Han Ziqi instead of fighting alongside her.

"Actually, you should ask me to raise the price."

Han Ziqi looked at Ye Fan softly: "Anyway, you got my money back for me, so it doesn't matter to me if I spend 300 billion."

The woman at this moment is not as fierce as in the conference hall, and the eyes behind the plain glasses are only gentle.

She is willing to give everything for Ye Fan's happiness.

"That won't work."

Ye Fan looked at Han Ziqi and shook his head without hesitation:
"Although you have the support of Han Changshan and the others, and you are in power now, you haven't gained a firm foothold in the Han family after all."

"Once you spend 300 billion to buy a 30 billion piece of land, even if Han Changshan doesn't get mad, the shareholders will tear you apart."

"They will sue you for seriously damaging the interests of the group, and even sue you for transferring benefits to the auction."

"In this way, you will be forced to pledge your shares to fill in the account, and [-]% of the shares may change hands."

"Without the [-]% stake that is the foundation of your foothold, you will never be able to secure a stable position in the Life Group and the Han family."

He tapped his finger on the car window: "so I won't let you follow up anyway."

Han Ziqi looked worried: "But Mr. Tang is angry..."

"Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Ye Fan smiled: "Besides, aren't you going to confront her? Why are you talking for her now?"

"The main reason is that you are not happy."

Han Ziqi's pretty face was a little lonely: "I can see that she has a great influence on you and seriously influences your emotions."

"It also shows that you care about her."

"I don't care if she gets angry, but I don't want to see you moping."

She shook Ye Fan's hand in a considerate way: "I'm a lover of the house."

Ye Fan's heart warmed up and he didn't speak anymore...

"Ruoxue, why did you call 200 billion?"

Back at Qian Jiaxin's villa, just as Tang Ruoxue got out of the car, Qian Jiaxin chased after her, with an anxious pretty face:
"It's almost enough if you add 50 billion to [-] million, but you suddenly added [-] billion, which frightened Han Ziqi."

"200 billion, all fools know that this is a loss-making business, but you are better..."

"We originally made money by bidding today, but in the end, we not only messed up the good things, but also lost our wealth."

Compared with stepping on Han Ziqi to let out a sigh of relief, she is now more entangled with Wang Haifeng in her hand.

The 200 billion hole, she trembled when she thought about it, how to fill it?How to explain to the Qian family?
Tang Ruoxue suppressed her temper and responded: "Don't worry, I have a measure of this matter."

"If you have a sense of proportion, you won't be so impulsive."

Qian Jiaxin's tone was filled with complaints: "Everyone knows that 200 billion is the red line, but you stepped into it."

"200 billion, get it together within fifteen days, otherwise the one billion deposit will be confiscated, and you will be blacklisted, or even sued."

"The loss of one billion yuan can still be tolerated. If you are included in the credit blacklist, you will hardly have to do business in the future, and it will embarrass the family."

"The total assets in my hands are more than 20 billion yuan..."

Her facial features were a little distorted, and she regretted it very much. If she had known earlier, she would not have gone crazy with Tang Ruoxue.

Qian Jiaxin also turned to look at Park Yinglong.

It's just that Park Yinglong, who was coaxed in the morning, is silent at the moment, completely out of the way.

"Also, that bastard Ye Fan, how do you eat the inside out?"

"Han Ziqi's brain is full of water and let him decide to give up and increase the price. Why doesn't he help us to screw Han Ziqi to death, instead of letting Han Ziqi give up the price increase?"

"This bastard, doesn't he know that this will kill us?"

"He should be glad he didn't come back, otherwise I would definitely break his legs now."

Qian Jiaxin poured her anger on Ye Fan again: "I told you to let that bastard go, but you just didn't listen..."

"Jiaxin!"

Tang Ruoxue stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at her and said coldly:
"I will take this matter down, and I will find a way to settle the 200 billion yuan, so that you will not lose any money or reputation."

"I will ask the legal counsel to give you an early contract later, and you will transfer all the real estate companies to my name."

"I will return you all the security deposit you paid, and I will handle all the problems alone."

"Also, Ye Fan is mine, you have no right to humiliate him."

Her words were very calm, and her words were very emotional, as if her emotions were not turbulent, but there was a trace of disappointment deep in her eyes.

From Tang Ruoxue's point of view, even if Qian Jiaxin doesn't comfort her, she should make a statement to tide over the difficulties together, but in the end she keeps blaming herself.

"Ah, you carry it alone..."

Qian Jiaxin was taken aback for a moment, then he was ecstatic, and then showed a hint of embarrassment:
"How embarrassing is this, or the deposit will be fine."

The corner of her mouth twitched and she said, "Yes, you need to use the security deposit first, after all, the funds are too big..."

"No, I can handle it."

Tang Ruoxue rejected Qian Jiaxin's kindness: "If the company gives it to me, I will take care of everything."

Then, she walked across the hall, upstairs, and into her room.

"boom--"

Tang Ruoxue stayed for the whole afternoon, no one knew what she was doing in the room, and no one dared to disturb her at this time.

Qian Jiaxin didn't go in either, her focus was on the transfer of the company.

As dusk approached, Zhao Bier brought up a bowl of hot chicken porridge.

When she knocked on the door, she found that the room hadn't been smashed up, and Tang Ruoxue wasn't disheveled.

She just stood quietly on the balcony, hugged her shoulders, and looked at the white cat downstairs without moving.

The woman's anger still remained, but her eyes regained a little calmness.

"Ruoxue, are you still angry with Ye Fan?"

Zhao Bier walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her backhand:

"Men don't have a good thing. No matter how nice they say, they like the new and dislike the old in their bones."

"Don't be angry with him. It's not worth it. It's a big deal. He's looking for his pleasure, and you're looking for yours."

Apparently she had also heard about the auction, so she comforted Tang Ruoxue with a light smile.

Love the new and hate the old?

These four simple words made Tang Ruoxue's eyelids twitch, and she became more chilled:

"Don't mention that bastard!"

She gritted her teeth: "I don't want to hear his name again."

"Okay, okay, don't mention it."

Zhao Bier smiled sweetly: "You must be tired after tossing around for so long, right? I made you a bowl of chicken porridge to fill your stomach."

She subconsciously took another look at the porcelain bowl.

"Thank you!"

Tang Ruoxue's pretty face softened because of Zhao Bi'er's understanding, she looked away from the white cat, and took Zhao Bi'er's hot chicken porridge.

She was about to pick up a spoon to drink the porridge when her phone vibrated.

"Ding--"

An unknown number called in.

She put on earplugs to answer, and soon a familiar but calm voice came:
"Tang Ruoxue, I'm Han Ziqi, I want to talk to you..."

"Snapped--"

Tang Ruoxue shook her hands, and a large bowl of chicken porridge was poured downstairs, filled with aroma...

(End of this chapter)