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

Chapter 882 Remember to Pay

Chapter 880 Three Remember to Pay

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Qingyi personally drove to the Song Group to pick up Ye Fan.

After exchanging a few words with Song Hongyan, she respectfully sent Ye Fan to Qingyuan.

After President Jiang died, Yuan Qingyi changed to a place called Qingyuan as the headquarters of the Dragon Capital of the Wumeng.

Qingyuan, located in the outskirts, is a magnificent, gray-white giant building that looks like a big eagle flying into the sky, and it looks even more extraordinary when it is backed by the Great Wall.

This is an old-fashioned building half a century ago, and it is also the place where Yuan Qingyi grew up. After she was excluded and married, no one lived here.

Later, after Yuan Huihuang became a core figure, he kept the green garden and gave it to Yuan Qingyi when he found a chance.

After Yuan Qingyi took control of the Longdu Wumeng, he moved in again without saying a word, and even designated it as the headquarters of the Longdu Wumeng.

Ye Fan got out of the car door and glanced at the environment.

Qingyuan swept away the deserted and dead silence of the past, and restored the busy traffic many years ago.

Dozens of red lanterns during housewarming add a bit of festive atmosphere to it.

Ye Fan chuckled: "It's a good place to hide the wind and get the water."

"The humble place made Ye Shao laugh."

Yuan Qingyi was dressed in a light blue cheongsam, which not only set off the tall and straight figure, but also made the thighs at the slits looming, which was very attractive.

"Young Master Ye, please, I have an appointment with the Miao family at 03:30, there is still time, don't rush, take your time."

Then she gently tilted her hand and introduced Ye Fan into Qingyuan. The respect and gentleness surprised many Wumeng disciples.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ye Fan followed Yuan Qingyi into the garden, and curiously asked:
"Is Miao Jinge coming in person?"

In the past few days, Ye Fan has not been idle, and secretly let people release the news, telling Miao Jingyun that he is not dead, and living in his hands would be worse than death.

He thought that Miao Jinge would attack him, or capture him alive for a trade, but unexpectedly he wanted to chat with him first.

Although they haven't met each other yet, Ye Fan can judge that it is probably related to Miao Jingyun.

"Miao Jinge heard that Missing son was too sick. He vomited a lot of blood while lying on the bed, and couldn't even get off the ground."

Yuan Qingyi said softly: "It's hard to know if this news is true or not, after all, no one around him can infiltrate it."

"Miao Jinge is ill..."

Ye Fan sneered when he heard the words:
"What the hell are you playing?"

For Miao Jinge, a villain of the ninth generation, Ye Fan wouldn't believe that he was sick because of his longing, and it seemed that there was some kind of conspiracy behind him.

Moreover, Miao Jinge himself has superb medical skills, how could he make himself so sick that he couldn't get out of bed?

"I also think he is pretending to be sick, but it is still good for him."

Yuan Qingyi told Ye Fan what he knew: "At least he moved his clan uncle out."

"Miao Taidou is the old patriarch of the Miao clan, and also Sai Mengchang in Miao City. He has many followers. By the way, he was also the official head of Miao City."

"I'm over 70 years old and have great prestige. This time I came to Longdu, one is to visit old friends, and the other is to meet you on behalf of Miao Jinge."

She smiled playfully: "But I think it's more to trouble you."

Ye Fan laughed when he heard the words: "Miao Jinge is using his clan uncle as a weapon."

"He clearly knows that the conflict between me and him is difficult to reconcile. If he really wants to calm things down and save Miao Jingyun, he should come and resolve the matter himself."

"Pretend to be sick and let Taidou Miao appear, this is to use his hand to suppress me."

"It's a pity that he won't understand that if Master Miao can suppress me, I would have been unable to play in Longdu long ago."

He smiled lightly: "Miao Jinge's layout is still a bit small."

"You have to be careful, he is also a person who has been up and down for many years in Miaocheng. Not only is he deeply rooted in Miaocheng, he is also well-connected in Longdu."

Yuan Qingyi reminded softly:
"You know, Longdu also has a certain proportion of Miaocheng dignitaries, and they also respect Master Miao."

"If you and Miao Taidou get into a fight, they will probably join hands to deal with you."

She sighed faintly: "This world has never been about fighting and killing, it's black and white, it's about the ways of the world."

Ye Fan tilted his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I can still hold my waist back today."

Yuan Qingyi smiled sweetly: "I have always been full of confidence in Young Master Ye."

There was also a blaze of fire in her eyes, but there was a trace of regret in her heart, meeting the right person at the wrong time, what a trick of God's will?
"I've met Patrol Officer Ye, I've met Chairman Yuan!"

"President Yuan, Mr. Miao and the others came 10 minutes ago, accompanied by Elder Duanmuchang."

Before Ye Fan followed Yuan Qingyi into the hall, a woman in yellow greeted her and reported to the two respectfully:

"I was waiting in the lobby. Mr. Miao was very angry when he saw that you were not there. Two pictures of the table were broken."

She lowered her voice: "Elder Duanmuchang is also a little upset, saying that you are too disrespectful."

"Elder Duanmu is here?"

Yuan Qingyi frowned slightly, and then said to Ye Fan: "The old man in Yuan Lao Pavilion, the former witch doctor of the Wumeng, came from Miaocheng, and he is a bit good."

Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and said softly: "Whoever he is, an elder or patriarch, if he dares to rely on his elders in my face, I will not give him face."

After speaking, he walked into the open hall.

The nearly [-]-square-meter hall does not have much decoration, just a few calligraphy and paintings and a few sets of bamboo furniture, not even a TV.

Seemingly shabby, but quaint and very opinionated.

Just as the woman in yellow said, the hall was in a mess.

Several chairs were torn apart and scattered on the ground, several cups were also broken, and there were still several tea spots on the ground.

And in the middle, there are two old men in Miao clothes. One is chubby, 1.6 meters tall, with a round face, not showing any emotions or anger.

A tall man with a height of 1.9 meters, a face with a pig's waist, and a goatee, but his face is wrinkled, and he is not angry but powerful.

Behind them, there are seven or eight other men and women standing, their postures are haughty, and they look aloof.

In this Longdu Martial League, they have always had the feeling that no one is in their eyes.

One of them was a beautiful woman in a well-dressed dress, with a dozen gold bracelets on both hands, and she was even more arrogant.

Without Yuan Qingyi's introduction, Ye Fan could tell that the old guy with the goatee was Master Miao, and the fat man was Duanmu Chang from the Wumeng.

"You bastard, are Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi here?"

Seeing someone walk in again, Duanmuchang thought it was another handyman, so he shouted angrily:

"We've been waiting for 10 minutes, when will we be waiting?"

He questioned in a tone of voice: "It's getting more and more unruly. If you know we're coming, why don't you wait in advance?"

"Tell them to roll over to the old man immediately."

Miao Taidou was even more murderous: "If you don't come again, I will smash them into pieces like a table later."

While speaking, he slapped the table, and the bamboo table broke with a crack.

A pile of debris.

"A table with [-] million."

Ye Fan looked at Taidou Miao and said lightly:
"Remember to pay later..."

(End of this chapter)