Chapter 3

"People are more popular than people. Look at the style of writing and then look at you. How can people be so good at the same age? You're not even as good as the stray dog at the door of the community. If you feed the dog a little food, he knows to smile at me. What about you? What else can you do besides relying on Xinying for soft food?"

Wang Ying glared at BI Wenfeng and dragged him into the door.

Huang Xinying drooped her face and sighed softly. Seeing this, Ye Fan pulled her into her arms and said softly, "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me."

After that, they followed in.

The Huang family is a well-known family in Lincheng, but the Huang Xinying family is a collateral family. As the head of the family, Huang Shihao is also born with mud that can't help the wall. He is used to making trouble after giving birth to a son. Therefore, the family has no status in the Huang family, and even the place where he lives is far from those of his family.

The corridor in the community is damp and cold, and the garbage stinks at the corner.

Bi Wenfeng frowned imperceptibly and raised his hand to cover his nose.

Wang Ying said with a flattering smile: "I've been abroad for a long time. I'm not used to it. Xinying in our family didn't live as well as you. When I was a child, I was poor. When I grew up, I thought I could marry a good family and live a good life, but who knew I married such a waste."

Bi Wenfeng hooked the corner of his mouth, looked back at Ye Fan provocatively and said, "aunt, don't worry. I came back to get rid of the sea of suffering with Xinying. If some people are smart, they should take the initiative to quit."

Ye Fan snorts coldly and faces Bi Wenfeng's provocation. In his opinion, Bi Wenfeng is a clown on the beam.

If it weren't for what happened three years ago that he had to hide his real strength, how could such a person ride on his head. Fortunately, it's not far from that day!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan ignored Bi Wenfeng, took Huang Xinying's hand and led him in first.

Seeing Bi Wenfeng's face getting gloomy, Wang Ying hurriedly said, "he is a useless waste. You don't have to pay attention to the style of writing. Xinying will be yours sooner or later."

When Wang Ying said this, Bi Wenfeng's face looked a little better.

When the party went in, Huang Shihao was bringing the food to the table. When he saw that the people were just timid, he looked up and smiled.

Wang Ying pushed him away, sat in the middle of the table, eagerly took Bi Wenfeng and sat down and said, "Wenfeng, sit down and try my craft."

Everyone who heard this was stunned, and Ye Fan sneered in his heart.

His mother-in-law's ability to open her eyes and tell lies is growing day by day. It is clearly the hard work of her father-in-law. The credit goes to her as soon as she closes her mouth.

Really can't see it. Ye Fan goes to Huang Shihao and says, "Dad, I'll help you."

"Hey, good!"

Huang Shihao patted Ye Fan's shoulder with satisfaction. There were some tears in his eyes. It was about because they felt pity for each other. Therefore, the relationship between them at home was fairly good.

At this time, Huang Xinying was forced by Wang Yingqiang to sit next to bi Wenfeng. As soon as she sat down, Bi Wenfeng became dishonest, Touching Huang Xinying's hand, he said, "look at how rough your hands are. You can't live a good life with that waste. I'm working in Jinding group now. I can definitely eat hot and spicy with me. I don't have to suffer so much anymore."

Huang Xinying frowned and struggled. As soon as she was about to refuse, she was interrupted by Wang Ying.

"You mean Jinding group, the largest group in Lincheng? The one that everyone can't get in with money?"

Bi Wenfeng nodded proudly, "yes, I returned home for this matter. It's my honor to work in a company like Jinding group. If Xinying is willing to marry me, I can find a way to get her in."

Wang Ying's eyes flashed brightly and looked attentively at Huang Xinying.

Huang Xinying refused without thinking: "my current company is very good. Thank you for your kindness."

"Why are you so stubborn." Wang Yingqi shouted and raised his hand to hit Huang Xinying.

As soon as ye fan came out of the kitchen, he saw this scene. He stepped forward to stop Wang Ying's hand, then turned his head to bi Wen and said word by word, "let go of your dirty hands."

At the moment, Ye Fan looked cold and cold, and his whole body exuded a cold breath that was not easy to provoke.

Bi Wenfeng felt his back cool, but he was frightened by Ye Fan's appearance.

In general, he touched his nose, forced a smile, looked up at Ye Fan and said, "I won't let go. What can you do to me?"

At this time, Wang Ying suddenly patted the table, stood up and walked in front of Bi Wenfeng with his hands on his hips. He bared his teeth and stared at Ye Fan and scolded, "well, Wenfeng is a VIP I invited. What do you dare to do in front of me? Do you believe I'll let you sweep the floor and go out today!"

Bi Wenfeng was relieved to rely on him. He raised his eyelids proudly and said sarcastic words: "aunt, you don't have to worry. He's just a waste. What can he do to me?"

With that, he pushed Wang Ying away and stood up to face Ye Fan.

There is a difference in their height. From the momentum, Bi Wenfeng can't compare with Ye Fan.

As he got closer, Bi Wenfeng felt the unusual aura on Ye Fan more and more. He couldn't help his heart beating like thunder, and his hands began to tremble.

Suddenly, Ye Fan put his hand on Bi Wenfeng's shoulder. It felt like rheumatism. Starting from his shoulder, it was connected to his whole body. It felt as if he had been carried away by an electric current. His whole body was soft and didn't faint.

In this compartment, he really regretted. His temples involuntarily shed cold sweat. Isn't it good for him to stay behind Wang Ying? Why come out and show off?

Ye Fan's eyes glanced and raised his hand slightly. Bi Wenfeng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shouted, "you, what else do you want to do? I can tell you, my father is the eight armed hell King Bi bold. He is guarding the motherland in the frontier. If you dare to fight me, you will not forgive you when he comes back!"

"Your father is the eight armed hell king?" As soon as Ye Fan's face changed, there was a surge of anger in his eyes. All kinds of things that happened three years ago floated to his mind at this time.

Eight armed hell, ah!

At that moment, Ye Fan's face was uncertain, sometimes laughing and sometimes angry. He looked like he was possessed by ghosts.

Bi Wenfeng swallowed his saliva and turned around to run.

"Who allowed you to go!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan stood next to bi Wenfeng, pinching his neck with one hand and forcing him to keep retreating until he hit the wall.

"Is your father really the eight armed hell king?"

Bi Wenfeng has long been frightened. At the moment, Ye Fan looks like a Yaksha in the hell. If there were not Huang Xinying, he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

Looking at Ye Fan in horror, Bi Wenfeng smiled and said with a flattering smile: "yes, yes, my father is really an eight armed Yama. He will come back in a while. You let me go today. In the future, I'll let my father arrange you into his army as an official. How about it?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth is hooked, and the smile on his face expands faintly.

As soon as Bi Wenfeng was happy, no one could resist the temptation of power, but the next moment, he was not happy.

Ye Fan said coldly, "then calculate the new accounts and the old accounts together!"