mom?
Song Hongyan, who was communicating closely with Ye Fan, stiffened when she heard the voice outside the door.
She whispered as if she was caught in the act, and then pushed Ye Fan away.
While she was looking for clothes to put on, she asked Mark to hide.
Ye Fan looked at the security door: "It's just your mother, not a tiger. Are you so panicked?"
"Hurry, hide quickly, if she sees you, I will be dead."
Song Hongyan knew how difficult her mother was and hurriedly urged Ye Fan to escape.
What gave her a headache was that the room was too small, there were no clutter, the bed was also a tatami, and there was no hiding place at all.
"In this case, the more you hide, the harder it is to explain. It's better to meet openly."
Ye Fan showed no signs of escaping: "Let's not talk about my temporary innocence with you. I am really your little man. It's normal to live together before marriage."
Song Hongyan pinched Ye Fan's waist angrily: "There will be a lot of trouble."
Outside, a majestic voice came again: "Hongyan, I know you are inside, open the door immediately, or I will let Granny Xiong break down the door."
Song Hongyan's face turned red and she was anxious.
Ye Fan smiled, walked straight to the door, and opened the door.
Song Hongyan instantly let out an ouch and said she was going to die.
Outside the door, there were several Chinese men and women standing, dusty with dust and smelling of air-conditioning from flights, as if they had just arrived in Zhonghai.
In front of several men and women, there is a lady of about fifty years old, jeweled and graceful.
She has cool cheeks, charming charm, a very plump figure, and her hair is tied up high.
Her appearance is very similar to Song Hongyan.
Next to her, there was an old woman in gray clothes with a low eyebrow, but Ye Fan knew that she was definitely not a good person.
"Hello, aunt!"
"mom!"
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan greeted each other at the same time.
Seeing a man in her daughter's bachelor apartment, Song's mother's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and her voice dropped:
"Hongyan, who is he?"
Seeing her daughter's looming curves and translucent clothes, Song's mother wanted to strangle Ye Fan to death with one hand.
Song Hongyan, who had been hiding Ye Fan's existence, hurriedly squeezed out a smile and responded: "He is a doctor. I am not feeling well, and he treats me."
"Doctor? See a doctor?"
Mother Song's face turned cold:
"You asked a male doctor to come to the apartment to treat you late at night? Still so young? Do you think I would believe it?"
"And if you didn't open the door for a long time just now, you must have a shady relationship."
She was calm and intimidating: "Tell me honestly, who is he?"
Mother Song stared at Ye Fan. If her eyes could turn into knives, Ye Fan would have been stabbed full of holes.
The appearance of a man in my daughter's apartment is no less than the appearance of a wild boar in the family's field.
Song Hongyan explained with a dry mouth: "Mom, he..."
"Auntie, Hongyan is actually right. I am indeed a doctor, and a Chinese medicine practitioner."
Ye Fan smiled generously and said: "But I still have another identity, and that is her boyfriend. She is sick today, so I came to see her."
"I don't live here. If you don't believe me, go in and take a look. There must be no clothes and supplies of mine in the room."
There's no point in trying to hide it, just be honest.
"Boy friend?"
Mother Song's voice suddenly became sharp, and she cursed Song Hongyan:
"Who gave you the right to find a boyfriend?"
"Have you forgotten that you have been promised to someone from the Zheng family?"
"If the Zheng family finds out, how do you want me to explain to them?"
"You promised me that you would come to Zhonghai and work hard. After experiencing it, you would obey my arrangement and get married."
"Now that the dowry has been taken away and we are having fun, you tell me that I have a boyfriend?"
Song's mother hated Tie Bu Gang and shouted: "Hongyan, you must give me an explanation."
"There is no explanation, Mark is my boyfriend."
Song Hongyan shook her head without hesitation:
"I never said I wanted you to arrange a marriage. I only allowed you to help me find someone. The final decision rests with me."
She also remained strong: "Mom, I will repay you a hundred times the dowry, but I will not marry Zheng Junqing..."
"Shut up!"
Song's mother interrupted Song Hongyan rudely: "I am your mother, you are not qualified to bargain with me."
"Furthermore, the Song family is in trouble now. Your grandfather is seriously ill. If the Zheng family can resolve it, there is no reason for you not to make sacrifices."
"Everyone in the Song family is prosperous, and everyone suffers from losses. As a child of the Song family, you should take up your responsibilities after enjoying the benefits."
"When the family is glorious, I don't mind you flying freely, but when the family is in crisis, everyone must fly in the same direction."
"So no matter whether you are willing to marry Zheng Junqing or not, as long as your grandpa and I agree, you must execute it unconditionally."
"Don't ever say such stupid things again if you don't want to."
Mother Song's voice was fierce and there was no room for doubt.
Ye Fan noticed that Song Hongyan, who had always been stubborn, lowered her head.
Wrongful, helpless, confused, helpless...
A few tears fell.
Song Hongyan tried to live the life she liked and loved the people she liked, but she was born into a wealthy family and was destined to become a victim.
Mother Song disagreed: "Don't cry in front of me. Tears are too cheap."
"I came to Zhonghai today to find you in person. I just want to tell you that Zheng Junqing has taken a liking to you."
"On New Year's Day next year, we must get married."
Her tone was commanding: "So you have to go back to Nanling with me this time."
Song Hongyan's body trembled, her happy days were over, and she would be a walking zombie from now on.
She also regretted not having sex with Mark earlier, otherwise she could have lived a sweet life for a few days.
"There is nothing to miss about Zhonghai, and the men in Zhonghai are not worthy of your attention."
Mother Song looked proud: "Only in the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, a proud man like Zheng Junqing is worthy of your tears."
Song Hongyan felt powerless, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to have decided to accept her fate.
The most important thing is that she doesn't want to drag Ye Fan into the whirlpool. After all, the Song family and the Zheng family are no less domineering than the Wang Huo family.
She didn't want Ye Fan, who had just overcome the difficulties, to be in danger again because of her.
"Auntie, if you want to take Hongyan away, have you ever asked me about this boyfriend?"
At this moment, Ye Fan hugged Song Hongyan: "For me, if Hongyan doesn't want to leave, no one can let her go."
Song's mother's face turned dark when she heard this. She had deliberately ignored his existence, but she didn't expect Mark to come out on his own initiative.
In her original vision, as a loser, Ye Fan had to dare to be angry and dare not speak up to accept her own scolding, even if she did not listen respectfully to the lesson.
Unexpectedly, he responded tit-for-tat, which made her feel that her authority was being challenged.
Mother Song took out a pen and wrote a series of numbers in the checkbook:
"Whether you are the beauty's doctor or her boyfriend, I thank you for taking care of her."
"This is a little bit of my dedication as a mother to my daughter."
She handed the check into Ye Fan's hand, and the conversation suddenly changed, showing an irresistible momentum:
"Then, get out of Hongyan immediately."
Mother Song's cheeks turned cold: "Who do you think you are? You want to trick my daughter. Have you looked in the mirror?"
An unceremonious lesson.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "What a coincidence, the beauty and I are a perfect match."
Hearing Mark's words, Song's mother not only did not laugh out loud, but also had a look of disdain, as if she was disgusted with such cynical people.
"I'm warning you, don't pester my daughter again."
"You are not worthy of her, and you are not qualified to like her. A toad cannot eat swan meat."
"And she is an engaged person. I don't want her to be judged by everyone."
Mother Song showed a strong momentum:
"She and Zheng Junqing will get married soon. If you disturb this marriage or cause other troubles, I won't let you go."
"Take a million and get the hell out of my daughter."
She would never allow others to ruin her daughter's marriage.
She also despised Ye Fan's street stall goods, thinking that her daughter was really out of her mind, could she even like such a hanging thread?
The old woman in gray clothes behind her also had cold eyes, and she really didn't like Mark's indifferent attitude.
A loser pretends to be as cool and calm as a peerless master. Isn't this embarrassing?
"I'll say it one last time -"
Ye Fan looked at Mother Song and said, "Hongyan doesn't want to leave, no one can take her away."
Song's mother's eyes became more playful. At first she was worried that Mark would disrupt his marriage, but now she completely looked down on this person.
In her opinion, people who come from a humble background and start at a very low level but are self-righteous will never get ahead in their lives.
Mother Song sneered: "Young man, we are a terrifying existence that you don't know..."
"嚓——"
Before she could finish her words, Mark directly tore up the check.
"Ignorant boy, how dare you tear up Madam's check?"
The old woman in gray clothes was furious: "I don't know how high the sky is."
She felt more and more that the overestimating boy in front of her was a bit ridiculous!
She slapped Mark with one palm.
"call--"
Song Hongyan subconsciously shouted: "Grandma Xiong, no."
Mother Song held her daughter and watched Ye Fan being taught a lesson with cold eyes.
"Buzz——"
Ye Fan said nothing, his tiger body shook, his blood surged, and he kicked Granny Xiong.
Fast and hard.
Grandma Xiong's expression changed, and she moved her hands horizontally to block Mark's kick.
"boom--"
There was a loud sound, and the kick was so heavy that it was unspeakably heavy.
Grandma Xiong's knuckles hurt, she took six steps back and hit the corridor wall.
The tiles crackled into spider webs.
I was horrified.
