"I asked you to apologize, did you hear me?" Ye Fei increases his strength again. Wang Xuemei can't help crying out: "let go of me, let go of me, you let go of me, my husband, help me, my husband!"
"Ye Fei, you should let go quickly. What she says is your aunt. Let go!"
Seeing Wang Xuemei's strange screams, her face changed. Although Ye Weiwei felt very happy, she was afraid of something really wrong, so she quietly pulled Ye Fei's sleeve and let him go. But ye Fei didn't know what was wrong with her. She didn't move at all. She just insisted: "I'm sorry!"
Wang Xuemei insisted proudly. From her face, ye Weiwei could see that if she didn't apologize, the hand might be broken. Ye Fei's uncle could only urge him anxiously: "apologize quickly, hurry up, and ye Fei. Let go. Don't really break your aunt's hand."
"I'm sorry -" Wang Xuemei's hand hurt so much that she finally succumbed to Ye Fei's strong demand and apologized.
But ye Fei still hasn't finished: "I can't hear you clearly, say again." He added his strength again. Wang Xuemei made a strange cry and could only apologize, "I'm sorry, let me go, let me go!"
Ye Fei snorts coldly and pushes people forward. Wang Xuemei stumbles and almost falls down. At last, she can stand still, but she is angry: "Ye Fei, you --"
Ye Fei's face, cold and pressing: "how about me? I have no relationship with you until you come to buy your beak. You are the one who goes out. Go out."
"You -" Wang Xuemei couldn't say anything.
Ye Zhiming is still begging: "Ye Fei, we are a family, I am your uncle, do you really want to die?"
"Why do I want to save you? How did you treat me when my parents died? In these years, you have taken over my parents' heritage. When I come to this point, am I not benevolent enough?"
"What do you mean that we take over your parents' heritage? You should be clear!" Wang Xuemei is indomitable. Her face is angry and her eyes are splitting.
Ye Fei looked at her with a sneer: "isn't it? Leave some face for yourself. Do I have to make my words clear?"
"It's all this little bitch who is doing you a favor, isn't it? Now that the wings are hard, they won't let us look inside." Wang Xuemei thought that ye Fei suddenly did this to them, because ye Weiwei, so she aimed the gun at Ye Weiwei, merciless.
When ye Weiwei heard this, she suddenly opened her eyes. This aunt really likes nonsense: "if I was a little bitch, what are you, big tail wolf? I said I don't welcome you. I still want to do what I want if I don't leave. I'll call the police if I don't leave! "
"It's such an unfair bitch. Do you have a voice here?"
Ye Weiwei is angry. Unexpectedly, ye Fei suddenly grabs her shoulder, pulls her to his side, and says to Wang Xuemei, "Miss Wang, you can hear clearly that she is not a little bitch. She is the woman of Ye Fei. She is the mistress of Ye Fei's so many properties. Don't you want to ask for a million? No problem. As long as my woman agrees, I will give you ten million yuan."
He is so loud, so understatement, but let Ye Weiwei stand on one side completely silly eyes.
Does he know what he's talking about.
Wang Xuemei and ye Zhiming listen, but also have eyes, a face of disbelief.
Ye Fei waved with a big hand: "OK, my woman doesn't agree, so hurry up and don't get in the way here."
Wang Xuemei wants to say something more, but ye Zhiming feels that it's humiliating to say anything more, so she directly pulls her away.
After they left, the ward was quiet for a moment, and even the air seemed to be clear.
Ye Fei's hand was still on Ye Weiwei's shoulder. As soon as they left, his body suddenly shook. Ye Weiwei immediately helped him and said, "how are you? Are you ok?"
Ye Fei shook his head.
"Let me help you to bed first."
Ye Weiwei helps Ye Fei back to bed, and there is always a slight ironic smile on his lips. Ye Weiwei says, "you don't have to laugh. It doesn't matter. I won't laugh at you."
He smiled, just to cover up his inner frailty. In fact, from ye Fei's attitude towards them, ye Weiwei saw: "although they are so kind to you, you still care about them."
Otherwise, according to Ye Fei's character, how could Wang Xuemei be allowed to tell him what to do, but not drive people out.
Ye Fei has no family, so he is eager to have a family. Even if these family talk to him viciously, even if he looks so fierce on the surface, he can't cover up his inner desire. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say the word roll to them, but always let them go, which can be seen.
Ye Weiwei suddenly loves him very much. How lonely he must be to allow such a family to exist.
"Ye Fei, what you just said, is it true?"
"What?"
"Do you and I pretend to be stupid?"Ye Fei looked at her and raised his eyebrows slightly. "You are my woman?"
"No, it's true that they need my permission to ask for money?"
"Well, if the premise holds, the result holds."
As a result, ye Weiwei said, "yes, it's a deal."
Ye Fei is surprised to see her: "deal?"
"No, what should I say?"
"You should say, OK, I'd like to be your woman."
“…… Go to you! " Ye Weiwei immediately shakes her fist and greets Ye Fei.
Ye Fei dodged: "you murder your husband."
Huan shouts in her mouth, but she doesn't do anything with her hands. She lets Ye Weiwei fight. As a result, Lou Chen is standing at the door. It's not embarrassing to enter or retreat. She coughs and lets the two people who fight inside notice their existence.
When ye Weiwei saw him, she immediately closed her hand, but she unconsciously climbed to Ye Fei's bed. She was embarrassed and stepped back: "well, you talk, I'll go out and get some water first."
Lou Chen smiles with a meaningful face, and ye Weiwei runs away.
When she left, Lou Chen pointed to Ye Fei and said, "Hey, stop it. Don't say anything. The dog can't spit out ivory. I know what you want to say."
"Just know, so to speak, it's done?"
"That's, and you don't see who I am."
"Ha ha, it seems that I'm really worried for nothing. I heard that your vampire uncle and aunt came to you again. They came here after work. It seems that I'm still flirting with myself."
Ye Fei nodded shamelessly: "what you said is quite reasonable. Don't be wishful thinking to make a promise to me in the future. I, from today on, am also a man with a master of famous grass."
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