Chapter 162

"Ridiculous!"

"Nonsense!" Han Hai is also furious.

Han Yue sneered: "it's really picky. Don't forget who's blood your body is flowing!"

However, in the face of fury, Qiu Mu orange did not have any intention of changing his mind.

Old Mrs. Han was so angry that she didn't expect that Qiu Mucheng, who had always been a good girl in front of her, would disobey her meaning one day for the sake of a useless son-in-law?

When the scene was out of control, Han he, who had not spoken, said in a voice: "grandma, don't let them go. Sister came from Yunzhou, after all, is not a filial piety to you. What's more, today is a day of great joy. Don't be angry. Everything is going well with your family. "

Under Han he's persuasion, Mrs. Han finally loosened her mouth and did not drive Ye Fan away.

However, the whole Han family's antipathy to Ye Fan is undoubtedly extremely strong.

At this time, there was a roar of cars outside the old house of Han family.

Then, a man and a woman got off the car, carrying a lot of bags and then walked into the old house of the Han family.

"Come on

"Xiaoyu and Wenxuan are coming. Help me to meet her."

Seeing the visitors, the Han family immediately became boiling.

For a moment, old Mrs. Han, Han Hai, and Han he and other Han family all ran to the door with a smile on their faces to meet Han Yu and his wife.

"How are you, grandma?"

"Xiaoyu and I are here to celebrate your birthday."

"Long life to you!"

At the door came a handsome man's voice of congratulation. It was Han Yu's husband, the young master of the Mohist family, Mo Wenxuan.

Han's old lady laughed and said, "ha ha, Wen Xuan, you've seen the outside world. You've seen too much."

"What are you doing with all this stuff?"

"Too expensive!"

"It's OK when people come. There's no need to spend any more money."

"As long as you come in person, even if you buy me a few yuan a catty of tea, grandma will be satisfied."

"Ha ha ha ~"

old lady Han laughs, but she completely forgets that ye fan has just given up tea.

At this time, if it was not for seeing it with her own eyes, Ye Fan could hardly believe that old lady Han could be so kind and warm.

Looking at the audience in front of them, Han Yu and Mo Wenxuan, like the stars and the moon, are in the heart of Qiu Mu orange, but they are inexplicably sad.

The original smile, unknowingly will be dark down, the most beautiful face, also slowly low.

She is also the granddaughter of old lady Han, who is also two generations behind. However, the treatment of her and her cousin Han Yu is undoubtedly quite different.

Even if autumn Mu orange has been used to humble, used to ordinary, but when the pro body will this gap, the kind of loss, that kind of despised humiliation, still makes people very uncomfortable.

Ye Fan walks past from the back and comforts Qiu Mu Orange: "Mu orange, why envy? Believe me, before long, those who look down on you will regret it. "

Ye Fan's face is expressionless, but in the deep pupil, it is suffused with inexplicable light.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, dozens of luxury cars, but as if running like a race, running wildly.

Millions of luxury cars run on the dirt roads in the suburbs, but they bring dust all over the sky.

"Damn it, drive fast!"

"Overtake the cars ahead."

"Don't be robbed by Chen Ao."

"Mr. Chu is from Yunzhou. How can I be the first Li Er to support him?" In Audi, Li Er swears.