The anger of the old man Huo had not disappeared when he returned home. Old Qiao, an old thing, had to die by himself, but he wanted to push him back. It was really annoying to him.
"Grandpa, how is Grandpa Qiao?" Huo Jingyan asked with some confusion when he saw him come back angrily.
Elder Huo looked at him and sighed: "Don't mention him to me, you can't die."
Huo Jingyan's eyes flickered slightly, making Grandpa so angry, thinking something must have happened.
Elder Huo took two steps and turned around again: "Jing Yan, except for Zhi Yan, I will not interact with people from the Qiao family, especially women from the Qiao family."
Huo Jingyan looked at him suspiciously.
"Oh." Elder Huo thought for a while, and he told Elder Qiao's plan, just to beware of what might happen to Qiao's house.
After listening, Huo Jingyan sneered: "Grandpa Qiao is really getting confused as he gets older. Qiao Zhiyan is just missing now. He can't wait. Qiao Zhiyan is too miserable."
Although the big families of them didn't say it clearly, they were very tacitly aware that they never had the idea of marrying. He didn't expect that Father Qiao would do it for the Qiao family.
Elder Huo didn't understand, but he still felt a little sad and distressed.
"Jing Yan, don’t worry. Although your grandfather is old, he won’t be confused. Although at the beginning, he left Xiao Fan because he believed the master’s words. As long as you two feel good, grandpa will support you. Xiao Fan is a man. Good boy, you must not let her down."
This is the first time Mr. Huo expresses his joy and supports them.
Suddenly something was surging in Huo Jingyan's heart, and he firmly said, "My grandfather."
…
Ye Fan arrived in the laboratory, just changed his white coat, put on his gloves and was about to go to Lao Lu. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a strange and familiar figure from the back.
"Grandpa Lu..." Except for this man, Mr. Lu was not inside.
The man slowly turned around, wearing a mask with a pair of smiling eyes, but it gave people a gloomy feeling. When he looked over, the light tails of his eyes were evil and open.
Ye Fan was subconsciously wary: "Why are you here?"
Mo Wenlang pulled down the mask, revealing a Qingjun face, and an unexplained smile evoked at the corners of his lips: "Are you surprised? Surprised or surprised?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes to himself and turned to leave.
Mo Wenlang grabbed her: "Xiao Qi, I am your brother Lang, how can you forget me alone?"
Ye Fan broke free of his restraint, ignoring the word "dudu", with a blank face: "Sorry, I really don't know you."
Although he could call her nickname, she was pretty sure that Mo Wenlang was not in her mind.
Mo Wenlang stared at her for a long time, saw that she didn't seem to be lying, and spread his hands: "It doesn't matter if you forget it, it's fine if we meet again."
Ye Fan didn't speak, he blocked the door and didn't give way.
"Aren't you curious why I am here?" Mo Wenlang said to himself: "Although I refused before, but I heard that you were there, so I agreed."
To put it bluntly, he came because of her.
Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became cold, and even though she didn't speak, Mo Wenlang also noticed what she was thinking.
"Little Fanfan, even if you don't believe in my character, you shouldn't doubt your grandfather Lu. He is old and has limited energy. If I don't participate, the sick young man can live for another year at most."
Ye Fan's pupils shrank, and a touch of pain appeared in her heart, but she still didn't believe him: "Are you really willing to help him?"
Mo Wenlang suddenly leaned over, a flash of enthusiasm flashed past her eyes, staying in her ears for a moment, and sniffing hard.
"You beg me, I'll help him."
His voice is low, but with a certain temptation.
Ye Fan clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth: "How sure are you?"
Mo Wenlang laughed softly: "Plus your Grandpa Lu, it's seven to eight points!"
enough.
Ye Fan closed his eyes, then opened his eyes and said: "I beg you to help Huo Jingyan."
Mo Wenlang had a look of astonishment in his eyes, but he quickly concealed the past.
Mo Wenlang retired, face to face with Ye Fan, a little embarrassed on the face: "I want to help him, but I can't think of why I want to help him. After all, this kind of thing is thankless, you know, I told you He is at odds, if he gets better, then he turns to deal with me, then I am not going to kill myself."
Ye Fan said: "No, he is not that kind of person."
Mo Wenlang smiled: "That's because you believe him, but I don't believe it, unless you give me a reason to help him."
Ye Fan: "..."
At this time, Ye Fan would be too stupid if he didn't know that he was playing tricks on himself.
Reaching out to push him away, but didn't push, he grabbed his wrist instead, Mo Wenlang smiled evilly: "If you want to please me, maybe I will agree as soon as I am happy."
Ye Fan's expression was ugly when he heard the words, and he raised his other hand and slapped him without hesitation.
A crisp applause fell on Mo Wenlang's face, and Ye Fan glared at him: "You let go."
Mo Wenlang was beaten and turned his face slightly, but he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and licked the corner of his lower lip: "You really don't think about it?"
When Ye Fan wanted to hit him again, Mo Wenlang grabbed him.
He grabbed both hands, Ye Fan frowned, raised his foot and kicked it hard.
Although she didn't get the kick, Mo Wenlang let her go.
Ye Fan lifted his chin and said indifferently: "Why should I consider? Anyway, I am alone. If Huo Jingyan is really gone, I will go with him."
She didn't say this on impulse, nor did she deliberately want to tell him, but for so long, she had really seriously considered this issue.
She didn't know if she could bear it. Huo Jingyan would leave her in the end. If she couldn't bear it, she would die, and it wouldn't be a big deal.
Mo Wenlang did not expect that she would be so decisive, and when he reacted, Ye Fan had already left.
He lowered his head, rubbed the corners of the beaten lips with his fingers, and suddenly let out a low smile: "Is that sickness so important?"
Not reconciled!
He thinks he is no worse than the sick seed, and obviously that sick seed is not good to her, but why should he care so much
It's... so jealous!
Ye Fan returned to her desk and stared at her mobile phone absently. At this moment, she suddenly missed Huo Jingyan.
She pressed the phone and the screen turned on. Inside was a photo of her and Huo Jingyan. It was a photo of the two of them under the covers before they got up in the morning. The two of them had their faces close to each other, smiling brightly, and they were very happy at first glance. Kind.
Looking at it, Ye Fan laughed unconsciously.
Suddenly a phone call came in, it was an unfamiliar number.
Ye Fan thought about it for a while or took it: "Hello?"
"Fanfan... Fanfan... can you hear it? I don't know where it is. My sixth uncle was hurt very badly and shed a lot of blood..."
The other party seemed to have a bad signal, and the panicked voice came into Ye Fan's ears intermittently.