Saying she can, saying that Huo Jingyan just can't. She can tolerate him every bite, and if it weren't for him, she and Huo Jingyan wouldn't be like this.
After hanging up the phone, she sighed deeply.
Ye Fan hadn't thought of a solution to the relationship between her and Huo Jingyan until he arrived in the laboratory.
Take one step at a time!
Mo Wenlang, who was hung up, was covered in gauze on his face. He couldn't even see his facial features, but he gave a sneer: "The sick rice will be better than me."
I don't know what else came to mind, Mo Wenlang said overcastly: "Let's see how good the diseased seed is."
He deliberately said something vague and ambiguous before, and it was a man who would feel that he was green when he heard it, not to mention that this person was Huo Jingyan.
Perhaps it was the cause of illness. Huo Jingyan’s territorial awareness and *** are very strong. As long as it is his thing, if others touch it, either he will make others pay a painful price, or he will personally destroy the piece that was touched by others. Things, even if he likes it again.
Not long after, Mr. Lu called, and Mo Wenlang coldly curled his lips: "Uncle, I am injured now, so I won’t go to the laboratory for now. As for when I will go, I’m not sure, you too. Knowing that Huo Jingyan and I were born at odds, if you let me go, I won't be afraid of doing anything."
Even if he wants to go, he has to wait for someone to come to him.
…
Huo's old house.
Knowing that Ye Fan had gone to the laboratory, Huo Jingyan also specifically called the driver to confirm, but since then he has not taken the initiative to say a word.
Elder Huo said with some worry: "Jing Yan, I agree to ask Mo Wenlang to come back. Don't blame Xiao Fan, she also does it for your good."
Huo Jingyan's pupils dimmed, and the corners of his lips evoked a sneer arc, and the sentence "for you" seemed to be better than all.
"Why did Mo Wenlang keep it from me about Mo Wenlang in Ningcheng?" He also helped Ye Fan to keep it from him.
He couldn't figure it out.
Old man Huo's expression changed. He was not sure what reaction Mo Wenlang would have if he told Huo Jingyan that his life was saved, but he didn't dare to take any chances.
After all, Mo Wenlang is the person he hates most and hates most.
"Heh." Seeing that he didn't want to say, Huo Jingyan sneered: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell, I will check it myself anyway."
The words fell, got up and prepared to leave.
Elder Huo frowned, and suddenly said, "Di Fang is back and staying at Huajing Hotel."
After Xia Hanyi told him about this, he sent someone to investigate it, and it was confirmed.
Huo Jingyan paused, and Elder Huo continued: "I don't know what she wants to do this time, I just want to tell you if you want to see her..."
A look of disgust flashed in Huo Jingyan's eyes, and interrupted him in a cold voice: "It has nothing to do with me, I don't want to hear her name."
Elder Huo looked at his back and sighed a long, tired eyebrows, "Steward Xu, did you say I did something wrong?"
He didn't know that Huo Jingyan would care about Ye Fan so much. If he had known it earlier, he should have stopped Ye Fan and Mo Wenlang from making a deal.
Steward Xu said: "At that time, the situation was in a crisis, and everyone didn't want to. The young master just couldn't think about it for a while, I believe the young lady can.
Elder Huo said helplessly: "I hope so!"
After the words fell, the shrewd eyes flashed a cold light: "Send someone to stare at Di Fang and see what she wants to do when she comes back this time, and don't let her approach Jing Yan."
Steward Xu: "Yes."
Elder Huo narrowed his eyes dangerously: "How do I always feel that since Jing Yan came back, everything has come, first Qiao's family, then Mo Wenlang, and now even Di Fang is back to join in the fun."
He suspected that someone was behind the scenes.
…
Presidential Suite of Huajing Hotel.
Di Fang was wearing a bathrobe, with slightly curly long hair still moist, draped casually behind her, sitting on the sofa with her legs folded, she was slim, with a gentle temperament, and a delicate face. If it weren't for the fine lines on the corners of her eyes, she would have betrayed her. , She doesn't look like a woman in her forties at all.
His slender fingernails are painted red, he is holding a tall red wine glass, and his other hand is making a phone call.
"Don't worry, I will stay here for a few more days, and someone will definitely stare at me over there. I haven't been back for a long time, so I can just stroll around."
Not knowing what was said over there, Di Fang took a sip of the red wine and put down the glass: "Don't forget to put the money on my account. You need to know that you need money to go shopping."
When she hung up, Di Fang cursed secretly, really treating her as a foolish fool.
She got up and took a photo in front of the mirror, unbuttoned her bathrobe and looked at her body, Di Fang threw down her hair and smiled confidently.
As soon as I changed my clothes, I heard the phone ringing, it was a text message reminder, I thought it was the money.
Di Fang was about to go out, and the phone rang again, this time it was a phone call, but when he saw the word "Huo Qin" displayed on it, Di Fang sneered and picked it up.
…
Ye Fanwo was flipping through the book boringly on the sofa. Lao Lu didn't know where he heard about the cold war between her and Huo Jingyan, so he deliberately let her leave.
Suddenly stretched his arms around her waist, her voice was low, "What are you looking at?"
Ye Fan showed him the cover of the book: "Acupuncture."
Huo Jingyan just took a casual look, then rubbed her neck, kissed her ears, cheeks, and the corners of her lips, and finally blocked her lips altogether.
Ye Fan struggled and turned his head: "Huo Jingyan, let's talk."
Although she hadn't thought of the matter with Huo Jingyan, the situation was clearly wrong now.
Huo Jingyan uttered two words in the gap between kissing her: "Don't talk."
Ye Fan was forced to lift his chin, revealing his white neck, his soft black hair stabbed her a little, and his legs were a little soft.
But a deep sense of powerlessness and irritability emerged from the bottom of my heart: "Huo Jingyan, what exactly do you want to do?"
Huo Jingyan: "You."
Ye Fan: "..."
As soon as the conversation fell, Ye Fan was thrown onto the soft big bed...
I don't know how long it took, the room was full of charm, Ye Fan was lying on the bed weakly, she glanced at Huo Jingyan, and turned her back to him.
Huo Jingyan arrogantly pulled her over, hugged her strongly, and kissed her ears. His low voice was a bit noisy: "Say you like me, you only like me."
Ye Fan closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, thinking that since he didn't want to talk, she wouldn't talk about it.
Huo Jingyan urged her: "Say quickly."
Ye Fan was indifferent and full of fatigue.
But Huo Jingyan stubbornly insisted on letting her speak, and the hand under the quilt squeezed her body.
Ye Fan was a little ticklish, exclaimed, opened his eyes and stared at him coldly.
Huo Jingyan: "Quickly say you like me."
Ye Fan still stared at him coldly: "Since I don't believe it, I have to say something."
Huo Jingyan kissed the corner of her lips: "I believe it."
I will believe what you say.
Ye Fan sneered, turned around and ignored him.