My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Honestly speaking, I also feel that I have a lot of shortcomings, but with so many brothers trusting me, I can't let them down no matter what.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to pinch the woman's bare hand, and said: "Then you should have told me earlier, I can settle such a small matter for you."

Just at this moment, a rough voice came from outside.

"What kind of important guest is coming? Miss Ning, why don't you introduce us?"

A group of well-dressed men walked into the corridor. The one who spoke was a man in his fifties with a square face and thick eyebrows and a big nose. There was a trace of arrogance between his brows.

Amongst this group of people, surrounded by them was an old man wearing a grey overcoat. His hair was graying at the temples. He didn't seem to be anything special. However, his eyes were surprisingly bright and sharp.

"He's been in the Ning family for more than twenty years, and he's been ingrained deeply in the family. Therefore, apart from the family head, no one else is willing to put him in their eyes."

Ye Fan nodded. However, he didn't really care much about Zhao Jingshi. He was only a martial artist at the Xiantian Full Circle realm. He could only be domineering in an underground family.

There was a string of beads in Zhao Jingshi's hand. His gaze landed on Ye Fan and the group of Balfour Assassins behind him. He chuckled and said, "Miss Ning, are these the distinguished guests you've received?

You are the future Patriarch of our Ning family, how can you be so casual and invite a group of untouchable people in and even sit in the best box? "

Zhao Jingshi grinned, "Look at the clothes they're wearing. In total, not a single one of them has over 500 people. Don't you think it's embarrassing to have such a group of people sitting here?"

Ning Xuemo was too lazy to waste words with him. She turned to the old man and said, "Grandfather, you guys are tired of flying here. Why don't you go to the Wind Pavilion to rest first?"

The old master Ning Gu, who had been silent all this time, sized up Ye Fan and expressionlessly said, "This young man is the Ye Fan you spoke of, right?"

"It's him!" Ning Xuemo nodded.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, was very optimistic, and laughed out loud, "Sorry, Old Master, that son of yours really wants face. If he can't afford to lose, then there's nothing I can do about it."

The corners of Ning Gu's mouth twitched. "Heh heh, young and arrogant. Kid like you are either stupid or truly capable. I hope you're the latter."

The old man's words were very standard. He wasn't giving out orders, he was just asking, "How was it?" His meaning was very simple. If Master Zhao Jing didn't want to give in, then it would be up to him.

When Zhao Jingshi heard this, he smiled and said, "Patriarch, I'm willing, but the other old brothers aren't willing either. What the hell is this? We came all the way from Sichuan Province and heard that young miss's Purple Leaf Tea House can enjoy tea and appreciate the lake. How can we just give away this best room to a bunch of bumpkins?"

The core members of the Ning Family and the Blood Slaughter Hall also began to clamor, expressing their dissatisfaction and supporting Zhao Jingshi.

"Haha, Miss Ning, you haven't even become the head of the family, don't tell me you want to execute me, Old Zhao?

I know, this boyfriend of yours, Ye Fan, is very powerful. If you want him to deal with me, I, Old Zhao, will have to accept it. "

"You …" Ning Xuemo was constantly being stabbed at her heart, making her teeth itch in hatred. However, she couldn't really let Ye Fan deal with them, which would make it even more obvious that she was relying on a man and nothing else.

Fog Night stood up and said, "Sister Ning, we don't have to worry about anything. Your family members need to sit in this box, we'll just give it up. We'll do whatever we want to them wherever we go."

The group of killers also stood up, they really didn't care about this. They came here for Ye Fan, and they didn't really listen to what the people from the Ning family said.

Ye Fan also felt that there was no need to fight for this bit of face, so he said, "It's time to eat, let's go. I'll treat you guys to a meal, come back later."

As Ye Fan said this, he planned to take his people and leave, leaving Ning Xuemo to deal with the Ning Family.

Ning Xuemo felt really sorry for them. She could only say, "So it's like that. I'll send a car to take you guys out. Where are you going to eat?"

"No need, there are quite a few restaurants nearby. Ning'er, you go ahead and do what you need to do." Ye Fan said with a smile.

When Zhao Jing and the rest saw this, they all had complacent looks on their faces. They were certain of this. If Ning Zimo wanted to be the Patriarch, she had to maintain her relationship with these elders.

Zhao Jingshi said, "Miss Ning, it's better if you call someone to clean up. This box has a low-level scent. It'll only be so clean that the Patriarch can go in to take a seat."

"Zhao Jing Shi, don't go too far!" Ye Fan is magnanimous, so you should accept it. Do you really think he is afraid of you?! " Ning Xuemo could not bear to listen any longer.

"Haha, what a joke. I, Zhao, have been in the Ning family for more than twenty years. What kind of storm or storm have I not seen? Do you need him to give me a hand?!"

While he was talking, Zhao Jingshi happened to see a woman walk past in front of him. She was also one of Ye Fan's "friends" and couldn't help but say with an evil smile, "This girl looks pretty good. How old is she? Where are you from? "

As Zhao Jing said this, he reached out a hand to touch the bottom part of the woman's body.

Sun Qian was planning to leave calmly, but when Zhao Jing Shi stretched out his hand, her temperament instantly changed!

It was like a life reaping blade suddenly unsheathed as a cold light flashed. A sharp dagger appeared out of Sun Qian's hand out of nowhere. Her body spun at high speeds as the dagger drew out a white blade!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Zhao Jingshi gave a pitiful cry as blood spurted out from the wrist of his right hand. His other hand had been cut off! Chapter error, point this report (registered free)