"Hey~"

"Why do you think I, Han Li, am so unlucky?"

"My husband doesn't live up to expectations, and this son-in-law is also a loser."

"Look at my fourth son-in-law, he is rich and talented, and look at ours, he is worse than a dog!"

Qiu Mucheng had already left for work, and Ye Fan was still in the kitchen washing dishes.

However, Han Li and Qiu Lei were still in the living room, cursing unabashedly.

Han Li seemed to be scolding Ye Fan on purpose. When she said these words, she turned back and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

She thought that Mark would say something, but there was silence in the kitchen, only the sound of rushing water.

"Qiu Lei, look at this trash in our family."

"You said he didn't even fart for a long time?"

"Why is there such a useless person in the world?"

"Just wait, at tomorrow's birthday party, our family will be completely disgraced by this idiot!"

"Did our Mucheng suffer eight lifetimes of bad luck to end up with such a good-for-nothing husband?"

"Hey, mud can't hold up the wall. If you don't live up to your expectations, what can you do?"

The couple was talking to each other, and their unpleasant voices filled the whole room.

In the kitchen, Ye Fan was still washing the dishes.

Listening to the harsh curses outside, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

In the end, Ye Fan couldn't bear it anymore.

A snap~

The iron basin in his hand was immediately thrown to the ground by Ye Fan.

Bang bang~

As the iron basin rolled, Ye Fan's deep and angry voice suddenly sounded.

"Can you shut up!"

The sound is like muffled thunder.

Ye Fan, who had been depressed for three years, felt like a wake-up call.

Han Li, Qiulei and his wife were stunned on the spot, and the sound of the iron basin hitting the ground was so frightening that Han Li's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

"You...you dare to yell at us?"

"You still dare to throw a basin?"

"You loser, you are so brave!"

"I've raised you for free for three years. Now that your wings are hardened, you dare to contradict us?"

Han Li was almost furious.

The whole person was shocked and angry.

What is shocking is that the cowardly son-in-law, who has always been submissive, dares to disobey her mother-in-law's majesty?

What makes her angry is that a loser dares to disrespect her?!

"You still dare to show your face to us?"

"Why, was what I just said wrong?"

"After three years of marriage, how much humiliation has our family Mucheng suffered because of you?"

"At the birthday party that year, Mucheng was ridiculed by everyone in the Qiu family because of you, and our whole family was disgraced because of you."

"You're such a loser, how dare you get angry at us?"

"If you have the ability, let Mucheng truly shine because of you at tomorrow's birthday party!"

Han Li cursed angrily, her old face almost turning the color of pig liver with anger.

Last night at the Qiu family's old house, she saw Ye Fan start the sports car. At that time, Han Li thought that their family was about to have a good time, and that they would be prosperous from now on.

But after asking Mucheng this morning, I found out that the car was just rented by this trash!

The scenery last night was just fake.

After knowing this, Han Li undoubtedly became even more disgusted with Mark.

However, facing Han Li's anger, Ye Fan remained expressionless and replied coldly: "Mucheng is my wife, and I will give him glory for the rest of my life!"

"No need for you to talk too much here?"

After the words fell, Ye Fan immediately turned around, opened the door and left.

Behind them, only the angry voices of Han Li and his wife echoed.

After leaving, Ye Fan didn't return all night.

But in the evening, Qiu Mucheng received a WeChat message from Ye Fan.

"Mucheng, I'm going to prepare gifts. I'll be back before grandpa's birthday party."

"Don't worry about it."

One night passed quickly.

The next day, the Qiu family's old house was bustling with activity.

"Hey, isn't this the third sister?"

"Why are you here on an electric bike?"

"Where's the Maserati sports car your husband gave you?"

At the door of the old house, Qiu Mucheng and his family had just arrived when a strange and sinister voice came from behind them.

I saw Qiu Muying and Chu Wenfei, a couple, dressed in fancy clothes, getting out of the BMW.

"Heh, can a loser like Mark Ye afford a sports car?"

"It must be rented."

"Now that the lease term is up, naturally we can't open it."

The couple sang together, but they were talking sarcastically.

The old couple, Han Li, were blushing and ashamed. They secretly cursed Ye Fan for that idiot. They might gain temporary fame by pretending to be fat, but they would undoubtedly make their family even more miserable in the future.

"Um?"

"Third sister, where is your husband who comes to visit you?"

"Grandpa celebrates his birthday today. He won't be afraid of being embarrassed and won't come, right?"

"That's right. He's a loser. He's so embarrassed when he comes here. He has no face to see anyone."

"However, if your grandson-in-law doesn't come, I'll watch for a while. How will you explain to grandpa?" Qiu Muying sneered coldly, then took Chu Wenfei's arm and walked into the house.

Qiu Mucheng's family is still waiting.

"Mu Cheng, don't wait any longer."

"That loser doesn't dare to come because he's afraid of being embarrassed."

"How can such a waste be a man? He has no sense of responsibility at all." Han Li shook her head and then pulled Qiu Mucheng in.

Qiu Mucheng glanced into the distance again, but still couldn't see Ye Fan.

Qiu Mucheng didn't wait any longer, just took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the old house.

But the moment she turned around, she was undoubtedly completely disappointed with Mark.

"Mu Cheng, I'm sorry, I'm late."

However, at this moment, a call came from the distance.

Qiu Mucheng suddenly turned around and saw Ye Fan, holding a red plastic bag and running over in rapid strides.

"Well, just come."

Qiu Mucheng nodded slightly, his expression still cold.

But when his eyes fell on the red inferior plastic bag in Ye Fan's hand, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "Is this the gift you and grandpa prepared?"

Ye Fan nodded.

But Qiu Mucheng's face turned completely ugly, and there was anger in her tone: "You have been preparing for one day, and you have prepared this?"

"What good things can be contained in a broken plastic band?"

Qiu Mucheng was helpless for a while.

He thought that Mark would give her a surprise this time, but now it seemed that he looked down upon him after all.
To be continued...