The slap was crisp and loud, causing Ye Fan to instantly add five fingerprints to his face.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while.

For the past six months, he has always been the only one who slapped others in the face, and no one dared to touch him any more.

So he looked at Ling Anxiu very depressedly.

"Ye Fan, you bastard, it doesn't matter if you die, and it doesn't matter if we are killed by you!"

Ling Anxiu grabbed the miscellaneous items around her and smashed them at Ye Fan: "But why did you pull us parents?"

"Don't you know who Jin Daya is?"

"If you play with him like this, our whole family and parents will be in trouble."

"Do you think I will believe you, a domestic violence gambler, really knows what kind of medical skills?"

"You can't deceive me, let alone Jin Daya."

"My parents are already pitiful enough because I was reduced to being a marginal figure in the Ling family. Do you still have to bring them bad luck and danger?"

"You're so bad!"

Ling Anxiu shouted hysterically, tears falling like rain, and indescribable despair.

It is not enough to harm others, wife and daughter, and it also implicates the elderly. It is not a big deal.

As for the disease that Ye Fan said to Jin Daya, Ling Anxiu didn't believe a single word. How could a violent maniac who was addicted to gambling and life have the ability to treat people?

This is just a blind cat who ran into a dead mouse and fooled Jin Daya.

The consequence of fooling must be far higher than the revenge of one million IOUs.

She was determined to die and worried about her parents, and her mind was blank and she wished she could die with Ye Fan.

Seeing Ling Anxiu so sad, Feifei also hugged her and started crying.

Your uncle, I am not your husband, not your husband! Ye Fan covered his face to avoid miscellaneous items, and he still roared in his heart, I am not Ye Fan, roar.

But he finally held back his temper and knew that Ling Anxiu could not blame her for being angry. Ye Fan was so muddy.

The damage caused her to become a frightened bird.

"An Xiu, I'm sorry, I've made you worried."

"Just please rest assured, we will not be in trouble, and your parents will not be in trouble."

"I promise that we will not only survive this disaster, but also have a better future."

Ye Fan was very sincere: "Please give me a chance."

"I'll give you a chance, but are there fewer chances?

Have you cherished it once?"

Ling Anxiu pointed to the balcony and screamed in grief: "Have you cherished it once?"

"You want me to trust you again, jump from here."

She vented her emotions: "I will believe you after jumping down!"

Ye Fan rushed to the balcony without hesitation.

He glanced outside, turned around and walked into the kitchen: "I'll cook for you..." The house was on the seventh floor, and it was too dangerous to jump down. Moreover, he was not Ye Fan, so there was no need to jump to this floor to get Ling Anxiu's forgiveness.

So Ye Fan decided to make a meal to ease the relationship between the two parties.

Of course, the most important point is that Feifei hasn't eaten yet.

"Haha, cooking..." Ling Anxiu burst into tears again when she saw this, and the man would bluff.

Where can anyone who doesn’t even know how to cut vegetables make some food?

However, the sound of cutting vegetables and the sound of hot oil falling into the pot from the kitchen made Ling Anxiu's expression stunned.

Ye Feifei also subconsciously looked up at the kitchen, and gently sniffed the aroma of the food with her nose.

Not long after, Ye Fan walked out, holding two bowls of fried rice in his hand.

"An Xiu, Feifei, come and have a meal."

Ye Fan put the fried rice on the table and greeted the mother and daughter for dinner.

There was nothing left at home, only half a pot of rice, an egg, a handful of leeks, a small bottle of oil, and half a pack of salt.

Even the dishes couldn't be fried, so Ye Fan had to stir-fry the rice.

And it's only enough for two people.

Looking at the two bowls of fried rice, Ye Feifei swallowed her saliva, her stomach rumbling, but she quickly lowered her head.

She was worried that Ye Fan would slap herself again.

Ling Anxiu was also surprised, but she didn't expect Ye Fan to really cook a meal.

"Well, you eat slowly, I'll go downstairs and throw some garbage."

When Ye Fan saw that the mother and daughter were not moving, he knew that they were still afraid of him, so he found an excuse: "If there is anything, or if the creditor comes to the door, just call me."

"I'm downstairs and come up anytime."

Then, Ye Fan turned around and returned to the kitchen, filled the kitchen waste, and poured half of the bag of rat medicine found into the toilet and flushed it away.

He carefully checked that there was no other poison in the kitchen before turning around and leaving.

"Bang--" Seeing Ye Fan close the door and leave, Ling Anxiu felt a trance again and felt that the man had changed.

Then she struggled with her daughter and took her to the dining table for dinner.

"Feifei, if you eat, if it's not delicious, you'll spit it out immediately. Mom will buy instant noodles for you later."

Ling Anxiu didn't want to believe that a lazy guy could make any delicious meals.

Ye Feifei nodded obediently, picked up her chopsticks and ate a bite of fried rice.

"Mom, this fried rice is so delicious."

With just one bite, Ye Feifei shouted happily: "It's better than meat."

Ling Anxiu was stunned and didn't believe it. She picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites.

Soon, she discovered that Feifei was not lying, and the fried rice was really delicious.

Before she knew it, she ate half a bowl.

This man really has cooking skills.

Ling Anxiu affirmed Ye Fan's ability, and then felt wronged again.

Ye Fan clearly has a good cooking skills, but he has never cooked a meal before today. It was all made by her and her daughter.

I was making this fried rice today, and I was afraid I would deliberately slap her in the face.

What kind of man is this, without any sense of responsibility?

Thinking of this, she felt a little sad again... "Let it blow, the strong wind blow, the strong wind blow, and the constant blow--" At this time, Ye Fan was humming a song and walking to a secluded corner with his mobile phone that was catching wind.

After checking that there was no eavesdropping device, he called out a well-known phone number.

The phone call was quickly answered, and Ye Fan shouted excitedly: "Wife, I am Ye Fan!"

The other end of the phone was quiet at first, and then Song Hongyan was ecstatic: "Husband, is it you?"

Is it really you?"

"What happened to the passenger ship, are you okay?"

"I'm so scared. I'm thinking that there's no news about you today, I'm going to fly to Hengcheng."

Song Hongyan cried with a smile: "What happened that night?"

"I'm fine, unscathed."

Ye Fan took a photo of himself and sent it to Song Hongyan, and then briefly described what happened to the passenger ship.

Finally, his tone was filled with an indescribable helplessness: "I came to Hengcheng, and I was slapped before I even had a slap in the face."

Ye Fan rubbed his cheeks that were still painful.

"Hahaha, a gambler who looks like you jumped into the sea and committed suicide."

After listening to Ye Fan's depressed story, Song Hongyan's originally worried mood turned into a laugh: "Then you replaced him by chance, and was taken home by his wife and daughter?"

“It’s so funny.”

"If you didn't tell me yourself, I would have thought it was making up stories."

"But this is not a bad thing. You have a legal cover-up to facilitate your walking in Hengcheng."

Song Hongyan can always peek at opportunities in a bunch of dangerous or bad things.

"What do I want to hide my identity? Please ask Chen Dongxing to contact me as soon as possible and get me a cell phone and cash."

Ye Fan rubbed his painful head: "After I cure Ye Feifei, I will leave some money for them and get out."
To be continued...