In the eyes of Mrs. Han, Ye Fan was originally a person of a foreign surname, and he was also a son-in-law who was looked down upon. Han Yue was her biological daughter, not to mention that Han Yue's son-in-law was the young head of the Mo family.

The Mo family in Jingzhou is a big family, both in business and political circles, and they have considerable connections.

Whether his grandson Han He can be promoted in the future may have to rely on Han Yue's son-in-law.

So, in today's situation, Old Lady Han naturally wants to protect Han Yue.

No matter whether what Ye Fan said is true or false, Old Mrs. Han would not let her daughter make a fool of herself.

As for his niece, he is just a country bumpkin with no ability and background. Old Mrs. Han would not care about his dignity.

Ye Fan is not a fool. From the time when Mrs. Han spoke just now, Ye Fan was already in a clear mind and could see everything.

He didn't argue anything anymore, nor did he say anything more. He just looked at Mrs. Han and smiled: "Grandma, you really know how close you are. Son-in-law, admire me!"

The word "admiration" Ye Fan bit it very heavily.

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you talk to the old lady in this way?"

"Qiu Mucheng, look at the good husband you marry and the good man you are looking for, you are simply too big or too young!"

Han Hai was immediately even more angry and scolded again.

At this time, Qiu Mucheng stood there with a pale face and a pretty face lowered, and he almost didn't dare to look at everyone's gaze.

Ye Fan walked over, looked at Qiu Mucheng, and laughed at himself: "Mucheng, maybe I really shouldn't have come today."

"I'm sorry, I've been humiliated again because of me."

"I'd better not stay here."

"You can celebrate grandma's birthday with peace of mind. No matter what, she is your grandma after all."

No one felt what kind of emotions Ye Fan had in his low words.

Then, he stopped staying, looked back at Han Yue and others who were gloating and smiling, and turned around and walked outside the Han family.

"Good leave!"

"This kind of person is not worthy of entering my Han family." Han Yue smiled sarcastically.

Han Hai also snorted coldly, then looked at Qiu Mucheng: "Mucheng, now you should give up on him. After the birthday party, divorce him. My uncle will find you a better home."

Old Mrs. Han also nodded: "Mu Cheng, listen to your uncle. Your uncle won't harm you."

"This Ye Fan, he is not worthy of you, nor is he worthy of my Han family's granddaughter."

The Han family was talking, and they all belittled Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, just walked, no one knew how lonely Ye Fan's back was at this moment.

Qiu Mucheng stood there quietly, listening to Ye Fan's steps and the Han family's reprimand, but he was silent.

However, suddenly, Qiu Mucheng looked up quietly, and then in everyone's panic gaze, the most beautiful girl in the Han family turned around quietly, and her slender jade arms grabbed Ye Fan's hand without hesitation.

Ye Fan was stunned and turned around to look at Qiu Mucheng's red eyes.

"Ye Fan, if I didn't let you go, you wouldn't be allowed to leave!"

Beitie bit her red lips lightly, but Qiu Mucheng shouted loudly at Ye Fan.

Under such circumstances, no one knows how much pressure Qiu Mucheng faces and how much courage it takes to say these words.

Afterwards, Qiu Mucheng looked up stubbornly at his grandma, Han Hai and others: "Grandma, Ye Fan just ran into his aunt, and I apologized to him on behalf of him. But Ye Fan finally came to celebrate his grandma's birthday with me today. If his grandma insisted on driving him away, then Mu Cheng would have to accompany him to leave."

Qiu Mucheng's words were firm, but they were loud and loud.

When the old lady Han heard this, she was so angry that she trembled all over: "Mu Cheng, are you threatening grandma?"

"absurd!"

"Nothing!" Han Hai was also furious.

Han Yue even sneered: "It's really a traitor. Don't forget, whose blood is shedding your body!"

However, facing the angry rebuke, Qiu Mucheng had no intention of changing his mind.

Old Mrs. Han was so angry that her face turned pale. She never thought that Qiu Mucheng, who had always been a good girl in front of her, would one day disobey her wishes for a useless son-in-law?

Just when the scene was out of control, Han He, who had not spoken, said, "Grandma, don't let them go. My sister came from Yunzhou. After all, it's not filial to you. Besides, today is a happy day. Don't get angry, family harmony will be prosperous."

Under Han He's persuasion, Old Mrs. Han finally let go and did not drive Ye Fan away.

However, the entire Han family was undoubtedly particularly disgusted with Ye Fan.

At this time, a roar of cars suddenly came from outside the Han family's old house.

Immediately afterwards, a man and a woman got out of the car, and carried a bunch of bags and then walked into the Han family's old house.

"quick!"

"Xiaoyu and Wenxuan are here, help me to greet you."

When the Han family saw the visitor, they were immediately excited.

For a moment, the old lady Han, Han Hai, Han He and other Han family all ran to the door with a smile on their faces to welcome Han Yu and his wife.

"Grandma, are you in good health?"

"Xiaoyu and I are here to celebrate your birthday."

"I wish you a hundred years of life!"

A handsome man's congratulation came from the door, which was Han Yu's husband, Mo Wenxuan, the young head of the Mo family.

Old Mrs. Han smiled so hard that she couldn't stop: "Haha, Wenxuan, I'm so arrogant."

"What are you doing with so many things?"

“It’s too expensive!”

"Just as soon as people come, there is no need to spend more money."

"As long as you arrive in person, even if you buy me a few dollars a pound of tea, grandma will be content."

“Hahaha~”

Old Mrs. Han laughed, but completely forgot about the perfunctory thing that just now despised Ye Fan for sending tea.

At this time, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ye Fan would have almost no idea. It turned out that Mrs. Han could have been so kind and enthusiastic.

Looking at the Han Yu and Mo Wenxuan who were greeted by everyone in front of him, like stars holding the moon, Qiu Mucheng felt inexplicably sad.

The original smile faded unknowingly, and his pretty face slowly lowered.

They are both the granddaughter of Mrs. Han and are two generations apart, but the treatment of her cousin Han Yu is undoubtedly a world of difference.

Even if Qiu Mucheng has become accustomed to humility and ordinary, when she experiences this gap personally, the loss and humiliation of being looked down upon are still very uncomfortable.

Ye Fan walked over from behind and comforted Qiu Mucheng: "Mucheng, why envy Mucheng? Believe me, those who look down on you will regret it soon."

Ye Fan had no expression on his face, but his deep pupils were filled with inexplicable light.

At the same time, dozens of luxury cars were running like a race, running wildly.

Millions of luxury cars ran on the dirt road in the suburbs, but they brought dust all over the sky.

"Damn it, drive quickly!"

"Overwhelm the cars in front."

"Don't be snatched by that guy Chen Ao first!"
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