Before he could even cry out, Huang Zhong had lost consciousness from the blow.
This scene frightened everybody in the bar.
The patrons and servers who were looking on from afar were all dumbfounded.
The long-haired beauty was especially overwhelmed by what she had just witnessed, and she could not help but stare at Ye Fan with wide-opened eyes.
Powerful!
Too powerful!
Watching the fight that had taken place earlier was like watching a scene from a movie.
She had never believed before that such an awesome person could be real, and would one day become her matchmaking partner.
As the saying goes, a true hero never brags and he who brags is not a true hero.
The long-haired beauty finally understood why the young man in front of her was wearing such low-key clothes. That was just how a truly elite person would behave. Also, a skillful person like him would never be in want of money.
She had heard before that a bodyguard working for one of the top tycoons of Great China could earn ten million per annum. And even if Ye Fan chose not to be a bodyguard, a person like him could work for the special forces and get really great benefits.
Perhaps, he was already making ten million per annum, as the bodyguard of some tycoon.
No wonder. No wonder he could remain calm when he heard me mention the half-a-million annual salary condition.
No wonder. No wonder he only smiled when I asked for a luxury car.
So, his skill was his backing.
When she reached that conclusion, the long-haired woman blushed in agitation. Ignoring the bruise on her face, she got up and chased after Ye Fan.
"Please don't go! If you will take me as your wife, I am willing to retract the conditions I have mentioned earlier."
"Ai~Please don't go~"
"I want you to be my husband-"
The long-haired woman yelled after Ye Fan, but the server in the bar reminded her that her target was a married man.
"So what if he is a married man? I can be his mistress. He is very skilled so he probably makes a lot of money-"
With a snobbish look on her face, the longhaired woman continued to yell after Ye Fan. But the latter ignored her and quickly vanished into the night. The woman was filled with regret. If only her tongue had not been so vile. And if only she had treated Ye Fan a little better.
"What?¹
"You are still hanging around the bus stop?"
"Oh my god! What have you been doing? Do you need me to pick you up?" Qiu Mu-Cheng's annoyed voice came through from the other end of the line.
Ye Fan turned down the offer and told his wife to just send the location to his phone. He would make his own way there.
And very soon, Ye Fan reached the address. Qiu Mu-Cheng came down to receive him and, right away, she asked, "Where is my milk?"
Ye Fan glanced at Qiu Mu-Cheng's chest and said, "In your breasts?"
It took Qiu Mu-Cheng a while before she understood the meaning behind her husband's words. And then, she blushed in anger right away. "Ye Fan, stop being so damn cheeky!"
"Where is the carton of milk I brought for my grandmother?" Qiu Mu-Cheng asked angrily.
And so, Ye Fan had no choice but to smile wryly and explain how he had been robbed on the way to her place. The robbery, he explained, was also the reason why he had arrived late.
"I don't know what to say to you anymore!"
"How could a grown man like you get robbed?"
Qiu Mu-Cheng screwed up her face in anger and said, "Why did I ever marry you?"
She thought that her husband was such a bungler.
"Perhaps you married me for my good looks," Ye Fan replied in a whisper.
"What did you say?" His wife turned and glared at him.
"Nothing, I said 'I am sorry'." Ye Fan knew it was his fault so he owned up and apologized for his mistake.
"That's enough. We will buy the milk later.
Let us go meet my uncles and aunts." Qiu Mu-Cheng did not continue to blame Ye Fan, and brought him upstairs.
In the apartment, their aunt was still making dinner. Just then, Sun Yu-Hao was sitting on the sofa and chatting with a middle-aged man. They were watching a TV show as they chatted away.
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