The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4290
by“Boom!”
Facing Song Jingzhe’s attack, Ye Fan didn’t waste any time and kicked him out.
With a bang, Ye Fan kicked Song Jingzhe in a counterattack, causing Song Jingzhe to take a few steps back.
Nangong Zhixia shouted weakly: “Stop fighting, Mr. Ye… He is a friend of mine, his name is Song Jingzhe, he saved me just now.”
Her tone was tense, and she still held Ye Fan’s arm tightly. Ye Fan beat the other party to death. After all, the other party had just helped, so it was embarrassing to beat him to death.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: “Friend? Okay, I’ll give you face and spare his life.”
Song Jingzhe twitched the corners of her mouth a few times, shook her fingers slightly, stared at Ye Fan and shouted: “Who are you?”
Amid the roar, more than a dozen elite members of the Song family stepped forward, staring at Ye Fan with murderous intent, and would attack him whenever anything went wrong.
At the same time, the remaining dozen or so Song bodyguards were keeping a vigilant eye on Glinton and the injured men.
Nangong Zhixia held on to her remaining sanity and spoke to Song Jingzhe: “Don’t do anything, this is my master…”
Song Jingzhe’s eyes flashed with a hint of coldness: “Master? Zhixia, you said he is your master?”
Obviously, Nangong Zhixia’s recognition of Mark as his master subverted his cognition.
Nangong Zhixia didn’t hide anything and slightly opened her red lips: “Yes, he is my master, the master who can decide my life and death. Don’t provoke me…”
Ye Fan nodded slightly and squeezed the woman, very satisfied. The woman was so frank and deserved his support.
Song Jingzhe’s face became even more ugly: “Zhixia, do you know what you are talking about? How can you, such a proud person, say such despicable words?”
Song Jingzhe was not only angry, but also unspeakably jealous. He was familiar with Nangong Zhixia’s style and temper, and knew that she was an extremely arrogant person.
It was even difficult for him to fall into Nangong Zhixia’s eyes at the beginning. In theory, it was even less likely for ordinary men to fall in love with Nangong Zhixia.
But now, Nangong Zhixia not only lacks the arrogance of the past, but also claims to be Mark’s maid, which makes him feel unspeakably aggrieved.
How can Ye Fanhe De be the master of Nangong Zhixia?
Nangong Zhixia didn’t care about Song Jingzhe’s anger at all, and gasped slightly and said:
“How I do things…it’s not your turn to teach me…and you can’t be rude to my master…”
“You helped me tonight, so I owe you a favor. If I have a chance in the future, I will repay you twice as much!”
Nangong Zhixia reminded: “But favor is favor and respect is respect. If you are disrespectful to my master, then I will also be rude to you!”
Ye Fan nodded again and pinched the woman twice with his fingers to show his approval.
Nangong Zhixia felt the heat of Ye Fan’s fingertips, her pretty face became even redder, and a series of familiar Japanese words came to her mouth.
“You!”
Song Jingzhe, who had always been furious, felt even more aggrieved when Nangong Zhixia blocked him.
He thought that even if Nangong Zhixia didn’t kneel down and lick him, Nangong Zhixia should appreciate his bastard spirit after his heroic efforts to save the beauty and kill everyone.
Unexpectedly, not only did she not look at him obsessively, but she also warned him for Mark, which made him a little uncomfortable and confused.
Ye Fan looked thin and weak, with no charisma. Even Nangong Zhixia was almost humiliated tonight, but Ye Fan didn’t show up in time to save her.
This made him confused. How could Nangong Zhixia fall in love with Ye Fan, who had no merits?
“Mr. Song!”
Just when Song Jingzhe’s gaze on Ye Fan became fierce, a woman with gold-rimmed glasses came forward and whispered a few words into Song Jingzhe’s ear.
Song Jingzhe was startled at first, and then suddenly realized: “Zhixia is like this now because her mind has been confused by drugs…”
Having said this, Song Jingzhe stretched out his hand to Ye Fan and looked at the attractive curves of Nangong Zhixia with ardent eyes:
“Sir, Zhixia was drugged by a bad guy. He lost control of his mind and body, so he became gibbering.”
“I happen to know a little bit about medical skills. Can you please give Zhixia to me to check?”
“Otherwise, if something happens to Zhixia, I’m afraid you won’t be able to take responsibility.”
Song Jingzhe returned to being polite, but with an air of unquestionability.
Facing Song Jingzhe’s strength, Ye Fan said in an indifferent voice: “As long as I’m here, Zhi Xia will be fine. If you’re fine, just leave as soon as possible, otherwise you won’t be able to leave later…”
Ye Fan showed off his fangs very forcefully.
He had already held Nangong Zhixia’s wrist to check her pulse, and also helped Nangong Zhixia get rid of the harmful effects of the drug. Her current dizziness was probably due to the effects of alcohol.
As for Song Jingzhe’s fiery look at Nangong Zhixia just now, Ye Fan saw it clearly.
This guy has evil intentions.
How could Ye Fan leave Nangong Zhixia in his hands?
Before Song Jingzhe could say anything, the woman with gold-rimmed glasses took a step forward, pointed her finger at Ye Fan’s nose and yelled:
“Shut up! What qualifications do you have to speak to Mr. Song like this?”
“Don’t think that President Nangong is addicted to drugs. If she calls you master, you will be her master!”
“President Nangong conquered Beiwu League Xiaoxiao, why didn’t you show up? Tonight, President Nangong encountered danger, why didn’t you see you show up?”
“If Mr. Song hadn’t rushed over in time, President Nangong would have been ruined by bad guys.”
“Is there anyone like you who is such a master?”
“As long as you’re here, President Nangong won’t have any problems. Can you protect me with a hammer?”
“Do you believe it or not, without Mr. Song and us, even if you get President Nangong now, you still can’t escape?”
The woman with gold-rimmed glasses raised her eyebrows at Ye Fan and wanted to tear him alive.
Song Jingzhe finally rescued the beauty heroically and was able to win Nangong Zhixia’s heart and heart right away, but in the end, he was taken advantage of by Ye Fan.
She felt unwilling.
Several key members of the Song family also sneered.
They felt that it was so unmanly for Ye Fan not to show up when something happened, but to show up to pick fruits after the dust had settled.
Nangong Zhixia heard this and said weakly: “Shut up! You people have no right to talk about my master…”
The woman with gold-rimmed glasses interrupted Nangong Zhixia roughly:
“President Nangong, although I don’t know what your relationship is with this bastard, based on his behavior, he is not worthy of your protection, let alone your calling him master!”
She reprimanded Nangong Zhixia: “If Mr. Song hadn’t appeared in time tonight, what would have happened to you? Don’t you know what would happen to you?”
Song Jingzhedong shouted: “Song Chongchong, don’t be rude to Zhixia.”
Then he looked at Ye Fan again: “Little brother, my cousin is an upright person and doesn’t hold back what she says. Don’t take it to heart!”
“Seeing as you helped me tonight, Zhixia and I won’t argue, but now you should get out of the way!”
Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Song Jingzhe: “It’s getting late. I’m going to take Zhixia home. See you tomorrow.”
After saying that, Ye Fan hugged Nangong Zhixia and left.
Song Chongchong’s face turned cold, he raised his weapon and shouted, “Did I let you go?”
“Woo-”
Before Song Chongchong could make the next move towards Ye Fan, another burst of headlights flashed ahead.
Then dozens of Teslas roared in.
The car door opened with a clang, and more than a hundred foreign hunks emerged.
With a shield in one hand and a weapon in the other, he walked forward with broken steps, making a clicking sound.
One of them, an old man with a big nose, showed up carrying a giant fire axe.
Glinton, who had disappeared for a while, also reappeared with his head in his hands, his eyes filled with viper-like resentment.
He pointed his finger at Song Jingzhe and Ye Fan and shouted:
“None of you can leave tonight.”
“Clear the place!”
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