Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Xu Qing looked at Ye Nan in surprise: "Let Fang Lanxin come to her home?"

Ye Nan nodded: "Yes, I'll talk to her about the past. It's been a long time since I saw you. I don't know if she is doing well now. No matter how we say we are destined to be together."

Xu Qing wanted to hold her forehead, but she didn't hear anything about reminiscing about the past from Ye Nan's words. It was obviously seeking revenge.

But it's better to call Fang Lanxin home, so as not to do anything too amazing.

It was not easy for him to poison Yan Bochuan to the ground without knowing it.

Thinking of Ye Nan, he nodded: "Okay, I'll ask her to come to her house tomorrow."

Ye Nan looked at Feng Shuhua with a little joy: "Aunt Jin, Qingqing's cooking skills are really good, it's quite delicious."

Feng Shuhua agreed: "Qingqing also knows how to cook Sichuan cuisine, which is better than Sichuan cuisine chefs."

Ye Nan smiled and said, "My mother said that Aunt Jin's family is rich and she has always been very picky about food, so Aunt Jin said it tastes delicious, so it must be delicious."

Feng Shuhua laughed, and the two chatted happily about the spicy tofu and vegetarian fried shredded potatoes on the table.

The very ordinary home-cooked meal made the two chat as if they were having a state banquet, but they were not interested in martial arts dramas on TV.

Xu Qing was also helpless. After dinner, he cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Feng Shuhua looked at Xu Qing going to the kitchen through the window, and then looked at Ye Nan seriously: "Tell me the truth to Aunt Jin, are you ineffective in your health?"

Ye Nan smiled: "Aunt Jin, I have been alive for twenty years, and I am very satisfied to see Qingqing. Seeing her doing well, I have nothing to worry about, so I went there."

Feng Shuhua's eyes were red in an instant: "You stupid child, you dare to do something against the will of heaven and change your fate. Is there really nothing you can do? Your mother didn't leave any way to crack it?"

Ye Nan still smiled: "I gave birth to a daughter, not to let her suffer in the future, so as long as she is good, I can do whatever I want. And I am like this now, and it's actually okay if I die."

Feng Shuhua reached out and wiped his eyes, listened to the movement outside, and whispered: "There will definitely be a solution, let's think of a solution together."

Ye Nan shook his head: "Aunt Jin, there is no way. I know my body very well. I still don't have enough ability and I haven't let Qingqing go back to my younger age. My internal organs were seriously damaged, but it's still OK to delay for another half a year.

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Feng Shuhua frowned tightly: "There will be a solution, there will be a solution."

Ye Nan had long been indifferent to life and death, so he picked up an apple and took a bite, and looked at the TV: "Aunt Jin, you can't watch TV now, and the people inside are so ugly."

Feng Shuhua also looked at the TV, but her expression was much more solemn.

She was unwilling to let Ye Nan go away just like that!

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Although Yan Jichuan did not show surprise when he saw Ye Nan, he was always very excited after leaving Xu Qing's house.

There is also an indescribable feeling. Judging from Ye Nan's appearance, there is a decadence that is exhausted.

It seems that people will disappear in the next second.

And all this was brought to her by the Yan family, Jiang Xueying, and her mother was also the driving force behind it.

So, how could he calm down?

After parting with Gao Zhan, he went straight to the guesthouse to find Yan Bochuan.

Yan Bochuan was afraid that Ye Nan would not see him, so he did not come over in the afternoon. Instead, he went to the mall to buy a lot of red cloth, red gauze scarves, and red headbands that Ye Nan liked.

He was sorting out the same in the room.

Yan Jichuan broke into the room and said the first thing he said: "Brother, have you seen Ye Nan look like now?"

Yan Bochuan was a little surprised, shook his head, and suddenly had a bad premonition: "She was disfigured? That's okay."

Yan Jichuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and Ye Nan's old look lingered in front of him: "No, but she is very bad now. I understand why she doesn't see you."

Yan Bochuan frowned: "You just say whatever you want, what are you doing in such a roundabout way?"

Yan Jichuan sat down opposite him: "When I saw her, she was always wrapped in a black blanket. I always thought she was disfigured. Today I saw her, she was very thin, she could run away when the wind blew, and she became very

He is old, like an elderly man over a hundred years old, with all his hair white, wrinkles on his face, and his eyes are covered with muddy."

As he said that, he was choked up and looked up hard, pressing the hot tears floating in his eyes, shaking his head: "Everything about her is caused by our family, it is because you don't believe it and ignore it. It's

Jiang Xueying's ruthlessness caused people to die. Our mother was also fueling the fire."

Yan Bochuan stood up in shock and stared at Yan Jichuan tightly: "What you said is true?"

A blunt pain suddenly came from the heart, like countless dull knives splitting bit by bit, and the pain was so painful that it could not breathe.

Yan Jichuan shook his head: "I don't need to lie to you. I think Ye Nan should not forgive me."

Yan Bochuan covered his chest so much that he couldn't stand steadily. He suddenly turned around and ran out in a stuttering manner.

Yan Jichuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up and followed him out.

Yan Bochuan ran all the way, and he had no feeling at all for more than ten kilometers.

All my mind was the 18-year-old Ye Nan, who was bright and white, and who would be shy about him to bed without any shame when he saw him.

I never thought how his An Nan came from twenty years?

He rushed to Xu Qing's house in one breath. The gate was open, and Xu Qing was still waiting for Pang Zhenhua and the others to come back to settle the score.

The white wolf guarded the door. It knew Yan Bochuan. When he saw Yan Bochuan, he stood up and shook his tail, circled around him, and let him in.

Yan Bochuan's pace suddenly slowed down and walked over step by step with some difficulty. He was a little afraid to go, and he had no shame to face Ye Nan.

Another courage suddenly came, and pushed the door and rushed into the inner room. Looking at Ye Nan sitting cross-legged on the kang and gnawing apples, her black hair turned into black hair, her face was covered with deep wrinkles, and her skin was yellow and without a trace of luster.

It is like a flower that witheres and falls after it blooms to the extreme.

So thin and so thin, it is more like a wisp of wind that can take people away.

Ye Nan didn't expect Yan Bochuan to suddenly break in. Feng Shuhua pressed his wrist by trying to use poison: "Anan calm down."

Yan Bochuan stared at Ye Nan and walked towards her step by step. Every step closer, he could see every skin on her face more clearly.

The heart was suffocating and painful. What did his Anan be bullied in his self-righteous years?

How much pain did his Anan go through to become like this?

Stopped a step away from Ye Nan and reached out to touch her. Ye Nan dodged away, looking at Yan Bochuan with hatred and alertness.

Yan Bochuan's heart was already hurting to the limit, and he felt that it would explode in the next second: "Anan."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of fishy sweetness surged into his throat, and a stream of blood spurted out like an arrow.

He slowly knelt in front of the bed with his chest covered, reached out and held Ye Nan's hand tightly on his legs: "Anan, you want to hurt me to death."

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