22: C22 Give Me Your Phone

C22 Give Me Your Phone

Close to 10 o'clock, the stars are like pearls embedded in the sky, shining brightly.

Fenng's father wouldn't be so upset if he didn't look at them. When he saw them return, he went upstairs.

Ye Han looked at the time and felt conflicted. She did not know how to speak. Fenng Yan saw her small face frowning and asked, "What happened to you?"

Ye Han repeatedly pondered in her heart, "When can I go back?"

"Where do you want to go?" Fenng Yan's face suddenly changed. Although it was a question, he had an expression that said if Ye Han dared to agree, he would immediately be furious.

Ye Han naturally understood what he meant, but she had to go back.

"I want to go back to Ye family. I'm afraid it's not good for me to stay here. " After Ye Han finished speaking, she saw that Fenng Yan's expression was not right. His expression was as cold as ice.

She immediately changed her words and explained, "What I mean is that you and I have just gotten married for less than a day. If I stay here at Grandfather's place, it will appear that I am not reserved. "

She thought about it for a long time before she could come up with such a reason, but her lame excuse could not convince Fenng Yan.

"Don't worry, grandpa won't care about this. " He crossed his arms in front of his chest, expressing his disdain for her excuse.

"What are you going back to Ye family for?" He leaned against the wall and asked.

Ye Han was still thinking of other excuses and was in a dilemma. Fenng Yan could expose her lie once again. In the end, she still decided to tell the truth.

If Fenng Yan had not reminded her of the Ye family just now, she might have really stayed behind. However, the reality was cruel, and she had to face it.

"I need to tell my parents about my marriage. My brother is injured. I want to go back and see him. " Ye Han told him the truth. She knew that she would be interrogated when she returned to Ye family.

Fenng Yan thought for a moment. There were indeed a lot of things waiting for her in Ye family. It was reasonable for her to go back.

"Wait for me for five minutes. I will go and change my clothes. " Fenng Yan snapped his fingers and turned around to go upstairs.

Ye Han quickly pulled him back. "You don't need to trouble yourself. I'll take a taxi back myself. "

Old master Fenng probably wouldn't agree to let her leave.

Fenng Yan turned around and said, "I'll talk to grandpa later. Now, I'll change my clothes and send you back. "

"No one dares to refuse what I want to do. " His eyes were full of persistence and dissatisfaction.

He was determined to send her back. He was dissatisfied with her refusal.

Because of his words, Ye Han could only let go of his hand. Forget it, was it not good to have someone willing to be a free driver? Furthermore, although the environment in Fenng's house was not bad, the location was rather remote, and it was not easy to take a taxi.

Ye Han played with a bonsai pine tree out of boredom. This elegance made her happy.

"Let's go. " In just a few minutes, Fenng Yan changed into a casual outfit and Ye Han followed behind him.

A low-profile luxury car drove into the night.

Seeing that they were almost at the door of Ye's house, Ye Han's voice sounded in the quiet space.

"Let's stop here. "

Fenng Yan did not understand, but he stopped at the intersection.

"I can't drive in?"

Ye Han shook her head, her face slightly embarrassed, "You also know my mom's personality, she. . . "

She sighed. Fenng Yan knew her pain, so he did not say anything else.0

"Then I will leave first. No matter what, I still have to thank you for today's matter. " Ye Han took off her seatbelt. Her gratitude was sincere. Their marriage was an accident, but she married a man like Fenng Yan, who was thousands of times better than her marrying Sun Hong.

Fenng Yan did not have much to say about his gratitude to her. After Ye Han got out of the car, he did not hesitate to follow her.

Ye Han heard the noise and looked at him in surprise, "Do you have anything else?"

"Give me your phone. "

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