MTL - The Legitimate Daughter of the Prosperous Medical Fragrance Will Not Marry

Chapter 40 Open the skylight and speak out

Fan Yurong never thought that one day he would be able to come to Huajia.

Back then, he fell in love with Hua Yuelian's beauty, but he didn't dare to come to propose marriage because of Hua Yaoting's majesty. Fortunately, Hua Yuelian was a fool at that time, and he gently coaxed her into asking for nothing. Came to Fan Mansion with him.

At the moment, Fan Yurong is sitting in the elegantly decorated flower pavilion. It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous.

Had it not been that the family was already so poor that they could no longer afford charcoal, he would not have set foot here even if he died.

"Oh, what a rare visitor. Isn't this Minister Fan?" Ji Hongliao came in from the door, swaggering as if he had returned to his own home.

Fan Yurong had long heard that the Judge of the Jiyuan went to Hua's house all day long, so he was not surprised. He quickly stood up and smiled, "The Judge of the Jiyuan."

Ji Hongliao raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard that the Fan family was so poor that they were almost in trouble because of buying charcoal. I didn't expect that Mr. Fan actually smiled happily."

 Fan Yurong, “…”

He knew that Ji Hongliao was difficult to get along with, but he didn't expect that his mouth would be so poisonous.

The Fan family boy who was following behind knew that these words were unpleasant, but he did not dare to speak up to help.

 The name of the Jiyuan judge is well-known throughout Xiliang.

 “Da da da…” There was the sound of footsteps.

Fan Yurong looked up nervously, and when he saw just a small figure walking towards him, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Hongliao immediately changed his face and pulled out a big smile that only comes once in a thousand years, "Little Qingyao, have you decided to be my apprentice?"

Fan Qingyao shook his head immunely.

Ji Hongliao didn't care, he just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't think about it. We have plenty of time. I guess it's almost lunch time. You can talk about your story without any pressure at all. If anyone dares to bully you, I I will help you kill him!"

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Fan Yurong an honest look.

 The boys in the Fan family were all dumbfounded.

An emperor who had just ascended to the throne was quarreling with his ministers. The judge of the Jiyuan who had just choked his own young master was actually groveling in front of a little girl. This was no longer shocking but horrifying.

Looking at the person with a good attitude, he thought that this Jiyuan judge had become a child trafficker.

Seeing that Ji Hongliao had finally left, Fan Yurong quickly sent the boy behind him out, and then turned to look at the person who had been standing not far away.

This year, Fan Qingyao has grown very fast, and his originally sallow and thin face has gradually become more graceful. His coat is decorated with eye-catching pearls, and a pair of rabbit skin boots make a clattering sound under his feet.

Fan Yurong suddenly thought of Fan Xuening who was freezing at home, and her face became less pretty. "When you are well fed and clothed like this, have you ever thought about your sister, your grandfather and me?"

Fan Qingyao looked at Fan Yurong, who looked sluggish and lost weight, and smiled, "I dare to ask my father, did my sister ever think about me when she was fed and clothed in the past?"

Fan Yurong was stunned for a moment, never expecting that the problem would come back to him.

However, he was not half-hearted. He had not divorced his wife for so many years, and he had given them the greatest dignity. Now he took the initiative to visit her and gave them enough respect.

With this thought, he became even more confident, "Stop telling me useless things, and hurry up with me..."

"Give up, I won't go back." Fan Qingyao interrupted before he could finish his words.

 “Your mother…”

“My mother will not go back with you either.”

 Such an unexpected scene left Fan Yurong, who was originally full of confidence, dumbfounded.

 He didn’t expect that this wimp who only knew how to cry while hugging him when he was a child would refuse so completely.     I just didn't even let him finish what he said...

Fan Qingyao sat on the chair opposite with his rabbit skin boots. His palm-sized face was still full of childishness, but his eyes were as cold as autumn water and as cold as frost.

When he looked at Fan Yurong, Fan Yurong actually felt a creepy feeling.

"The reason why you rushed here so eagerly is because there is no charcoal to burn at home. Only when my mother and I go back can you survive the heavy snow smoothly. You can actually tell me directly. Maybe I will be a little softer. But look at your face now, do you think you would be soft-hearted if it were you?"

Facing a scumbag, she was too lazy to pretend, so she felt more comfortable being herself.

As Fan Qingyao said, he suddenly laughed, his smile was sarcastic and cold, "You won't. You will acquiesce to other people in the Fan family to drive me and my mother out of the house to fend for ourselves, just like a few years ago."

Fan Yurong's expression changed drastically, and his heart was beating wildly, "We are a family, do you really want to see our jokes?"

Fan Qingyao shook his head and nodded again, "Not necessarily, because not only do I want to see your jokes now, but I also want to see your retribution in the future. I forgot to tell you that where you are sitting now, where you were a few days ago The woman has also sat there, and you should have seen what she looks like now. "

Fan Yurong trembled all over, thinking that he had heard something wrong.

Fan Qingyao took out an envelope from his arms and threw it in front of Fan Yurong, "If you want charcoal, just draw on it. Our family can be reunited. If we really break up with anyone, It’s not good. I wonder if you still remember what I said before, I don’t have a grandfather, let alone a father!”

  As for what it actually means, you can experience it yourself.

Fan Yurong looked at the girl sitting on the chair, her legs could not even touch the ground. Even though it was daytime, she felt as if she had seen a ghost.

This is still his weak and incompetent daughter. She is basically an evil ghost in human skin!

The more Fan Yurong looked at Fan Qingyao's face, the more frightened he became. His legs were so frightened that he could no longer stand.

He almost ran out of Hua's house as if he was running away.

 It’s haunted, it’s really haunted!

Fan Qingyao looked at the Heli letter in his hand, his eyes still cold.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't agree now, anyway, she will have plenty of ways to make him agree in the future.

Fan Yurong ran all the way back to Fan's Mansion in a piss-poor, and happened to see Zui Ling getting a Tang Pozi from somewhere and stuffing it into Fan Xuening's hand.

Looking at Zui Ling's bruised nose and face, he remembered Fan Qingyao's words.

Angrily walked over and kicked Zui Ling in the stomach, "Didn't you say a few days ago that your face fell on your own? Why did Fan Qingyao know about it too?"

Zui Ling was stunned, and belatedly looked at Fan Yurong's angry face, saying that he was not guilty would be a lie, "Young Master, please calm down, I, I just want to help the Young Master share the burden with Fan Qingyao's mother and daughter. Come back!"

"I don't know what you are thinking. I'm warning you, you'd better be calm. If they insist on getting divorced, you mother and daughter will also suffer!" Fan Yurong naturally did not admit his failure. So he logically placed all the responsibility on Zui Ling.

If Zui Ling hadn't made his own decision, Fan Qingyao wouldn't have treated him like that.

 To put it bluntly, it’s all this bitch’s fault.

Fan Xuening held Mrs. Tang's hand, which turned white.

Fan Qingyao, Fan Qingyao…

 Why is it her again!

Fan Zixiu walked out of the study and listened to the quarrel between the two people. He knew that his son had not been able to bring him back. He remained silent for a long time and then called the boy beside him.

 “You come with me to the study room.”

　　　When they were kicked out, they had no control over their mother and daughter.

 It is even more of a dream to want to get divorced now!

 (End of this chapter)