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Feng Yueying's delicate face was blushing, her red lips were pursed, and her head was lowered and she didn't dare to look at the eyes of the people next to her.

Several female employees and dormitory managers around were smiling ambiguously. After all, it was the first time that Feng Yueying was so shy.

Take the elevator and arrive at the 26th floor. The higher the floor of the apartment, the higher the level of the people living in, and the more refined the room.

After being at the level of ministerial level like Feng Yueying, I lived in a single room, more than 100 square meters, which made me feel very comfortable to live.

When I opened the door, I felt a faint fragrance of Dior perfume as soon as I entered the room.

Ye Fan put Feng Yueying on a gray European-style fabric sofa. Seeing Feng Yueying biting her flower lip and looking painful, he asked, "Minister Feng, does it hurt?"

"Hey, I don't know why, it hurts more and more. There will be several important meetings in the next two days, which is a problem..." Feng Yueying looked worried.

Ye Fan thought for a while and said, "Why do I show you?"

Feng Yueying was about to thank Ye Fan and sent him away. When she heard this, she couldn't help but wonder: "Can you watch it?"

"You can have some tricks of healing your wounds, maybe it will make you faster," Ye Fan smiled sincerely.

Feng Yueying remembered that this man seemed to know a little martial arts, and maybe he really knew a little Chinese medicine. Seeing Ye Fan was so sincere, refusal might hurt his kindness.

"Then... well, please trouble you." Feng Yueying's voice was nervous, and she was lonely and widowed, making her red lips pursed.

Ye Fan sat generously on the carpet and took off the broken high heels.

Because it was summer, after a day of busy work, Feng Yueying's feet inevitably had some sweat on her feet, but the beauty was just a beauty, and she didn't smell bad when she sweated.

After waiting for a while, Feng Yueying found that Ye Fan had been lowering his head and was not moving, and couldn't help but wonder, "What are you looking at?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that Minister Feng's feet are so beautiful, I can't help but take a look."

It would be fine if you didn't say it, but when Feng Yueying said this, he immediately spat: "Little hooligan, it turns out that you are so inappropriate, you have never seen it before..."

Ye Fan was not embarrassed either, "A beautiful lady is a gentleman. I am a man. I will definitely like it when I see a beautiful woman. This is just a normal reaction. You can't blame me.

If you want to blame, you must also blame Minister Feng for being beautiful,..."

"Okay, OK! Stop talking!" Feng Yueying's face turned around like a ripe peach, and she turned her head and muttered: "I'll just say to you, and you'll burst out with so many sweet words. Where did you learn it from..."

Ye Fan said seriously: "It's not what I learned, it's from the heart and comes from my heart. Minister Feng..."

"You... I'll be really angry if you say it again!" Feng Yueying was a little strange when she heard it when she was talking about her feet. She felt like a deer hitting her and said she was going to be angry, but the tone of her voice sounded a little soft and powerless.

Suddenly, Ye Fan let go of the woman's jade feet and stood up and said, "Okay, Minister Feng, you can try going down."

Feng Yueying was stunned and slowly came to her senses, "Is it done?"

She didn't pay attention. When the two were talking just now, Ye Fan had already pinched her ankle for a while.

"If Minister Feng hopes that I will pinch it for a while, I will have no objection," said Ye Fan.

"No...no need," Feng Yueying shook her head repeatedly. She carefully put her feet on the ground and then stood up.

After taking two simple steps, although my feet still hurt a little, it basically had no effect.

Feng Yueying looked at Ye Fan in surprise, "It's really good! How did you do it?"

Ye Fan smiled with a simple face and said, "It's just to relax your muscles and bones, nothing special."

"I think, if you don't work as a repairman in the future, you can change your career as a Chinese medicine doctor," Feng Yueying smiled sweetly, "Thank you so much, I've helped me a lot today."

Ye Fan said readily: "It's all a small matter. Minister Feng. If there is nothing else, I will go to repair the air conditioner first."

Feng Yueying was grateful. She knew that standing up and doing something against the White Sharks was not a simple matter, and Ye Fan also took a considerable risk.

"Ye Fan, we have known each other for a long time. Don't call me 'Minister'. You are not from our company, so there is no need to call me like that..." Feng Yueying said.

"Okay, then I'll call you Sister Yueying? Is that OK?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Feng Yueying's face turned red. In fact, what she was thinking was that she would just call "Sister Feng", but Ye Fan called her name directly, and she was embarrassed to refuse.

"Well, it's OK," Feng Yueying said, and walked to the refrigerator to get a bottle of ice water and gave it to Ye Fan. "It's hot, you drink some water before repairing the air conditioner."

Ye Fan was not polite, and took the mineral water, "Sister Yueying, you really love others. Whoever wants to marry you will be happy."

The relationship between the two seemed to be closer as the title changed. Feng Yueying gave him a blank look and said, "Just tease me hard, if I can't get married, I will blame you."

"No problem, I'm single too, that's right," Ye Fan blinked.

Feng Yueying was completely helpless and said with a pretty face blushing: "You...you know how to tease your sister. After drinking, you will leave quickly and ignore you!"

Ye Fan didn't expect that the beautiful minister would blush so easily in private. He thought it was quite interesting, but he would just tease her a little, and would not be too arrogant. Then he said goodbye to Feng Yueying and walked out of the room.

After Ye Fan left, Feng Yueying showed a look of worry on her face. Although nothing happened today, if Wang Jiu sent someone again, she didn't know what to do.

"It seems... I have to go on a business trip after tomorrow." Feng Yueying was worried and had a faint fear on her face.

...

One hour later, Ye Fan, who had repaired three air conditioners, received the money from Aunt Zhao, and walked out of the apartment.

Ye Fan touched his belly and had to find a place to have supper.

But just as he was about to go to get his bicycle, Ye Fan found that behind the two flower beds at the entrance of the apartment, there seemed to be a few sneaky figures standing, and he was looking at the apartment from time to time.

Ye Fan frowned. He didn't have to think about it. He was the person sent by Master Wang Jiu to follow him, and he was still jealous of Feng Yueying.

Logically speaking, this has nothing to do with him, but Feng Yueying is a good-hearted woman with a good heart. It is not easy to work hard in a big city for so many years. She can't bear such a delicate flower being ruined.

Ye Fan took out Hong Shuangxi, took one, and walked to the three gangsters.

"Brother, are you angry?" Ye Fan asked with a polite smile.

A yellow-haired gangster glanced at him contemptuously, "Who is he and your brother, are you so bad, get out of here!"

"The quality is too low, and you can only blame yourself for being beaten."

Ye Fan sighed, raised his hand and punched him as fast as lightning to hit the yellow-haired face!

"Ouch!" Huangmao screamed and was knocked to the ground.

The other two gangsters were stunned. Why is this poor guy more arrogant than them? He just started to attack him when he came up!?

The two of them immediately wanted to fight back, one on the left and one on the right, swung their fists at Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan didn't even look at it. He took a step forward, just dodged the two fists, turned around and raised his feet, kicked the two gangsters out on the butts.

The two gangsters didn't realize why the person disappeared, so they fell down and both fell down and ate their shit and complained.

Huangmao was now reluctant to get up and kicked Ye Fan madly, but when the leg was blocked by Ye Fan's arm in the air, it hurt like it was about to break!

"My legs!" Huang Hair screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and tears were about to flow out when he held the calf.

Ye Fan stepped on another gangster who was about to get up, bent down and took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit a cigarette for himself.

After taking a sip and spitting out the white smoke rings, Ye Fan looked at the three trembling guys coldly.

"It's so hard to borrow a fire. If you take it out early, won't you have so much trouble?"

The yellow and the other two could see that this young man was a martial artist. Those who pretended to be ruthless and were no match for the fat man, so they could only give in.

"Brother, we just obey our orders. You can spare us. My legs are almost broken..." Huangmao laughed with her, laughing even worse than crying.

Ye Fan didn't have the time to talk to them, "Don't let me see you again."

The three yellow-haired men were as if they were granted a general amnesty. They nodded vigorously, got up and limped away immediately.

After all the three of them ran away, Ye Fan happily put the lighter he had taken into his pants pocket, then looked back at Jinxiu Apartment and frowned again.

Although these three surveillance gangsters were beaten away, Wang Jiu would sooner or later send someone to attack Feng Yueying, and he would not be able to stay here forever.

After hesitating, Ye Fan took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number...

"Sister Ning, I'll go to your place for dinner... Yes, don't make it too complicated, just make it simple... Don't pick me up, I'll ride over."
Chapter completed!