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Chapter 1570 Misunderstanding?

Why did they not expect that Ye Fan was really ready to break the relationship with them.

After speaking, Ye Fan got up and looked up at Master Ye above Gao Tang.

In the end, in the eyes of Li Er, Chen Ao and others, Mr. Jiang Dongchu, who was Jiang Dong, who ordered the heroes, turned his knees and kneeled down in the direction of Father Ye.

"Xiao Fan, you are ..."

Father Ye trembled, the whole person was shocked, and he quickly stood up from his seat.

Ye Fan was not moving and still kneeling there.

"Grandpa, not Xiao Fan's ruthlessness, it's Ye family, can't tolerate us."

"After today, I will take my mother away."

"Please forgive the nephew or not, you can not serve beside your grandfather in the future."

"I hope, grandpa in the future, take care of the body."

"Wish Grandpa, live a hundred years old!"

Ye Fan's low words have an inexplicable emotional flow.

In this way, Ye Fan faced the old man in front of him.

One consecutive worship, one worship of blood, two worship the grace of accommodation of the year, three worship for many years of shelter.

The world is speechless, the grass and trees are silent.

Only the breeze swept.

"Xiao Fan, you ..."

Looking at Ye Fan like this, Father Ye was unconsciously crying.

In the hall, Mr. Ye looked at it from a distance, but it was old tears.

In my heart, there is helplessness, sadness, and guilt.

"Xiao Fan, I'm sorry for your mother and son."

"I failed to protect you, so that you have suffered so many grievances these years ~"

Father Ye sighed with tears.

He didn't keep Ye Fan anymore. He knew that he had no face to stay.

Ye Fan was right, not that he didn't want to stay at Ye's house, but the Ye family, could not tolerate their mother and son.

For so many years, Ye Fan's mother and child suffered the grievances.

He was also guilty.

Now, letting their mother and son leave, for them, are also liberation.

After worshiping, Ye Fan also took Qiu Mucheng Orange, and his mother Ye Ximei, outside Ye Ye's old house, stepped away.

However, perhaps the conscience in my heart was discovered, or I was afraid of Ye Fanzhi's prestige. At this time, Ye Ya and others even persuaded each other.

"Xiao Fan, we don't mean that."

"We used to be angry before, don't really want to catch your mother and son ~"

"Xiao Fan, don't be impulsive."

"We are all a family, there are any grudges and contradictions, just say it, there is no need to go to this point ~"

...

"Yeah, Xiaofan, you are our Ye family's nephew. Your mother, even the Ye family's daughter."

"We didn't take care of you before, but it's all misunderstandings."

"We are a family, what's the matter, let's close the door to solve it by ourselves.

Ye Ya and Ye Xilai dissuaded.

However, Ye Fan listened, but shook his head and smiled.

I don't know why, listening to these retained words, he always felt that it was so hypocritical.

"Say this now, do you think it is still useful?"

"Aunt, my aunt, I really want to ask you one sentence, if I am Ye Fan, it is not Jiang Dongzun, and today I have not attracted a strong worship, just a abandoned child, a repellent, would you still keep me?"

"Do you still say these words?"

Ye Fan's words, the whip in the question, hit the soul directly.

"I..."

"us..."

Ye Ya and others were ashamed, and after all, they lowered their heads.
Chapter completed!
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