Chapter Six Hundred and Twenty-Six: High Stakes

s marks on Ye Fan's chest, or the traces left by her tongue. 。I want it, give it to me. 。Qin Xu once again pleaded. 。Ye Fan nodded, took his hand from her * *hole*, and then grabbed a thigh and lift...It seemed as though they had both thought of something, and Wei Lao and Ye Fan fell silent.

The two of them sat in silence, each drinking their tea. 。Taking a sip of this tea, Ye Fan remembered his grandfather's strong back and his righteous voice once again. 。But perhaps Old Wei brewing this cup of tea for him had a special meaning. 。Ye Wudao could shake the very foundations of Hua Xia with his might. As Ye Wudao's most prized grandson, Ye Fan would never be a coward. 。It seems that there are still some people who want to stir up the current situation. 。Wei Lao intentionally mentioned that if this matter were investigated, the fates of many families would be changed. 。It seems that these upper-echelon figures also hope for the current family to undergo a reorganization. 。This cup of tea, it's so meaningful. 。Just as Ye Fan had just put down his teacup, outside the study, there came three light knocks on the door. 。Come ink a hard drag from his cigar. "My dear Saville, I think you'd be better off using this ten million to hire some hitmen or mercenaries. They'd likely accept that price." 。"Old Johnny shrugged, his expr...