Chapter 1047: Chapter 1047: Never Able to Get It Up
Ye Fan wished he could find sothing to stuff his ears with; dealing with the unreasonable Zhang Jiefang and Chu Erzhu left him utterly helpless. What could he say? No matter how he tried, it never felt right.
"You guys chat first, I’m heading to the restroom." Ye Fan found an excuse, intending to make a quick escape.
The best plan is always to run, especially if staying ant being deafened by the argunt.
"Ye Fan, stop right there! Are you trying to sneak away?" Zhang Jiefang glared at Ye Fan, saying, "You need to make a statent; you’re involved in this. If you don’t, don’t think about getting away easily."
Chu Erzhu also looked at Ye Fan and said, "If you just run away like this, you’ll never be able to ’stand up’ again; I curse you to never be a man."
Ye Fan stumbled as he tried to leave, glaring bitterly at the two n, thinking to himself, "How deep is the grudge that their curse could be so vicious? And you two are old n, how can you say such things so brazenly? Do you not have any sha? I’m embarrassed for you."
Ye Fan walked away without looking back.
Zhang Jiefang emphasized, "Rember, you’ll never stand up again. Leaving ans you swore this oath."
Ye Fan left the room, half amused and half irritated, before closing the door and entering the room with ngyao and Zhang Lu.
Dealing with Chu Erzhu and Zhang Jiefang was sothing he really couldn’t handle. It was better to just ignore them.
As for the absurd curse, since he hadn’t said it himself, he wouldn’t care.
Whoever said it is truly an idiot.
Ye Fan sat down next to ngyao, with Zhang Lu opposite him.
Both ngyao and Zhang Lu looked at Ye Fan with curious expressions.
"Why are you looking at
like that?" Ye Fan felt a little uneasy.
"Nothing," ngyao replied seriously, while Zhang Lu tried to stifle a laugh.
Ye Fan felt sothing was off, but before he could ask more, Zhang Lu’s question ca right up, "How did the talk go?"
"Talk? How could I talk? It was like two shrews yelling at each other, driving
nuts." Ye Fan gave an objectively rational evaluation.
"What are you saying? My dad is a shrew?" Zhang Lu complained in dissatisfaction.
"Exactly, how could my grandpa be a shrew?" ngyao rolled her eyes at Ye Fan’s shrew comnt.
"If you heard what those two old n were saying, you’d think the sa as I do," Ye Fan stated seriously.
"You’re not allowed to say that." ngyao couldn’t stand Ye Fan calling her grandpa a shrew, so she reached out and pinched Ye Fan’s waist hard.
"Don’t make a fuss, I’m serious, your grandpa is really like a shrew." Ye Fan pulled ngyao’s hand away.
"Keep talking, keep saying that." ngyao pinched his waist again, twice this ti.
Ye Fan took a couple of deep breaths and earnestly said, "Although it isn’t nice to say, facts speak louder than words. Your grandpa is just like a shrew, and so is Zhang Lu’s dad. It’s sothing you’re better off not seeing, otherwise you’d be disappointed."
"What a big mouth," Zhang Lu said, caught between laughter and tears.
"Still want
to pinch you?" ngyao said with a wry smile.
"Enough, enough, I understand. One is your grandpa, the other is your dad. Calling them shrews isn’t pleasing to the ear, but it’s the truth, so I’ll just conveniently forget about it." Ye Fan looked at ngyao and Zhang Lu and decided not to bring it up again.
"That’s more like it." ngyao and Zhang Lu smiled satisfactorily, as long as the word ’shrew’ didn’t co out of Ye Fan’s mouth again.
"Why did you leave? Is my dad still talking with Grandpa Chu?" Zhang Lu asked.
Ye Fan sidestepped the reason for leaving, saying with interest, "Yes, they’re still talking. Actually, it’s more of a shouting match, like two angry shrews going at it."
"Hiss!" Ye Fan imdiately took a deep breath.
This ti ngyao wasn’t gentle; she pinched a handful of Ye Fan’s waist with full force.
"That’s what happens when you don’t learn." Ye Fan pouted in a threatening way.
"Haha, it just slipped out, I couldn’t help it," Ye Fan explained bitterly.
"I think you have a masochistic tendency; if you’re not disciplined, you feel uncomfortable." Zhang Lu scorned.
Ye Fan learned the lesson; it really wasn’t polite to call ngyao’s grandpa and Zhang Lu’s dad shrews, even if it was the truth. You just can’t say it.
Ye Fan spoke seriously, "In my view, Grandpa Chu and Uncle Zhang are just having an ego clash. They claim to be doing it for their juniors to win
over, but really, neither is reasonable. They just want to win to embarrass the other. In the end, all this fighting achieves nothing."
"Winning soone over—aren’t they really fighting over you? If you chose
in front of both of them, Uncle Zhang would be embarrassed; if you chose Zhang Lu, my grandpa would be embarrassed. So, it’s indeed a tough situation. You can’t even speak the truth without offending one or the other." ngyao analyzed with great understanding.
"Isn’t that right?" Ye Fan agreed deeply, complaining, "ngyao, don’t you think they’re both just looking for sothing to do? What’s the point of arguing like this?"
"Whether there’s a point or not isn’t up to us." Zhang Lu interjected, saying, "This matter is ultimately my fault. If I hadn’t asked you to pretend to be my boyfriend, this wouldn’t have happened."
"As a scapegoat, I had to help with such a minor favor. But what I didn’t expect was that such esteed political figures could act like shrews..." Ye Fan stopped himself mid-sentence.
ngyao and Zhang Lu’s eyes turned directly to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan internally sighed with relief, narrowly avoiding letting the word ’shrew’ slip out again.
It wasn’t like he ant to say it, but he had been so rattled by Chu Erzhu and Zhang Jiefang that the description of a shrew had co to mind reflexively.
"Are you not going to the room where my dad and Grandpa Chu are?" Zhang Lu shifted the topic.
"No, why should I? Once they tire out of arguing, they’ll naturally disperse." Ye Fan said.
"How long will they argue?" Zhang Lu sighed helplessly.
"Why don’t you go talk to them?" Ye Fan suggested.
"Not even if you beat
to death," Zhang Lu resolutely refused.
ngyao hesitated for a mont before cautiously saying to Ye Fan, "Did you forget what my grandpa and Uncle Zhang said as you left the room? That curse of never standing up again?"
Ye Fan was stunned, and then stunned again.
Then, his eyes went back and forth between ngyao and Zhang Lu several tis.
"No wonder, when I entered the room, your expressions were so weird. I felt sothing off but didn’t think much of it."
"Turns out you were eavesdropping."
Ye Fan imdiately realized the truth of the situation.
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