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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 2229

Outside, a thousand troops were besieged.
At this time, Haiyuan Pavilion, which once represented power and status, has now become a desperate situation.
In the restaurant, Li Er and others were still arguing.
The original grand and grand wedding banquet has become a mess.
Shen Fei was also worried. He looked through the window and looked at the torrential army outside, and his eyes were suddenly full of despair.
Is there really no alternative?
Are you really going to be a prisoner?
How can this be? He Shen Fei has not yet been married, has not yet married, his life has just begun, how can it end like this.
Shen Fei’s eyebrows were panic, and he kept shaking his head. He couldn’t accept it. He spent the rest of his life in prison.
Under panic, Shen Fei once again cast his eyes on Ye Fan.
In Shen Fei’s view, if there is someone present who can help them through this disaster, then this person is none other than Ye Fan!
So, in despair, Shen Fei walked towards Ye Fan, bent over, and pleaded for Ye Fan.
“Today Jiangdong is in trouble, we have nothing to trust.”
“We can only ask Mr. Chu to find a way to help us through this disaster.”
At this point, Shen Fei bends his knees, throws his five bodies on the ground, and respectfully bows to Ye Fan.
“Please Mr. Chu, save me Jiangdong~”
Shen Fei’s voice was loud and loud, and once this sad voice sounded, it echoed the entire hall.
In a moment, the entire restaurant was quiet.
Father Xia stopped arguing, and Ma Fei stopped arguing.
Li Er, Lei Lao San and others also looked over.
I saw Ye Fan sitting peacefully ahead.
Even if the army is encircled, even if the soldiers are coming, but this man is still so calm.
It was as if Pinghu had stopped water, no matter how heavy the wind and rain outside, it didn’t make any waves in his heart.
As usual, with the beautiful woman in his arms, he toasted and drank lightly, and his red sleeves added fragrance.
The appearance of aloofness contrasted sharply with the quarrel and panic of the surrounding people.
At Ye Fan’s feet, Shen Fei knelt there, begging for each other sadly.
The voice of worship and prayer echoes across the country.
At this time, Xia Xue, who had a pretty pale face, also came over.
Like Shen Fei, she also kneeled in front of Ye Fan, respectfully worshiping.
“Please Mr. Chu, save me Jiangdong~”
The girl’s eyebrows were red, and she prostrated and bowed to Ye Fan.
In the soft words, there was endless firmness and sustenance.
Just like, all his life and death are pinned on Ye Fan alone.
Looking at the two men and women in front of him, Ye Fan suddenly smiled and asked.
“Oh?”
“interesting.”
“Your father advised me to escape, and your grandfather asked me to go out and surrender.”
“The whole Jiangdong people, no one thinks I have the ability to survive this disaster.”
“But you two juniors, why do you believe me so?”
“Think I have the ability to contend with the army, contend with the general? Contend with Yanjing giants?”
Ye Fan looked at Shen Fei and Xia Xue, drinking strong tea while asking with interest.
From beginning to end, this man was so peaceful.
The so-called siege by Qianjun didn’t seem to make him panic at all.
“There is no why.”
“Just because I believe in Brother Fan.”
“I believe Brother Fan is definitely not an arrogant person.”
“You just said that you don’t fear the Xu family, you don’t fear the rich, you don’t fear the entire summer.”
“Second Master doesn’t believe it, my dad doesn’t believe it, but Shen Fei believes it!”
“Because you have known Brother Fan for so long, you have never faked it because of the awesomeness you blow out.”
Shen Fei’s words were burning, and he said in a deep voice.
Any Ye Fan has been around for so long, from the original Taishan Wuhui to the later Haitian Grand Banquet, and even now the siege of Qianjun.

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