Chapter 139: Phone Credit Gift

e nodded and turned to walk out.The person in charge, in order to please Shangguan Hongqing, had been respectfully waiting outside. Seeing that Long Xiaoyue came out so quickly, he was surprised. Coul...Ye Bufan drove the car into the courtyard. As soon as he parked, he saw Ouyang De, Ouyang Zhi, Ouyang Cheng and others smiling welcomingly.

A smirk played on the corner of his lips. In his memory, this seemed to be the first time he had seen these people so enthusiastic.

Although I'm very clear on what these people are after, they just want to swindle money out of my mother.

"Big sister, you're finally back! We thought we were going to die waiting for you!"

OuYang De opened the car door and picked up OuYang Lan. OuYang Fei stepped forward and gave a warm hug, while others followed suit, greeting them with concern.

Ye Bufan stood beside, shaking his head slightly. These people were really good actors; outsiders would think they were long-lost sisters reunited.

Yet, unbeknownst to them, it was Ouyang Lan who had been driven out by these very people. The reason they hadn't seen her in years was because they wouldn't allow her to return.

Although everyone was enthusiastic towards Ouyang Lan, they completely ignored Ye Bufan.

This was also a strategy that Ouyang De had set up in advance. He wanted to get the 10 million and had to start with the vulnerable Ouyang Lan, and he also wanted to drive a wedge between the mother and son.

In their eyes, it was difficult to extort money from Ye Bufan, but it was easy to get money from Ouyang Lan.

After the greetings were over, everyone walked towards the room together. Suddenly, someone grabbed Ye Bufan's arm and pulled him aside.

He turned around and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen standing behind him. It was Yu Sitong, the daughter of his second aunt, Ouyang Shan.

Amongst the people in the Ouyang family, Yu Sitong was one of the few who had a good feeling for Ye Bufan. She had always followed him since she was little.

Although Ye Bufan dislikes Ouyang Shan, his relationship with the little girl is quite good.

Yu Sitiong pulled him aside and whispered, "Xiaofan gege, come with me, I'll tell you a secret!"

"You little rascal, you're growing more and more like a young lady!" Ye Bufan reached out and ruffled her hair, saying with affection, "Come on, what's the secret"

Yu Sitong said: "Little Fan brother, they just had a meeting and didn't let me participate, but I heard a little bit. They seem to be planning to take money from you. You must be careful."

"Oh! I see."

This was expected, so Ye Bufan didn't say much. He pulled Yu Sitong into the room together.

Although this old house has a large overall area, it has many rooms and each room is not very big. With so many people living together, it feels a bit crowded.

Finally, many elders sat down, while young people like Ye Bufan and Yu Sitong stood near the window.

After exchanging some polite pleasantries, Ouyang De gave everyone a wink and began to get to the point.

He looked at the clothes on Ouyang Lan's body and said, "Elder sister, I heard that your family is wealthy now, a large restaurant worth seven or eight million, why don't you change to some new clothes They look so shabby and old-fashioned, they don't match your status."

Ou Yangzhi turned his gaze to Ye Bufan and said, "That's right, Xiaofan. My elder sister raised you with great care. Although you are not biologically hers, now that we have money, we should at least buy a new set of clothes for your mother. You wouldn't be so stingy as to not even afford this little amount, would you"

If you're going to act like this, we uncles can't stand for it.

Of the six sisters in the Ouyang family, Ouyang Zhi is the most cunning. She first pointed out Ye Bufan's adopted status, bringing her closer to Ouyang Lan while distancing them from their mother-son relationship.

Ou Yang Lan was also very aware that her younger siblings were eyeing her money, so she didn't wear the designer clothes Qin Chu Chu had bought for her before going out. She just wore a plain outfit she usually wore.

When Ouyang Zhi asked Ye Bufan, she quickly said, "Little Zhi, it's not Little Fan's fault. He bought me many new clothes, but I'm not used to wearing them. My old clothes are more comfortable."

Ouyang Cheng curled his lips and said, "Elder sister, you've always protected him since childhood, and he's still the same."

Ou Yang Fei said, “That’s right, who would wear old clothes when they have new ones They must be too stingy to buy you new ones.”

"No, really not..."

Ou Yanglan regretted a little, she should have worn a new dress, so her son wouldn't feel embarrassed.

She wanted to explain a few more things, but at this moment, Ouyang Zhi's daughter, Ouyang Shan, said: "Aunt, we don't need to talk about the clothes anymore. But your phone is too outdated! Now everyone uses smart phones, who still uses an old-fashioned one like this"

"Really, auntie, your phone is so outdated. It wouldn't even be picked up if you threw it on the street."

Speaking was Ouyang Cheng's son, Ouyang Duo. This guy had a head full of yellow hair, wearing a floral shirt with his chest open, revealing a python tattoo. He didn't look like a respectable person at all.

Ouyang Lan said, “It's no wonder Xiao Fan. The phone is newly changed. I am used to this kind of phone, and I am not used to that touchscreen.”

"Big sister, I'm asking you, how old are you Just 50, right There's no need to actually make yourself look like an elderly person."

Ouyang Cheng pulled out a brand-new smartphone from his pocket with a smug smile and said, "Look, this is the latest phone Xiao Duo just bought me. It cost over 10,000 yuan."

Actually, who among us old folks really cares about how much a phone costs The important thing is the thoughtfulness of the children.

Ouyang Duo readily replied, “As you say, I'm your son. Even if I have no money, I can't let you down.”

Ouyang Fei said: “That’s right, there’s really no comparison between a real son and others.”

After he finished speaking, everyone in the room looked at Ye Bufan, their eyes filled with sarcasm and mockery.

Ye Bufan leaned against the window, saying nothing, just calmly watching these people's performance.

Yu Sitong said, "Mom, why are you making such a big deal out of it It's just a phone, there's no need to overreact."

"Children should not interrupt when adults are speaking." Ouyang Fei scolded, "Is this a problem with the phone This is about filial piety, this is about conscience, do you understand"

Ouyang De put on a serious expression and said, "Yes, Xiaotong, when you become successful in the future, you must not let your mother use this kind of phone."

Seeing these people sarcastically criticizing her son with guns and sticks, Ouyang Lan was anxious, but she didn't know what to say.

These people from the OuYang family obviously didn't want to let this topic go just yet. OuYang Shan spoke up again, saying: "Everyone is wrong, I think this phone wasn't bought, it was given as a gift with talk time included."

Ou Yang Duo snatched the phone from Ou Yang Lan's hand and said with a chuckle, "That's right, just this kind of old phone, you can get one for 500 yuan."

Ouyang Shan said, "500 yuan is too much. I saw a similar style the other day, it cost 300 yuan and came with a steel basin!"

Ouyang Duo said, "Impossible, Xiaofan is a rich man now. How could he only have 300 yuan of phone credit I guess it's probably 500 yuan."

Ou Yang Shan said, "I think this phone is worth 300 yuan. Otherwise, let's make a bet for 5 cents."

Ouyang Duo said, "Sure, I don't have much money, but five cents is no problem."

The two sang back and forth, sounding happy, and the people beside them also listened with laughter and couldn't be happier.

These people, hearing that Ye Bufan had become wealthy, were filled with envy. It seemed to them that this kind of mockery would give their envious feelings a sense of satisfaction.

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