Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 424 - 424 420 Two Women in Conflict

424: Chapter 420: Two Women in Conflict 424: Chapter 420: Two Women in Conflict At seven o’clock in the evening, Ye Fan and Qing Luan boarded the plane flying to Hua Hai City, sitting next to each other in the business class section.

Ye Fan and Qing Luan had booked their seats too late, and first-class was already fully booked.

In addition, the plane was a regional flight, where the seats were quite narrow.

Ye Fan, being tall and broad-shouldered, found himself almost arm to arm with Qing Luan as they sat.

Unlike Ye Fan, who was preoccupied with thoughts about how to handle Tantai Wanrong’s marriage upon returning to Hua Hai City, Qing Luan’s spirits soared with the plane’s takeoff, her laughter ringing out like silver bells.

“Giggle, we’re finally going back to our country!” Qing Luan said to Ye Fan with a smile, “Brother Ye, I’m so happy.”

Ye Fan nodded with a smile and said, “This time returning home, make sure you have a lot of fun.”

A beautiful young girl in the prime of her youth had been living for a long time in the poverty-stricken and backward parts of Africa, surrounded by black people; it truly seemed a bit of a waste.

“Hmm!

I will definitely have lots of fun!” Qing Luan said energetically as she nodded, then she started chatting to Ye Fan about how she planned to enjoy herself in Hua Hai City.

After roughly an hour and a half, Qing Luan, feeling a bit tired, finally stopped talking and closed her eyes to rest.

Ye Fan glanced at Qing Luan’s pretty face, then turned his head back, resting it against the chair, and couldn’t help but ponder the news of Tantai Wanrong’s marriage.

“I’ve been in touch with Aunt Wanrong all this while, but she hasn’t revealed a thing.

I wonder if she doesn’t want me to get involved in her affairs?” Ye Fan thought with a sense of loss.

From the beginning, he had some feelings for Tantai Wanrong, but to stop any reminiscing from him and make future interactions easier, she insisted that he call her “aunt.” Tantai Wanrong handled their interactions well thereafter, making Ye Fan feel more like she was a relative.

That was also why he eventually introduced Lu Xiaoman to Tantai Wanrong.

However, now that Tantai Wanrong was suddenly getting married, he felt utterly disoriented, with feelings of loss, sadness, and jealousy surging through him all at once.

This made him realize that he still cared about Tantai Wanrong a great deal.

“Even though I can’t do much, I must at least help Aunt Wanrong by keeping an eye out,” Ye Fan thought to himself.

More than ten hours later, they arrived in Hua Hai City.

Stepping off the plane and exiting the airport, a pair of identical, extremely beautiful women approached, beaming with joy.

One of them, dressed rather simply, threw herself into Ye Fan’s arms like a swallow returning to its nest, clinging tightly to his sturdy frame.

“Ye Fan…” Lu Xiaoman called out, unable to contain her emotions.

Ye Fan smiled tenderly, lightly stroking Lu Xiaoman’s back: “Sister Xiaoman.”

Qing Luan, who had come out with Ye Fan, was shocked, her smiling face suddenly freezing.

Mo Xiaoyan, while pleased, regarded Qing Luan with a demeanor full of caution and wariness.

After hugging Ye Fan excitedly for a while, Lu Xiaoman eventually calmed down somewhat.

Remembering they were at an airport with many people watching, she immediately blushed, released Ye Fan, and quickly stepped out of his embrace.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyan turned her gaze back to Ye Fan and cheerfully called out, “Brother-in-law.”

“Hehe, Xiaoyan.” Ye Fan smiled and replied.

“I want a hug too,” Mo Xiaoyan said sweetly, extending her arms and throwing herself into Ye Fan’s strong and wide embrace.

Without giving it much thought, Ye Fan smiled and gave Mo Xiaoyan a polite, light hug before letting her go.

After leaving Ye Fan’s embrace, Mo Xiaoyan’s gaze once again fell on Qing Luan, and she asked Ye Fan, “Brother-in-law, who is she?”

Following Mo Xiaoyan’s inquiry, Lu Xiaoman then noticed Ji Qingluan’s presence.

The disheartened Ji Qingluan squeezed out a bitter smile, and without waiting for Ye Fan to introduce her, she took the initiative to introduce herself, “Hello everyone, I’m Ye Brother’s good friend, Ji Qingluan.

Uh, I’ve known Ye Brother for over four years now, and we often hang out together.”

Lu Xiaoman didn’t show much reaction, but Mo Xiaoyan, without waiting for Ye Fan to introduce her, also took the initiative to provocatively introduce herself, “This is my sister, Lu Xiaoman, Ye Brother’s official girlfriend.

My name is Mo Xiaoyan.”

She emphasized the words “official girlfriend” quite heavily.

Ji Qingluan turned her head to look at Ye Fan, who smiled and nodded, “Indeed, Sister Xiaoman is my girlfriend.”

Then, he said to the three women, “Let’s go; this isn’t the place for chatting.”

“Tehe, right!

Let’s head back,” Mo Xiaoyan giggled, quickly gave Lu Xiaoman a knowing look, and then cheerfully took a step forward, inserting herself between Ye Fan and Ji Qingluan, extending her hand to gently hold Ye Fan’s arm.

Lu Xiaoman and Mo Xiaoyan almost read each other’s minds; of course, Lu Xiaoman understood Mo Xiaoyan’s look, but she did not move forward to take Ye Fan’s other arm.

Ji Qingluan, provoked by Mo Xiaoyan, would have just barely tolerated it from Lu Xiaoman, but Mo Xiaoyan, just a little sister-in-law, acting so arrogantly—so when she saw Lu Xiaoman not moving forward, she immediately circled around from behind and also held onto Ye Fan’s arm.

With his arms being held by both Mo Xiaoyan and Ji Qingluan, the official girlfriend, Lu Xiaoman, was left hanging on the side.

Ye Fan, a bit speechlessly, said, “What are you two doing, let go.”

“I won’t let go.

If someone should let go, it should be her!” Mo Xiaoyan said with her pretty face lifted, a bit imperiously.

Ji Qingluan also spoke up immediately, “There are too many people here, and I’ve never been to Hua Hai City before; I’m afraid I might get lost.”

Seeing that neither woman was willing to let go, and it wasn’t appropriate to escalate to a physical altercation, Ye Fan looked helplessly at Lu Xiaoman.

Lu Xiaoman’s pretty face showed a tolerant and gentle smile, “Let’s go.

A lot of people are watching.”

In fact, not to mention Lu Xiaoman and Mo Xiaoyan, this pair of beautiful twin sisters, Ji Qingluan was also a very exceptional and distinctive beauty.

With the three women standing together, they naturally attracted a lot of attention.

People couldn’t help but stop and watch, despite just getting off the plane in a hurry.

And with Mo Xiaoyan and Ji Qingluan each holding onto Ye Fan’s arms, this only fueled the envy, jealousy, and resentment of the onlookers.

When they reached the parking lot and arrived at Mo Xiaoyan’s Porsche, Mo Xiaoyan and Ji Qingluan started to argue over the seating.

Initially, Ye Fan intended to drive, with Lu Xiaoman sitting in the passenger seat, but both Mo Xiaoyan and Ji Qingluan disagreed, as they were unwilling to sit together.

Mo Xiaoyan made it clear that she rejected Ji Qingluan, and Ji Qingluan couldn’t stand the audacity of Mo Xiaoyan, who wasn’t even a real sister-in-law, so the two didn’t see eye to eye.

Lu Xiaoman volunteered to sit in the back seat, and then Mo Xiaoyan and Ji Qingluan competed for the passenger seat.

In the end, as there was no alternative, it turned out that Lu Xiaoman drove, with Ye Fan, Mo Xiaoyan, and Ji Qingluan all sitting in the back seat, and Ye Fan sitting in the middle.

Although it was possible for him to drive with all three women sitting in the back seat, he knew Lu Xiaoman wouldn’t show a cold face to Ji Qingluan, but Mo Xiaoyan would definitely provoke during the ride, and with Ji Qingluan being outnumbered, she would surely feel greatly bullied.

Ye Fan certainly didn’t want to see Ji Qingluan getting too upset just as she returned to the country.

Ji Qingluan held a deep friendship with him.

After he went to Africa, since the Dragon Group cooperated closely with the Flying Dragon Mercenary Corps, he met Ji Qingluan not too long after, and since they were a rare sight of same-aged peers in Africa, they often hung out together when they were free.

However, sitting like this, the backseat was crowded.

Ye Fan, sitting in the middle, had both Mo Xiaoyan and Ji Qingluan’s halves of their bodies half forced, half voluntarily pressed against him, soft and fragrant.

For a moment, Ye Fan felt the sensation of being flanked on both sides, and couldn’t help but secretly revel in the feeling.

Of course, he couldn’t let this show even in the slightest; he had to appear unwilling, frustrated, and even pained.