Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 691 - 690: Not Le Xuan

Outside the tavern, people co and go, but inside, it’s completely silent.

The drinkers have all left; in order to let Le Zhao have a good drink, Duan Yunfei has reserved the tavern, so now, other than Le Zhao’s choking narration, there is no other sound.

It’s the first ti Shen Qinglan has seen Le Zhao cry, feeling sowhat touched inside.

She sighed inwardly, wondering what kind of heartless father could force a man, who usually doesn’t show his emotions, to the point of tears streaming down his face.

After an unknown amount of ti, Le Zhao coldly laughed and said, "He said he doesn’t care about anything, but he wants to give up the person I love to marry the ’daughter-in-law’ he values? Never going to happen! He doesn’t recognize as his son, and I refuse to recognize him as my father!"

Duan Yunfei raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder, gently tapping twice, "What’s there to fear? Worst case, you can join our Yongning Manor."

"Pfft—cough cough—"

Shen Qinglan directly sprayed out her drink, and the remaining alcohol made her cough non-stop.

"Why are you so careless?" Duan Yunfei hurriedly patted her back, still teasing, "It’s just joining Aunt i’s family, not the Duan Family, so why so nervous?"

Le Zhao couldn’t help but laugh through his tears, "Miss Shen, don’t worry! Even if he fancies , I won’t fancy him."

Shen Qinglan clutched her chest and glared at them lightly; the spicy taste made her throat and nose uncomfortable.

Duan Yunfei quickly poured a bowl of soup for her to drink, which made her feel a bit better.

Seeing her face finally return to normal, Duan Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief, half-heartedly and amusingly said, "Could you misunderstand that? Are you being foolish?"

"I didn’t misunderstand!"

Shen Qinglan sighed helplessly; she was just startled for a mont.

After her spraying, Le Zhao’s mood improved greatly following the light teasing.

By the ti the three of them left the tavern, it was already dusk.

Le Zhao drank the most, and was a bit drunk, his walking was unsteady, Duan Yunfei attempted to support him several tis, only to be rejected each ti.

"What’s wrong with Mr. Le?"

Watching Le Zhao stumble in his steps, Xuan Ming was a bit surprised.

Even though Le Zhao’s drinking capacity wasn’t considered excellent, it was average, and ever since the last ti he drank and vomited all over Xuan Ying with Duan Yunfei and Yan Yijie, he hadn’t gotten drunk again.

"What’s wrong with him? How did he end up drinking like this?"

Xuan Ying was also a bit astonished; as he approached, Le Zhao cheerfully attached himself to him, almost hanging onto him completely, the sll of alcohol so strong it made Xuan Ying roll his eyes, his face full of disdain, yet he dared not push him away.

Le Zhao rubbed his shoulder and called out softly, "Ah Ying."

Xuan Ying blushed and said disdainfully, "What are you doing?"

"He’s drunk." Duan Yunfei looked at Xuan Ying and said, "You better take him back to rest first."

"Oh!"

Xuan Ying steadied Le Zhao, noticing the bloodshot eyes, he frowned slightly; he had never seen Le Zhao so bedraggled.

"I’ll take him back to rest then," he said, glancing at Duan Yunfei, but seeing no intention to explain, he felt a bit disappointed.

Duan Yunfei nodded, "Go ahead."

After Xuan Ying led him away, Xuan Ming then looked at Duan Yunfei and asked, "Did sothing happen?"

"It’s a long story," Duan Yunfei shook his head with a sigh.

Xuan Ming speculated, "Was it Mr. Le Da or Mr. Le Lao who said sothing?"

Duan Yunfei responded flatly, "It wasn’t Le Xuan."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ming imdiately understood; if it wasn’t Le Xuan, then it could only be Mr. Le Lao.