Chapter 573

"He, why is he here?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Lu Xiaoya's face instantly turned pale, and her body trembled slightly.

Ye Fan's brows furrowed as well, for the person who had arrived was none other than Tang Chuchu's father, Tang Zhenlin.

Why would he be here?

"What? Are you not welcoming an old man like me?" Tang Zhenlin spoke slowly, his expression unreadable.

Ye Fan said nothing, instead pulling Lu Xiaoya back a few steps, as he sensed a faint, almost imperceptible killing intent emanating from Tang Zhenlin.

"Uncle Tang, is there something you need here?" Ye Fan's voice was calm, but his eyes were fixed on Tang Zhenlin, afraid he might harm Lu Xiaoya.

Tang Zhenlin looked at Ye Fan and suddenly smiled. "Heh heh, Ye Fan, Ye Fan, do you really think I don't know about you and Chuchu?"

Ye Fan's pupils contracted. He knew that the "Chuchu" Tang Zhenlin referred to was Tang Chuchu, but he hadn't expected Tang Zhenlin to know about their connection.

Tang Zhenlin's face instantly darkened, and his gaze swept coldly over Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoya. "I'm warning you, Ye Fan, if you dare to bully my daughter, I will never let you off."

Ye Fan's expression also turned grim instantly. He hadn't expected Tang Zhenlin to misunderstand his relationship with Tang Chuchu.

"Uncle Tang, you've misunderstood. Chuchu and I are just ordinary friends."

Tang Zhenlin snorted coldly, clearly disbelieving Ye Fan's words. "Ordinary friends? Do ordinary friends, a man and a woman, stay in the same room in the middle of the night?"

Ye Fan was rendered speechless. He knew that any explanation now would be futile.

"Lu Xiaoya, get over here!" Tang Zhenlin suddenly shifted his gaze to Lu Xiaoya, his voice bone-chillingly cold.

Lu Xiaoya's body trembled, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but she still gathered her courage and stood beside Ye Fan. "Uncle Tang, Ye Fan and I are truly in love. Please allow us to be together." Lu Xiaoya's voice was soft but exceptionally firm.

Tang Zhenlin's face instantly turned ashen. He hadn't expected Lu Xiaoya to say such a thing.

"Good, very good!" Tang Zhenlin laughed in exasperation. "Lu Xiaoya, don't think I don't know your little tricks. You don't like Ye Fan at all; you just want to use him to get revenge on the Tang family!"

Lu Xiaoya's face instantly turned pale. She hadn't expected Tang Zhenlin to know about this. "No, that's not it, Uncle Tang, I didn't..."

"Shut up!" Tang Zhenlin gave Lu Xiaoya no chance to explain. "Ye Fan, you've also been deceived by this woman. She's not genuinely fond of you."

Ye Fan's brows furrowed. He could see that Tang Zhenlin was truly enraged. "Uncle Tang, no matter what Xiaoya does, I trust her." Ye Fan's voice was calm but filled with conviction.

Tang Zhenlin's expression grew even uglier. He hadn't expected Ye Fan to defend Lu Xiaoya so strongly. "Alright, Ye Fan, since you insist on clinging to your delusion, I have nothing more to say."

Tang Zhenlin gave Ye Fan a cold glance, then turned and left.

Ye Fan watched Tang Zhenlin's retreating back, his brows tightly furrowed. He knew that Tang Zhenlin was truly angry this time.

"Ye Fan, I'm sorry, I dragged you into this." Lu Xiaoya's eyes welled with tears, and her voice choked with sobs.

Ye Fan shook his head and gently pulled Lu Xiaoya into his arms. "Foolish girl, don't say such silly things. As long as we truly love each other, no one can stop us."

Lu Xiaoya hugged Ye Fan tightly, feeling the warmth of his body, her heart filled with happiness.

"Ye Fan, thank you."