With a "bang" sound, Ye Rong's bedroom door was closed with her back. Yang Fan turned his head and looked at Ye Rong. He saw Ye Rong grinning evilly and standing by the door without leaving.
Huh? What does this mean? Why does it feel like I've fallen into a wolf's den?
"Hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey!" Two strings of very rhythmic smiles came out of Ye Rong's mouth. Together with the smile on her face, she really looked like the evil young man who molested the women of good families in ancient times!
"You...what are you going to do?" Yang Fan took a step back, covering his chest with both hands, and looked at Ye Rong with a horrified look on his face: "I'm a prostitute, not an artist, ah, no, I'm an artist but not a person!"
"Pfft", Ye Rong laughed out loud when she saw that Yang Fan was better at pretending than she was!
"Sit down." Ye Rong pointed to the chair next to the desk in her bedroom and said, "You are really poor, but I really can't be poorer than you."
"That is, when a female gangster encounters a male gangster, the female gangster usually retreats." Yang Fan said and sat down on the chair.
Ye Rong sat down on the bed, kicked the leg of the chair, and said, "How do you talk? Who are you calling a female gangster?"
"You acted like a female gangster just now." Yang Fan sat on the chair, crossed his legs, pulled out a cigarette and was about to light it.
"Go, go, don't smoke in my bedroom." Ye Rong kicked the chair leg again.
Regardless of Ye Rong's objections, Yang Fan lit the cigarette, took a sip, exhaled the smoke, and seemed to be savoring the endless aftertaste. After a while, he said: "I've been standing down there for a long time, and I haven't had a chance to smoke. I'm almost suffocated. Since you let me
I'm coming up here, why don't I take this time to smoke a cigarette, how about you?"
"Hey, has this become a reason for you to smoke?" Ye Rong smiled, stood up and walked a few steps, opened the window of his bedroom, and then said seriously to Yang Fan: "Let me ask you a question, don't be poor with me.
ah!"
"What's the problem?" Yang Fan asked.
"Aren't you a student? Why are you getting together with someone like my father again?" Two words were clearly written on Ye Rong's face - Gossip!
"What kind of person is your father?" Yang Fan asked with a wink, but secretly thinking in his heart: He really deserves to be a reporter, he really has a strong gossip mentality!
"Don't look down on me, my dad is in a gang!" Ye Rong said immediately: "Since you can hang out with people like my dad, it means you are also in a gang! But aren't you still a student? Why did you join them?
Is there such a gang? As far as I know, their gang is not so easy to join."
"You are talking about your father's gang." Yang Fan said, "It does not represent other gangs."
"Are you trying to trick me? Anyone who can sit with my dad and talk about things must have a lot of background!" Ye Rong looked at Yang Fan with a look of contempt and said, "That Uncle Meng you came with
, he must be a person of status on the Tao."
"What do you think?" Yang Fan saw that he couldn't get away with it, so he spread his hands and said, "Anyway, this is what you see."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? I'm asking you, how did a student of yours join a gang?" After Ye Rong said this, she paused and then said doubtfully: "Or maybe you were originally a gang member, or did you join a gang?
Entered school? Well, judging from your appearance, this explanation is more reasonable! Because you don’t look like a student no matter how you look at it.”
"That's why you called me up here to ask this?" Yang Fan did not answer Ye Rong's words, but asked this question.
"Yeah, can't you?" Ye Rong said.
"Okay, but I won't answer." Yang Fan leisurely smoked a cigarette and said slowly: "It's your freedom to ask or not. It's my freedom to answer or not!"
Ye Rong asked a confidential question, and Yang Fan would definitely not answer it. However, Ye Rong is a reporter, which gives Yang Fan a headache! Who knows if Ye Rong, a reporter, is good at digging up people's privacy? Once she
If you are interested in being a student and a gang member, you will have a lot of fun in the future!
However, Yang Fan also understood that he must show an indifferent look at this time! Only in this way can Ye Rong no longer care about this matter! If he shows a nervous look, it will definitely make Ye Rong's gossip heart
Burning, if it arouses her strong interest, I will not have a good life.
After chatting for a few words, Yang Fan successfully changed the topic. It must be said that Yang Fan and Ye Rong were matched against each other. Each of them was poorer than the other, and they had been bickering for nearly two hours without knowing it.
"So late?" Yang Fan inadvertently noticed the cute wall clock hanging on the wall and was shocked: "I have to go down quickly!" As he spoke, Yang Fan stood up and walked downstairs. He was talking nonsense with Ye Rong.
, actually forgot about the real thing...
"I'll see you off." I have to say that Ye Rong was very hospitable and enthusiastic, and Yang Fan came downstairs directly to see her off.
In fact, Yang Fan was also eager for Ye Rong to send her downstairs! He was talking nonsense with Ye Rong upstairs and lost track of time. The two big brother-level people didn't know if they would have an attack.
However, what is certain is that the two of them will definitely not have an attack in front of Ye Rong.
Yang Fan and Ye Rong came to the living room on the first floor one after another. When they saw Ye Zhengxing and Meng Zhehui, they couldn't help but look at each other and looked at each other.
"Is this a crazy situation?" Yang Fan lowered his voice and asked.
"How do I know? I haven't seen my dad drinking like this for a long time." Ye Rong also lowered her voice and said.
Ye Zhengxing and Meng Zhehui were still sitting on the sofa in the living room at this time, but what was different from before they went upstairs was that there was a plate of peanuts and two empty wine bottles on the table!
At this time, Ye Zhengxing was holding a third wine bottle to pour wine into their glasses!
It seemed that the two of them were in high spirits and did not notice that Yang Fan and Ye Rong had come downstairs.
"Shh!" Ye Rong made a silent gesture, and then grabbed Yang Fan, leaning forward and sneaking towards the sofa in the living room.
"That girl in my family is not on the right track with me!" Meng Zhehui said at this time: "I can't be as worry-free as this girl in your family!"
"What are you worrying about?" Ye Zhengxing glared, drained the wine in the glass, threw a few peanuts into his mouth, and said while eating: "Rongrong, this child, was called naughty when she was young, and she didn't give in at all.
I worry less.
I thought that growing up would make me worry less, but who knew that growing up would be even less worrying! I have to be on guard all day long for some blind little brat to pick up on her!
There is just such a baby bump. She wants to find a boyfriend. I have to strictly control this step! There is no way for anyone with bad character!"
The topic these two eldest brothers were talking about at this time turned out to be their own children! However, listening to their loud voices and loud tongues, it seemed that both of them were drunk...
"You said you're full of food? Isn't it normal for young people to fall in love? Why are you messing around?" Meng Zhehui said: "Where do you get so much leisure? Who your daughter likes, that's her
If you mess around with your own affairs, you may end up turning against each other!"
"Stop bluffing me! What's the big deal? As for turning against each other?" After Ye Zhengxing said this, he slapped himself on the forehead and said with a sudden realization: "Meng Zhehui, are you speaking for your little brother when you say this? You him?
Mother’s subordinate dares to pick up my daughter? I’ll send someone to teach that brat a lesson another day! By the way, what’s the name of the brat you just mentioned? What’s the name of Yang?”
Hearing Ye Zhengxing's words, Yang Fan was speechless. The eldest brother of the Xingyao Gang wanted to send someone to teach him a lesson...
"Teach my little brother a lesson?" Meng Zhehui was also unambiguous. He slapped the coffee table and said loudly: "My little brother can also be taught a lesson casually? I tell you the truth, my little brother has a great future! I am also prepared to teach him a lesson.
He has entrusted you with a heavy responsibility, and even if he and your daughter have a successful relationship, he is worthy of your daughter!"
"What's your little brother's position now? The boss?" Ye Zhengxing asked.
"The boss's younger brother!" Meng Zhehui said immediately.
"Bah! He is not worthy of my daughter even if he is the eldest brother of the cousin, so why should he be the eldest brother of the damn cousin?" Ye Zhengxing quit...
Yang Fan was speechless after hearing this. What are these two bosses doing? Are they going to forcefully pull a red line for themselves? Thinking of this, Yang Fan turned to look at Ye Rong.
Ye Rong could be seen gritting his teeth at this time with an indignant look, muttering in a low voice: "You are so old, and a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!"
Sensing that Yang Fan was looking at her, Ye Rong turned to look at Yang Fan, lowered her voice and said, "What are you looking at? I don't like you! Just give up on this idea!"
"Hey, I didn't say that I fell in love with you, didn't I?" When Yang Fan heard Ye Rong's words, he immediately retorted: "Don't you think you have reached the point where everyone loves you and flowers bloom when you see them?" After saying this,
, Yang Fan added disdainfully: "I don't know where you got such great self-confidence!"
"Don't worry about where I get my self-confidence. I don't like you anyway!" Ye Rong said without any sign of weakness: "There are plenty of men like you on the street who want a career but not a career, and who want looks but no appearance."
"Yes, there are many men like me on the street!" Yang Fan said, "But none of these men look down on you!"
Just as Ye Rong was about to retaliate, she heard Meng Zhehui drink up the wine in the glass, smash it in his mouth, and say: "Then tell me, what kind of status is my little brother worthy of your daughter? Isn't that just status?
Status? I don’t have the final say in my gang? Whatever status I say he has in the gang, that’s what his status is!
Don’t tell me, it would be great if our two gangs could get married! I’m not joking with you this time, seriously, you should think about it!”
"If you, a little brother, want to be worthy of my daughter, your identity must at least be..." When Ye Zhengxing said this, half of the words got stuck in his throat!