If you want to get anything, you need to pay a corresponding price. Since you want to get wealth and status, it is normal to sacrifice love. Zhang Haoxuan sighed softly, his eyes became firm again, and he strode to the second floor. The matter has arrived.
Now at this point, he could no longer turn back, and he had no intention of turning back.
When Zhang Haoxuan came to the second floor, Zhu Jiaojiao had already put on her makeup. Seeing Zhang Haoxuan coming over, she asked impatiently. "We're already here. It's in the living room below." Zhang Haoxuan said. "Oh, which one is it? I'll tell you.
I want to see something." Guo Xiaomei said with interest, and the three of them looked through the glass window on the second floor to the living room below.
"It's her!" Following Zhang Haoxuan's instructions, Guo Xiaomei saw Yang Yuxi at a glance and couldn't help but exclaimed. "What, Xiaomei, do you know her?" Zhu Jiaojiao asked curiously. "They are the ones I mentioned before.
The country bumpkin who offended me, I originally wanted to teach them a lesson after I dealt with your matter, but I didn't expect it to be the same person. What a coincidence, we just settled old and new grudges together." Guo Xiaomei sneered.
"When will we start dealing with her?" Guo Xiaomei asked. "Wait a minute." Zhu Jiaojiao said, whispering to Guo Xiaomei for a while. The two of them laughed evilly from time to time, wondering what sinister idea they had thought of.
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In the lobby on the first floor, Ding Qian helped Yang Yuxi serve some desserts, but she had no appetite at all, and many people around them pointed and commented on them. Apparently, the aftermath of Yang Yuxi's previous statement that the rich landscape painting was a fake had not yet passed.
"You are really thick-skinned. Even after being exposed through the peep show, you can still eat desserts as if nothing happened." Someone mocked. Yang Yuxi was so preoccupied at this time that her mind was not on this at all. She was in a daze and couldn't hear what everyone was saying.
, and although Ding Qian heard it, she pretended not to know, and pulled Yang Yuxi aside. However, maybe everyone was too bored, or maybe it was because Yang Yuxi's words just now were too shocking. No matter where the two of them went, there were people giving advice and even talking.
Someone with good intentions approached Yi Yun, one of the shareholders of Binhai Club.
"Mr. Yi, some people say that the rich landscape painting in the hall is a fake. I wonder what you think about this?" Someone asked. "Is there such a thing?" Yi Yun frowned. "Yes, it's her.
They say this Fujia landscape painting is a fake." Someone pointed at Yang Yuxi and the others and led Yi Yun towards them.
"Isn't that Mr. Yi? He is one of the shareholders of Binhai Club. I didn't expect him to come too. There is a good show to watch this time." Everyone looked excited when they saw Yi Yun walking towards Yang Yuxi. Many people followed suit.
Behind him, a group of people rushed towards Yang Yuxi.
Ding Qian noticed the movement here and looked up, only to see a man walking towards him surrounded by people. The man looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was not tall and slightly stout. His hair was neatly arranged and he was wearing a black hat.
The person who caught her eye was Yi Yun, one of the shareholders of this club, which made her secretly complain.
"Mr. Yi is here, there is a good show to watch this time." Someone gloated. Ding Qian looked anxious, and her wrist holding Yang Yuxi trembled slightly. Even she, who has always been quite quick-witted, did not know how to face such a scene.
What to do? As Mr. Yi approached, she felt on pins and needles, her palms were already wet with sweat, and she felt her eyes darken for a while. She wanted to escape from here, but her feet seemed to be rooted, and she couldn't move at all.