On the way, Yang Yuran received further news from Zhou Yuanyuan through the celebrity circle. Yang Fei was bolder than she expected.
Yang Fei had no intention of canceling her birthday party at Baoge Club, but she only informed her manager this morning that she would not go.
Due to the urgency of the cancellation, all the money from renting the venue to setting up the banquet will not be refunded. You can apply for temporary storage of scene items in the warehouse for later use.
However, Yang Fei is very wealthy and said that there is no need to temporarily store it and it will be treated as waste.
The birthday party with millions of decorations was ruined with a casual wave of my hand. I have to say that money means being willful.
The capital that allows Yang Fei to be so willful cannot be separated from Yang's father's favor, nor can it be separated from Yang's mother's natal family's support for Yang's father's company.
The more Yang Yuran thought about it, the colder her heart became. She just replied "I understand" to Zhou Yuanyuan, then locked the phone and saw that the video invitation was sent.
She didn't drive, and driving a big G was too ostentatious, so she chose to take a taxi.
He raised his eyes and looked out of the car window, confirming that there was still about twenty minutes to go, and there was plenty of time. He tapped the Bluetooth headset twice to agree to the application.
Zhou Yuanyuan's worried voice came: "Put your phone away and let me see what you are wearing."
Yang Yuran knew that he couldn't hide it from the people who really cared about him, so he stretched his arms in cooperation.
"Let me go, Yang Yuran, you are dressed like a college student. I don't think you can even get in through the door of the slow swing bar. You are going to be bullied. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing!"
The loud curses continued, and Zhou Yuanyuan was so angry that she had to help think of a way to deal with the aftermath after swearing: "I asked my assistant to send a high-definition skirt over now. Don't wander around when you get there, wait for her."
Yang Yuran chuckled indifferently, and whispered slowly to comfort the impatient woman: "I dress like this to reduce He Ningyue's hostility towards me, and it can also awaken someone's compassion."
"You are talking about someone who is a scumbag like Li Shuo, right?"
Zhou Yuanyuan asked angrily, and when Yang Yuran nodded, she was afraid that her best friend would take the wrong path again, so she hurriedly warned her: "Don't try to do something miserable to get him to look back. Think about the time when He Ningyue troubled you. If he really had a conscience, he wouldn't
Let you suffer the humiliation alone."
"I know he won't look back this time."
Yang Yuran spoke calmly, without a trace of ripples in her charming fox eyes.
Zhou Yuanyuan observed her carefully for a moment, but could not find any trace of sadness on her face. Then she thought about the reason why Yang's mother agreed to Yang Yuran's trip, maybe because she wanted her to witness the reveal of the fatal knife in the end, so that she would give up.
After thinking about this, Zhou Yuanyuan's worry lessened, but she still felt that Yang Yuran's insistence yesterday didn't look like looking for a way to give up, but more like taking the initiative to provoke a fight.
"You said this time, is it possible that you still want to make plans for next time?"
Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't figure out what her best friend was thinking, so she simply asked: "Don't talk too far and unreliable. Do you have a way to make He Ningyue and Yang Fei look bad tonight? It won't just rely on the clothes of female college students, right?"
"Yes, Yuanyuan, I'll hang up when I get there. I'll tell you more details when I get home in the evening."
Yang Yuran locked her phone. Li Shuo once said that she liked her clean and uncontaminated beauty. When the two were in school, Li Shuo was most often dressed like her. People, once the feeling of nostalgia is awakened,
If there is a sharply contrasting reference, a lot of regrets will emerge uncontrollably.
As soon as I walked to the door of Slow Bar, an angry voice came from behind me: "Yang Yuran, what are you doing here?"
The voice was not familiar, but the memory of the two people's contact was too deep, and it was enough to distinguish who it was. He put on a surprised expression and turned to face the person questioning him.
"Today is my cousin's birthday. I received a message this morning asking me to come over to attend her birthday party. Why are you here too?"
"Nothing to do with you."
A guilty conscience flashed in He Ningyue's eyes, and the next second she regained the arrogance in her bones. Without further explanation, she stretched out her hand to push away the person blocking her, and walked straight into the dark black door of the imperial court.
Brother Men Ying was very sharp-eyed and served him grovelingly. Even though he knew that He Ningyue was not on the invitation list, he still led the way obediently.
Looking at He Ningyue's tall back, Yang Yuran silently quickened his steps to keep up.
Today, He Ningyue is wearing last year's spring and summer tasseled dress by Master Eink. The Chinese-style skirt has been chosen to belong to its owner from the beginning. After learning that the only daughter of the He family bought it, she was really envious of many famous families.
Thousands of gold.
Although it is last year's model, the long dress itself is of great significance and belongs exclusively to He Ningyue. In addition, Yang Fei just exposed the fake goods scandal yesterday, and He Ningyue is clearly here to cause trouble.
She failed to enter as smoothly as Ning Yue, and was stopped at the door. The new door greeter who came to take over the duty was very strict in abiding by the rules, and she had to show the invitation letter, otherwise she would not be allowed in.
Yang Yuran raised her white little hand, pointed at He Ningyue, who had green pass privileges, and said softly: "I came with her, you can ask her."
This sentence froze He Ningyue. He Ningyue was stunned for several seconds before slowly turning around and giving her a crazy look.
Men who stayed by He Ningyue's side encountered many unexpected situations. Judging from He Ningyue's expression, she didn't have much kindness toward Yang Yuran.
Wu made a decision on his own and showed his subordinates the "clear" action.
The handsome young man standing next to Yang Yuran immediately pressed the walkie-talkie on his chest and summoned the security guard in a rude voice.
"Don't stir up trouble. Someone really asked me to come. Now I come to the appointment but no one welcomes me. In this case, I just leave."
Yang Yuran turned around and took two steps, when He Ningyue's arrogant order came.
"Let her in."
The guy who blocked her door immediately changed his face, strode up to her, and respectfully invited: "Come in with me."
Yang Yuran pretended to be embarrassed and looked at the door and then at He Ningyue. He Ningyue looked at her coldly, then turned and walked into the depths of the loud music.
Yang Yuran did not put away her confused look, but trotted to He Ningyue's side.
"It seems that you are not favored in the Yang family, and you have to rely on me as an outsider to get in. Why are you not willing to make trouble if your boyfriend lets you rob him?"
The sarcasm hit, Yang Yuran sniffed in frustration, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and handed it to He Ningyue to look at.
"I know I'm not to be pampered, and I also know that Li Shuo and I spend most of our time together because I look like my cousin, so I try my best to be a transparent person at home. Originally, I wouldn't show up on such days, so there's no need to create trouble for my cousin.
Unpleasant, if she is unhappy, my dad will just settle the score with me. But I really received the message this morning, you see."
He Ningyue glanced at the mobile phone in front of her. The familiar number and content made her eyes darken, and Yang Yuran's self-pitying complaints came again.
"I see you entered successfully. I took it as the message you sent me. I'm sorry, did I cause trouble for you?"
The cowardly words instantly brought back He Ningyue's memory not long ago, when she went to Yang Yuran's school to cause trouble. Yang Yuran seemed to be so cowardly that he would only admit his mistakes and not dare to confront her.
