Hearing the word 'just', an ominous cold rushed into Yang Fei's heart.
In order to prevent the good situation she had just grasped from getting out of control, she rushed to say: "It is inevitable that people will have misunderstandings. My sister has seen too many blind dates and it is normal for her to forget someone. My sister has apologized, and Brother Cao is not a stingy person.
, naturally I won’t argue with my sister.”
Cao Hailing was moved to the second beam, and it seemed too fussy to argue any further. He could only say casually, "It's okay. Yu Ran, please add me as a WeChat friend, and we'll keep in touch in the future."
With that said, he took out his mobile phone and entered WeChat to display the application interface. He was particularly confident that such a little bitch would definitely become good after trimming his hooves a few times.
The premise is that there must be an opportunity to contact him. For this premise, he is willing to bow his head.
Yang Yuran ignored the other party's overtures of kindness and made no new movements with his hands. One was placed on Qin Muyu's arm, and the other was holding L's birdcage bag.
With a warm smile on her pink lips, she looked at Cao Hailing indifferently and explained softly.
"You misunderstood. What I meant was that I remembered the trader company Mr. Gongzi I met on a blind date, but I learned more about it later and couldn't find the corresponding person. I would like to ask, does your family really run one of the top three trading companies in Hong Kong and Macau?
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Yang Yuran was confused. Although his attitude was distant, he was very polite and made it difficult for people to reason with him.
Cao Hailing looked extremely ugly, and the strange looks from people ignited his anger towards Yang Yuran.
At the blind date banquet, he was just too horny. He wanted Yang Yuran to pay more attention to him, so he blew his bullshit. He never thought that Yang Yuran would expose it by choosing this place.
"Oh, don't worry about this. You were rude first. I didn't even care about you. You added me as a friend first."
Hemming and hawing, changing the core theme with nonsense.
Yang Yuran scorned the 'ha' sound and asked in confusion: "Why should I add a WeChat friend of a stranger and a liar?"
The words "strange liar" completely destroyed Cao Hailing's pretended qualities. He yelled: "You bitch, I'm giving you face. You are nothing more than an unpopular daughter of the Yang family. You think I really like you, just because of your appearance."
It’s okay, I just spent some money to have some fun.”
Amidst the scolding, a big slap was directed at Yang Yuran's face.
"Ah, it hurts so much——"
"Damn it, it hurts to let go!"
The man and woman screamed in pain one after another, and Yang Yuran covered her face and hid in Qin Muyu's arms.
The man protecting her made a sharp move and without any hesitation, he bent Cao Hailing's wrist in the opposite direction.
Click!
The sound of broken bones clearly reached the ears of everyone present. The apparently subtle sound seemed to be amplified countless times at this moment, even overwhelming Cao Hailing's tragic cry of pain.
"Why are you making so much noise?"
Yang's father and Yang's mother walked out of the underground video room together. Yang's father noticed that a war had started and immediately focused his displeasure on Yang Yuran.
Yesterday, Yang Fei told him that Cao Hailing would come to attend. He thought that Yang Yuran had asked Cao Haitao to be his male companion. Thinking that Cao Hailing was not as rich as the Yin family and could at least put forward a front, he readily agreed.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yuran found the cheap son of the Zhou family. The cheap son of the Zhou family borrowed the courage from who knows where and dared to attack Cao Hailing.
As Cao Hailing said just now, he had to straighten out his family tonight. Just when he was about to get angry, his sleeve was pulled by someone around him.
Yang's father turned his head and saw Yang's mother staring at him with the same emotion. The next second, he whispered a warning: "It's not easy for Yu Ran to cooperate with Yang Fei. Don't forget what you promised me. You want Yu Ran to be with you tonight."
If you feel a little wronged here, don’t come asking me to come forward and contact my brother in the future."
A trace of hatred flashed through Father Yang's eyes. When he put away the hatred, he put on a loving smile and comforted the people around him.
"What kind of words are you talking about, madam? Yuran is my biological daughter, how could I help outsiders bully her? If you don't let Bai Yan come to the dinner party today, I asked her to stay in the annex building. I will treat everything as Madam
My main priority is to be happy, but my wife still doesn’t trust me so much, and I feel very uncomfortable.”
The words of accommodation made Yang's mother a little confused about whether the other party really cared about her, or whether she was just afraid of Uncle Yang Yuran's influence on the company's directors. No matter what the reason was, she must protect her daughter as her first principle tonight.
He continued to show no good looks and emphasized in a low voice: "Yu Ran was beaten, let's go over and find out what happened first."
"Okay ma'am."
Yang's father obeyed and agreed, and led Yang's mother to the scene of the incident. He frowned and scolded Qin Muyu: "Xiao Cao is an invited guest of my family after all. I don't need Young Master Zhou's help to take action."
Someone backed up, and Cao Haibo roared as if he was in a position of strength: "Hurry up and let go. If you harm me personally again, don't blame me for being rude."
Yang's father ignored Mother Yang's gentle suggestion that he should discipline Qin Muyu, and threatened him: "Today is a good day for a happy gathering. I don't want anything to spoil the fun, so let's turn the big things into small ones."
Yang Fei sat in the middle of the sofa in the living room. All the depression in her heart was dispelled by Yang's father's words. She almost jumped up and praised her.
Yang's father's next words were very similar to mediating conflicts, but Yang Fei knew Yang's father's intention. Just the word "young master of the Zhou family" was extremely insulting. It was tantamount to despising Qin Muyu's identity as a stepson in public. Not only did Yang's father despise himself, he also used his identity as the host to lead
The children of wealthy families present were abusive, clearly showing that anyone could trample on Qin Muyu's self-esteem.
The little woman lying in the warm embrace suddenly opened her red eyes and turned to stare at Father Yang.
However, the next second, her head was pushed back to her chest by Qin Muyu, and she heard his calm reply: "Cao Haibo repeatedly humiliated Ran Ran, and even slapped Ran Ran and me hard. I was just fighting back in self-defense. If Mr. Yang claims to be
If you can convict me based on the incomplete picture I saw, then I can find a lawyer. No one needs to give any favors to anyone, and we will go through the legal process."
"Qin, oh no, young master of the Zhou family, why do you have the nerve to talk nonsense!"
Jia Fangzhu was confident in helping Cao Haibo. She just shouted one sentence, but Mu Qiyun stopped her from saying anything else.
Mu Qiyun seemed to be afraid of her impulsiveness, so she covered her mouth with her hand and forcibly stopped her righteous act.
"Uncle Yang, believe me. I just got angry and raised my hand to scare Ling Qianjin. I didn't touch her at all, let alone Qin Gou."
Cao Haibo grimaced in pain, still insisting on explaining himself.
He found that Yang's father looked at him with sympathy at first, and he lasted less than five seconds before moving away and simply responding to his words with a 'hmm'. He knew that he must look ugly, and he didn't want to, but he was too cunning.
It hurts.
He turned to look at the culprit Qin Muyu with hatred, and shouted angrily: "Let go, do you still want to leave more evidence of guilt for yourself?"
"Take it away, don't you have any strength at all?" Qin Muyu teased casually.
Cao Haibo exerted a little force, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but for the sake of man's dignity, he pumped back with all his strength. Unexpectedly, Qin Muyu gave him time to pull away, and took the initiative to let go of his hand in the first two seconds.
He couldn't hold back the excessive force and almost fell backwards. Fortunately, Yang's father helped him.
Ignoring the mocking gazes of the lost couple, he endured the pain and dislocated his right hand, showing his misfortune. Then he hugged Father Yang's right arm with his left hand and complained sadly.
"Uncle Yang, you have to make the decision for my nephew. I have never encountered such a dog running wild in other people's homes."
Cao Haibo is very good at adding fuel to the fire, and his definition of "acting wild" successfully inspired Yang's father's face-saving temperament.
Yang's father shook off Yang's mother's hand on his left arm and announced loudly: "This kind of farce happened in my Yang family tonight. I must investigate and investigate Yang, and bring justice to those who have been wronged. Therefore, dinner will be postponed for half an hour."
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"Okay, Uncle Yang, I'm not hungry."
"It doesn't matter, we don't want the bad guys to succeed."
"That's right, just go and check."
The shouts of support were extremely exciting, showing that Yang Fei's friends were not too worried about the excitement.
"You guys come with me."
Yang's father coldly scolded him and walked to the security room with his sleeves rolled up.
Yang Yuran blinked at Qin Muyu, signaling that he could go. After receiving a nod, he slowly approached the neglected Mother Yang and spoke softly to enlighten her.
"Mom, don't worry about him."
Mother Yang knew who he represented in Yang Yuran's mouth, and could understand her daughter's mood of not using the honorific when it was not necessary. She put aside her own discomfort and asked in the same low voice with concern.
"Yu Ran, were you really beaten?"
She wanted to hear her daughter tell the truth so that she could find a way to help her. Judging from Qin Haibo's attitude of insisting on making trouble to the end, it is very likely that he did not meet his daughter.
Yang Yuran smiled mischievously at Mother Yang, supported her with both hands, and replied: "Don't worry, evil people will be punished."
And she is heaven!
Mother Yang did not receive a positive reply, and the mother and daughter could not have many private conversations, which inevitably aroused suspicion from others. With a high heart, she could only pray for her daughter in her heart.
As soon as Yang Yuran and the others walked out of the living room, Jia Fangzhu said anxiously: "Feifei, I want to go to the WC and I don't know where the bathroom is. Can you accompany me?"
Yang Fei glanced sideways at the requester, her displeasure evident in her expression, but it all disappeared when Li Shuo turned his head.
"I know where the bathroom is, I'll go with you."
Mu Qiyun took Jia Fangzhu's hand and led her away, and very thoughtfully helped Yang Fei deal with her avoidance.
After the two settled their internal problems, Jia Fangzhu opened her mouth to complain about Yang Fei, but Mu Qiyun stopped her with a wink. Her annoyance worsened. She and Mu Qiyun had a closer relationship than Yang Fei. If you have any doubts, there is no need to hide them, just ask them directly.
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"Why did you keep me from talking at night? Others may not be able to see clearly, but we clearly saw that Cao Haibo did not meet Yang Yuran and the others. We came here to help Yang Fei hold up the scene, so we should tell the truth."
Mu Qiyun took out her mobile phone from her pocket and found Jia Fangzhu's WeChat account. She edited a message and sent it: I know Yang Fei has given you a lot of benefits, but after Yang Fei's treat last time, you should see clearly that Yang Yuran is not a good person. She dares to be in public.
After such a performance, I am worried that there is something fishy about the surveillance angle. Our words are no match for the irrefutable surveillance evidence, so don’t take risks rashly.
Jia Fangzhu fidgeted and took out her mobile phone. After reading the message, she stopped complaining and expressed gratitude to her best friend: "Well, thank you Yunyun for reminding me."
The two walked out of the bathroom and overheard a man crying and begging for mercy from the back garden. The two best friends looked at each other and ran to the window to take a peek.
"Uncle Yang, I really didn't do anything. I don't know why the surveillance camera recorded my beating."
"Don't have any estranged relationship with my dad. The surveillance at home is all done by Yang Fei's own mother. You feel you are wronged, don't you? You can go and confront her."
Yang Yuran forcefully slapped away Cao Haibo's hand that was grabbing Yang's father. Whether it was intentional or not, the slapping motion continued to Cao Haibo's other dislocated wrist.
"Uncle Yang, there is something wrong with the surveillance. Please clear your nephew's name."
Cao Haibo burst into tears, half hurt and half angry.
Yang's father glanced meaningfully at Yang Yuran, and then gave Cao Haibo an ultimatum with a stern face: "The facts are in front of you, so don't make excuses. You'd better get out of here with dignity, and don't wait for the security to come and drag you away."
After that, he held out his arm to Mother Yang and said lovingly: "I let Madam starve because I didn't think carefully. I will pay attention to it in the future. Let's go, let's go have dinner."
"As soon as Yu Ran and Xiao Qin come."
Yang's mother received two "ums" and followed Yang's father to the restaurant first.
Yang Yuran and Qin Muyu walked side by side. Several questions rushed to her lips but she did not have the courage to ask. She was afraid of hearing the other party's straightforward answer and seeing the contemptuous disgust on the other party's face.
As he was walking with his head downcast, the man next to him suddenly seemed to have activated his mind-reading skills again.
He said: "Ran Ran, you did nothing wrong, we are just protecting ourselves."
A very light word, but with energy as powerful as the sun, lighting up the way forward, dispelling the haze and inferiority surrounding her heart, and happily looking up at the man beside her.
Qin Muyu raised his hand and caressed her head, then his hand naturally fell on her shoulder, holding her closer.
Yang's father invited Chef Zhiweixuan to cook in the evening and ordered a variety of authentic Hangzhou dishes. When they came in, the servants were bringing carefully arranged cold dishes to the table.
"Everyone, please take a seat."
After Father Yang finished speaking, people took their seats one after another.
Li Shuo was pulled to sit next to Yang Fei, facing the restaurant door, and happened to see Qin Muyu and Yang Yuran entering intimately.
Yang Fei quietly observed Li Shuo and accepted the other person's dark and unclear eyes with satisfaction.
Not having many people present at a meal actually makes the atmosphere very harmonious and pleasant. Husbands and wives raise their eyebrows together, sisters are courteous and courteous, and friends help each other.
Yang Yuran was eating beautifully, and from time to time she would pick up dishes for Qin Muyu next to her. Didn't she come to today's dinner just to show Li Shuo that she was no longer in love, so that Li Shuo would use her as a shield and bring trouble to her?
move.
She gave her best performance, and Yang Fei kept observing. Every time she saw Li Shuo's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and the sinister look in his slender eyes became more intense, she should have been happy, but her heartache spread throughout her body beyond her own control.
Li Shuo's concern for Yang Yuran reminded her that the man she liked was sincerely interested in another woman.
"You can tell from my sister's complexion that a woman nourished by love is so happy."
Yang Fei stirred up dissension in a sinister way.
Not to mention the man's complexion, Yang Yuran remembered what happened to him a few days ago and remembered what he had forgotten.
I forgot to remind He Ningyue at six o'clock to cooperate in the evening!
She turned on her phone to see the time. It was 9:27, well past the agreed time, which proved that He Ningyue had also forgotten.
My mind was working rapidly, thinking of other ways to deal with Yang Fei. Unfortunately, my thoughts became very chaotic due to anxiety, and I couldn't find a better way.
