Yang Yuran only glanced at the note name, put the phone back on the table, and let it vibrate continuously.
People's preferences determine the direction of preference. No matter how Yang's father acts or pretends, there will always be some parts of his heart that cannot be concealed.
For example, Yang Fei has the bad habits she picked up from a small family in the city. When eating, she likes to order the housekeeper to turn the turntable to her favorite dishes. No one will pay attention to her once or twice, and it will always make people feel uneducated.
Bai Yan had told her many times in recent years that she would pay special attention when accompanying Yang's father to receive important guests outside, but her problems at home were still hard to correct.
When the old housekeeper hesitated to take sides, no one helped her to dominate. She even moved around by herself, holding on to her favorite vegetable.
Even then, Father Yang still turned a blind eye when he saw this move.
Yang's mother mentioned Yang Fei's impolite behavior at the dinner table, and Yang Fei's father also helped Yang Fei make excuses, meaning that Yang Fei lived in the auxiliary building, and the three meals cooked by the chef were mainly based on the flavors of the main building.
Slowly cook for the servants in the annex building, but take care of Bai Yan and her daughter.
The excuse was sufficient. Yang's mother had been exposed to rain, so she could understand the feeling of being exposed to the rain. Thinking of the recent meals at home that she and Yang Yuran loved to eat, she couldn't bear to say more about Yang Fei.
Yang Yuran was not as compassionate as Mother Yang, and could see more clearly. Father Yang spoke nicely but actually secretly compensated Bai Yan and her daughter.
Just from Yang Fei’s circle of friends, it can be seen that the most favored daughter of the Yang family is still Yang Fei. She lives a life of luxury every day. She can buy hundreds of millions of dollars, and she can only wear high-end clothes once or twice. If she has more, she will look like a wealthy woman.
Low grade.
People's partiality is not reflected in the details. During the whole dinner, Yang Fei had already cleared the plate of her favorite food, and Father Yang didn't say a word.
Yang Yuran's cell phone only vibrated for about half a minute, attracting Father Yang's displeased gaze many times.
Seeing that she was unmoved, he simply challenged her and said, "Yu Ran, today is a day to get together with relatives and friends. Please turn off the harassing phone calls and don't affect everyone's mood during the meal."
Listen, her little movement affected everyone's dining mood. Yang Fei eating alone didn't affect everyone's dining mood?
Others don't know, but it can be seen from the fact that Li Shuo didn't touch the dishes that Yang Fei ate with great effort that he disliked them.
"Dad, do you want me to turn off the phone?" Yang Yuran asked calmly.
Father Yang's scalp was numb. Recently, he discovered that his eldest daughter seemed to have a lot of evil intentions. Especially when she acted coquettishly and called him daddy, there was always a small trap falling.
The corner of his eye glanced at Qin Muyu next to Yang Yuran. This man looked just like his eldest daughter, too ostentatious.
The man was putting his chopsticks back on the chopstick pillow, staring at him with interest, waiting to see how he would answer.
Yang's mother, who was next to Yang's father, also made trouble for him. She kept touching him with her legs under the table, implying that Yang Yuran should be ignored.
A feeling of displeasure welled up in his heart, and all the clowns wanted to outdo him, which was simply wishful thinking.
His face immediately became stern and he replied in a deep voice: "It's past nine o'clock in the evening. I think it's not the company's business to come to you. Let's take it easy and cherish the time together."
Yang Yuran took a breath, raised her eyes to look at Father Yang, and confirmed again and again in surprise: "Dad, do you really want me to hang up?"
"I told you to hang up, so hang up." Father Yang replied impatiently.
Yang Yuran timidly shook her body, picked up the upside-down mobile phone, turned the screen to Yang's father, and said in a trembling voice: "It's Ning Yue who sent the video invitation. I don't dare to hang up. Dad, you can hang up."
The next second, she put her phone on the turntable like a hot potato. Yang Fei was adjusting the position of the dishes and accidentally turned her phone to Father Yang.
When Yang Fei realized that she had hit the road by mistake, it was too late. She hung her hands in guilt and stared at the food in the bowl to show that she knew her mistake.
Father Yang's face was almost turning green, but he was the only one who could endure his temper, and his two daughters could not be beaten or scolded.
He always felt guilty about his treatment of Yang Fei, and Yang Yuran was like a time bomb, not to mention untouchable.
Knowing that this dead girl had no good intentions, she held back her anger and said in a soft voice: "It turns out that Ning Yue is looking for you. There must be important business, please hurry up and take it."
His tone was full of his father's love and doting, and there seemed to be a hint of pride.
Yang Yuran almost made Yang Fu's hypocrisy sick to his stomach. But, how can a person in life only meet people and things that go well with him? People are inherently contradictory. Some relationships must be maintained no matter how hard you resist, and you still have to work hard on some things no matter how disgusting you are.
After sighing silently, he frowned slightly and said awkwardly: "Today is a very important day. I want to spend more time with you."
The unchanging conclusion was thrown back again, and the frustrated Yang father looked at his eldest daughter with a cold eyebrow, who was deliberately causing trouble.
Then he saw a similar situation that happened not long ago. Yang Yuran lowered his hands and stared blankly at the food in the bowl, as if he was scared out of his wits.
Father Yang pulled his crotch and kept silent. He was almost sixty years old, and he always let a daughter in her twenties plot against her. What was going on? If this was spread, people would laugh to death.
The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence. Yang Fei guessed that something good was about to happen. She glanced at Yang Yuran, intending to see his joke, but when she saw that the other party was imitating her, she almost jumped up and cursed him in anger.
Fortunately, Li Shuo pressed her leg and reminded her softly: "Whoever gets impatient first will lose."
"Okay, thank you brother Li Shuo."
Yang Fei secretly rejoiced, her hand quietly approached Li Shuo to steady her big hand, and then she touched it, and Li Shuo withdrew it.
Although it was a little uncomfortable, Li Shuo could help her prove that he still loved her.
There are only two focal points of the audience, Yang Yuran and her mobile phone. The visiting rich kids have never tasted any delicacies, so tonight is just Hangzhou cuisine. It doesn’t matter whether they eat or not. They prefer to watch the excitement, and there are
They silently kept their mouths shut and watched the infighting within the Yang family.
At this stage, Yang Yuran can't compete with Father Yang, and the little old man is more stubborn. He may get angry at any time, flip the table and leave.
But until the last moment, no one knows the outcome. Maybe God will pity Yang Yuran. Just when Yang's father was about to take care of his daughter, Yang Yuran's phone stopped vibrating, and two new messages came in.
Yang's mother suddenly became wise and tugged on the corner of Yang's father's clothes, reminding her softly: "You will get angry now, and both daughters must reprimand you. Otherwise, it will only make outsiders laugh and say that you are deceived by lard and do not pamper your own children but doting on your brothers."
My child, there may be unpleasant rumors that you cuckolded your brother a long time ago. He Ningyue stopped calling. This is a good step. You'd better use the slope to come down with your daughter."
Yang's father thought for a moment and then angrily scolded the old housekeeper behind him: "Your eyes are useless. You didn't see the eldest lady's friend looking for her. Send her the phone quickly."
"Yes, sir."
How dare the butler have a temper? He obeyed respectfully, picked up the phone from the turntable, walked around to where Yang Yuran was, and handed it over with both hands.
"Miss, please get down to business first."
"I got it. I'll call her back and ask her if she has anything important to do. If not, I'll continue to accompany her relatives and friends. If there is, I'll go out and pick her up."
Yang Yuran replied weakly, took the phone and checked the unread messages first. Both of them were from He Ningyue.
Three minutes ago: What happens if I don’t answer for half a day?
Two minutes ago: Tell me you're safe and don't make me worry.
Yang Yuran felt warm in her heart. She thought that He Ningyue would ask whether Li Shuo was present, but she received a message that he was only concerned about her.
She picked up her phone and pressed the volume button, turned it up to the highest volume, and called He Ningyue.
The other party answered the call immediately and asked anxiously: "What are you busy with if you don't answer the phone?"
As Yang Yuran expected, the mobile phone's sound amplification effect was good in extremely quiet places.
He quickly looked around at the people present, almost eavesdropping with his ears raised.
Yang Yuran pretended not to notice and answered normally: "We were having dinner at home, and my phone was in my bag just now."
"Don't lie to me. As an agent, you can't keep your phone too far away from your hand. I heard your voice sound like you were crying. Who messed with you? Let me tell you who is so brave. Is it your lover?
The demonic cousin?"
He Ningyue is very smart and can guide the conversation to the situation she wants with a few words.
Yang Yuran cleared her throat and chuckled: "With you and Yuanyuan protecting me, who dares to mess with me? What's wrong with calling me?"
"It's okay, I just miss you. Answer the video. I want to see with my own eyes that you are safe and sound before I feel relieved."
As soon as He Ningyue's stubborn words came out, Yang Yuran first looked at Yang's father cautiously.
Father Yang made his scheming daughter so angry that his liver ached, but he still kept a smile on his face and raised his chin towards her to signal her to accept.
Like a good girl who only listens to her parents, Yang Yuran obeyed and agreed: "Okay, I'll send you a video."
After receiving He Ningyue's "yes" answer, Yang Yuran hung up the phone. Without giving Yang Fei time to wink at Yang's father, or giving them a chance to regret it, he immediately made a video call to apply, and He Ningyue got through in seconds.
Yang Yuran looked at herself with the front camera, waved her hand and greeted He Ningyue: "Good evening, Ningyue."
"Your eyes are so red, and you said you didn't cry?" He Ningyue expressed deep disbelief.
Yang Yuran moved her face closer to the camera, lightly touched her upper eyelids with her fingers, and explained: "No, I used warm eyeshadow to make it look a bit red under the light."
"Why do I always feel like you are lying to me?"
He Ningyue paused deliberately and stared at Yang Yuran with her eyes raised.
Yang Yuran was very anxious and said several times: "No, I didn't lie to you."
"I seriously suspect that you are hiding in the room crying by yourself. Don't let the light shine on yourself. Turn the camera around and let me see if you are lying."
Strong demands were made, and the climax came.
Everyone present looked at Yang Fei and Li Shuo with ulterior motives. In fact, Yang Fei had already sensed something was wrong when she heard the word video. Unfortunately, it was too late to stop them.
She lowered her head and did not dare to move at all, especially because she was afraid that Yang Yuran would turn the camera to where she and Li Shuo were.
Being in such a hidden state like a mistress made her extremely angry, but she couldn't stand up for the time being. Who told her to seek death and hurt Li Shuo's heart? It was not easy to win Li Shuo over for dinner. She had to stabilize her relationship first.
When Li Shuo can't live without her, she will make He Ningyue and Yang Yuran repay her a hundredfold for the grievances she suffered.
No one understands Yang Fei's inner fluctuations, let alone Li Shuo's thoughts. From the outside, Li Shuo is not panicked, but looks forward to Yang Yuran's response just like the crowd.
"Yu Ran, why don't you speak? Are you thinking of sad things again? If I were you, I would have made the dirty things that your cousin did to the public a long time ago. Why did you deliberately commit misfortune to win your father's sympathy and make you like him?
Someone drugged them and went to sleep with them, and..."
Yang Yuran didn't wait for the other party to finish announcing Yang Fei's crime, and hurriedly interrupted: "I'll turn the camera to show you."
At first glance, this move looks like he is protecting the girl, but in detail, it is pushing the girl into the fire pit. Whether the people present wanted to snicker or be angry for Yang Fei, when they heard the words "turn the camera", they all put on smiles.
color.
"Oh my god, you are really eating at home. I'm sorry, Uncle Yang, I just made a joke without meaning it."
The junior apologized first, but Yang's father, who was worried about the other party's identity or his own seniority, could not handle it, so he expressed his attitude generously: "It's okay, Xiaofei is a little willful, you sisters should pay more attention to her."
"Okay." He Ningyue agreed and called happily: "Oh, Mu Qiyun, you are here too. Why don't you call me on such an interesting occasion?"
Mu Qiyun looked past the phone, looked at Yang Yuran angrily, and stiffly raised the corner of her mouth to reply: "Next time I must call you, no, I shouldn't say, you call me. You and Yu Ran have a good relationship, so you should do this better than me in such matters
I knew it early.”
Mu Qiyun counterattacked Yang Yuran with insinuations. Mu Qiyun wanted to remain neutral and wait for a while, but Yang Yuran took advantage of her first. Don't blame her for being rude and just wait for He Ningyue to fall out.
A few seconds later, He Ningyue said calmly as usual: "I guess Yu Ran was so busy that she forgot about it. By the way, Jia Fangzhu is not here. I guess she is not here. She just told me a few days ago that Yang Fei might have stayed up late and drank too much alcohol."
, her breath is very bad, and she usually has to take chewing gum every half an hour. She especially can't stand Yang Fei whispering to her, and the smell can make her sick."
Yang Yuran couldn't help laughing, but she took her cell phone closer and whispered, "Jia Fangzhu is here."
"ah?"
He Ningyue was stunned, and Yang Yuran thoughtfully helped to calm the atmosphere: "I thought you were back in Beijing, so there was no need to worry about it, so I didn't call you. Qin Muyu also came to participate, let me show you him."
Yang Yuran turned the phone in the direction of Li Shuo, deliberately avoiding Li Shuo. When he turned back, he saw He Ningyue's depressed face on the screen. The other party had no intention of looking at the beautiful man and was annoyed and complaining.
"Yu Ran, I seem to have seen Yang Fei. What should I do? It's so embarrassing. I shouldn't have told so many truths just now, eh."
"this……"
Yang Yuran had no way to answer.
"How about you give her the gift I planned to give you. I liked the gift she asked someone to bring me. We must be polite when dealing with each other."
He Ningyue gave a clear plan, and Yang Yuran agreed logically: "Okay, I'll hang up first."
"Don't hang up, I'm giving you a big gift, of course you have to witness Yang Fei accept it and put it on." He Ningyue insisted firmly.
"Fine."
Yang Yuran held the mobile phone in one hand and took out the gift box containing two Yin cards from the bag with the other hand, came to Yang Fei and handed it over.
Yang Fei took it with trembling hands and was stunned as soon as she opened it.
"What's wrong with Yang Fei? Don't you like it?" He Ningyue asked a little sadly.
Yang Fei gritted her teeth and replied: "I like it!"
"Put it on if you like it, otherwise it will be a waste of my carefully selected gifts." He Ningyue urged.
Yang Fei pinched out two Yin cards with her fingers and put them around her neck.
