The blonde girl had a voluptuous figure. She only wore a thin leather jacket and leather pants in the winter, which were tightly wrapped around her body. She stood at the door talking to the security guard.
Hua Zhao whistled, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"
Her eyes were a little fierce. Is there any other "coverer" besides Zhu Manli?
Ye Shen was sweating in his heart, but he didn't feel guilty on his face: "I met her at the party, so I don't even know her. I'm really not familiar with her."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone next to him rang, and the doorman asked if he could let the young lady in.
"Tell her I'm on a date and don't have time to see other women." Ye Shen said and hung up the phone.
Hua Zhao turned her head and looked outside the gate. Although it was far away, she could clearly see that the woman seemed to be stunned, then stared at the villa for a long time, and finally walked away angrily.
"Humph." Hua Zhao grunted sourly and let it go without holding on.
It’s good to add some vinegar to your life occasionally, but it’s not good to let it fall into the vinegar vat.
"Are you going to Yang Zhong's house for dinner tonight? Is there any danger?" she asked while dragging Ye Shen around the castle-like villa.
"I knew you had a good ear, but I didn't expect it to be so good." Ye Shen said with a smile. If he remembered correctly, she had already walked across the road at that time.
"Don't interrupt. You two have confronted each other with guns twice, and yet you are still invited to dinner. Is he so important?" Hua Zhao asked.
Ye Shen didn't tell her that Yang Zhong and his father were the targets of the mission, but now she kind of guessed it.
Ye Shen stared at her and nodded: "It's very important."
"Okay." Hua Zhao understood, hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Do you need my help?"
Ye Shen suddenly laughed: "If you are nice, you are helping me the most. Be good, wait for me at home tonight."
The two of them were inseparable in this room that day.
Ye Shen told her about his experience here, and Hua Zhao told him interesting stories about the three babies. The two of them had endless things to talk about.
In the evening, Ye Shen reluctantly said goodbye to Hua Zhao and took a car to Yang Limin's house.
Watching his car disappear, Hua Zhao suddenly felt a little uneasy for some reason.
"He is so powerful, and he is bringing so many people with him, what danger can there be?" Hua Zhao murmured to comfort himself.
But every time Ye Shen leaves home to go on a mission, she feels uneasy.
Hua Zhao shook his head, not letting himself think too much.
There's no point in thinking about it now.
Yang Limin's home was on the other side of the city. Two hours later, the car drove into a manor.
"Hahaha! Mr. Su is here to visit, Yang is not honored!" Yang Limin, who was in his 50s, actually stood at the door to greet Ye Shen in person, and laughed heartily when he saw him.
This kind of courtesy shocked people who were familiar with Yang Limin. He was not such an approachable person. People with insufficient status were not even qualified to talk to him.
Based on Ye Shen's assets and background, he is considered to be a person with insufficient status.
"Mr. Yang is too polite, just call me Su Heng." Ye Shen was also a little wary of Yang Limin's courtesy.
If Yang Limin really valued him so much, he wouldn't have invited him to his home for dinner today after knowing him for half a year.
"Okay, you're welcome then, Ah Heng, come in quickly." It wasn't Su Heng, it was Ah Heng all of a sudden.
Ye Shen smiled and followed him into the house.
The decoration of the Yang family is extremely luxurious. As soon as you enter the house, you can feel the word "glorious and magnificent".
The prints on the walls are all made of gold foil, and all door handles and some inconspicuous small objects are made of pure gold.
Legend has it that this man particularly loved money and was greedy, and it seemed that he was inseparable.
Ye Shen sat down in the living room and found that the armrests of the sofa were all covered with gold.
"How was it? Do you like it?" Yang Limin asked unexpectedly.
Ye Shen nodded: "The palace is nothing more than this."
"Hahahaha!" This sentence suddenly scratched Yang Limin's itch. Not only did he like money, he also liked power.
Didn’t the emperors in ancient times decorate their homes like this? He wanted to turn his home into a palace!
This Su Heng is very discerning!
"Where's the lady? Ask her to come down for dinner!" Yang Limin shouted to the servant.
The servant went upstairs immediately.
After a while, a figure came down the spiral staircase. The girl was dressed in a full dress, with a reluctant look on her face. Her high heels still made a clicking sound when she stepped on the thick wool floor.
"Dad! I want to lose weight, so I won't eat at night!" the girl shouted with a pout.
She looks pretty and has a sweet voice.
"Why should I lose weight? Look how thin you have become? Believe me, men don't like girls who are too thin." Yang Limin said with a doting look on his face.
The girl turned the corner of the spiral staircase and looked at her father with her lips pouted, but she caught sight of Ye Shen next to her father.
He is actually more eye-catching than Yang Limin, who is in his 50s and has an honest face.
The girl paused, almost missing the mark, and stared at Ye Shen with wide eyes.
"This is my little girl Yang Zhen." Yang Limin said with a smile: "I am 18 years old this year and have just entered college. It is rare that I have a day off at home today."
"Zhenzhen, come here quickly and see Mr. Su. Just call him Brother Su." Yang Limin said to Yang Zhen again.
Yang Zhen's eyes were bright, and he jumped down three eunuchs in one step, stood in front of Ye Shen and said with a smile every day: "Brother Su!"
Her father had told her before that she wanted to introduce him to a talented young man in his 30s who was also a stowaway and a nouveau riche.
She was unwilling when she heard it! She was having a temper upstairs, but she didn't dare to disobey her father and had to come down to see him.