In the evening when Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were discussing the situation, Tang Ruoxue also came to Yang's Manor.
After she reported her accident, Yang's guards immediately dispatched a vehicle to take Tang Ruoxue and her party to the Second Lady's Garden.
Yang's Manor is heavily guarded. Without the support of key personnel, ordinary people cannot enter at all.
Even if you go in, the vehicles and weapons must be left at the door, and the Yang family's car will be used to drive them in.
The jackal incident made the Yang family nervous even more, so Tang Ruoxue could feel the sharp eyes all the way.
But she didn't care much. While looking at the road up the mountain, she asked Aunt Qing:
"Why did Ye Fan come to Hengcheng?"
Tang Ruoxue rubbed her head and recalled the scene in the Starbucks cafe.
"We haven't found out his purpose yet, because he hasn't shown his face in Hengcheng, and he hasn't done anything high-profile."
Aunt Qing exhaled a long breath: "But I guess he either came to open a medical clinic, or he came here because of you."
Thinking of Ye Fan, Aunt Qing secretly shook her head.
"Come stick with me?"
Tang Ruoxue joked lightly: "Why is he clinging to me?"
"He is so obsessed with his new love, how can he have time to think about my ex-wife?"
"And I haven't given him a good look these days. Is he coming here because he's out of his mind?"
The name Ye Fan has become more and more a symbol in Tang Ruoxue's heart, Tang Wangfan's father.
"A man's heart is like a needle in the sea. It's hard to guess, but you can still tell from some of his actions that he cares about you."
Aunt Qing smiled and analyzed: "When you go to the island, he will follow you to the island. When you come to Hengcheng, he will follow you to Hengcheng."
"Besides, Haidao and Hengcheng are so big, he can interact with you again and again."
"If I didn't pay attention to you deliberately, how could there be so many coincidences?"
"It's like going to Starbucks today, you and Han Sizhi confront each other, and Ye Fan shows up to resolve your fight."
"Think about it, if he hadn't been watching you secretly and following you, would he have arrived so quickly and on time?"
"There is no doubt that he is clinging to you intentionally or unintentionally."
"I think you still have a lot of weight in his heart."
"He used to get along with Song Hongyan, and he would yell in front of you from time to time, just to stimulate you by playing hard to get."
"Let you feel his importance, let you live and die for him."
"It's like a little boy always bullying the girl he likes."
"It's just that Miss Tang, you have gradually matured and are no longer confused by Mark. You have stepped out of his world and you still don't care about him."
"Your behavior like a stranger made Mark panic, so he secretly clung to you intentionally or unintentionally, and then looked for opportunities to win you back."
Aunt Qing analyzed Mark's mentality to Tang Ruoxue as if she had come before: "Man, what you can't get is the most precious thing."
"If that's the case, Mark is too childish. He still has the mentality of a child at such an old age."
Tang Ruoxue snorted disdainfully: "And I have no chance for him here."
"No matter how hard he tries and shows his kindness, he will never be able to tempt me again, let alone go back to the past."
"Wangfan's father and ex-husband are the closest relationship I have with him."
Tang Ruoxue leaned on her seat and looked forward: "He should live a good life with Song Hongyan."
Aunt Qing smiled and said, "Miss Tang is wise."
Tang Ruoxue stopped thinking about Ye Fan and changed the topic: "By the way, has Feng Chu come back?"
"It's estimated that I won't be able to come to Hengcheng until next week."
Aunt Qing took over the topic: "Mrs. Wanyan's condition still requires a minor operation."
"Feng Chu is going to complete this minor operation so that Mrs. Wanyan can come back completely safe."
"Only in this way can our foundation in the new country be more solid."
"After all, Wu Juecheng's friendship is more about Mark and his friends' face."
"If she turns against her at any time, we will suffer a big loss."
Aunt Qing added: "Only the connections we have established ourselves are the real backing of Emgrand."
"Thank you for your hard work, Fengxiao."
Tang Ruoxue's eyes were soft: "Let her have a good rest in the new country after her work is finished, and there is no need to come to join us."
Aunt Qing nodded: "Understood."
While talking, the motorcade arrived at a white building in the Yang family manor.
On the building, there is a clearly written word "two", which is obviously the second lady's garden.
Thinking of the numbers she saw along the way, Tang Ruoxue couldn't help but reveal a hint of sarcasm.
This gambling king is really a romantic man, with many wives and concubines, and his children are like crucian carp crossing the river.
If it weren't for Yang Feicui's relationship, Tang Ruoxue would not come over to deal with the second lady.
The second lady is also the mistress to Tang Ruoxue.
The Yang family guards sent Tang Ruoxue and the others over and left quickly, leaving the servants in Villa No. 2 to inform the master.
Villa No. 2 was hung with black veils, and the bodyguards and servants who came and went all had their heads lowered, not daring to talk or laugh too much.
Obviously Yang Feicui's death put people in Villa No. 2 under great pressure.
"Miss Tang, Aunt Qing, are you here?"
At this time, Chen Tianrong, dressed in black, came out and greeted Tang Ruoxue and the others respectfully.
Even after a day and night of rest, Chen Tianrong's face still looked haggard, as if she hadn't had a good rest.
"Hello, Miss Chen."
Tang Ruoxue nodded slightly: "Where is Miss Yang? I will give her a stick of incense."
"Mr. Tang is interested."
Chen Tianrong said softly: "I want to see Miss Yang more before my birthday."
"And I need to take Miss Yang to seek justice."
"So Miss Yang did not arrange to be here. She is accompanying the master on the main peak."
"There is no need for Miss Tang to regret it. When Miss Yang is buried, Miss Tang will have the opportunity to offer incense to her."
"Miss Yang and Miss Tang are so good friends, so she will understand that Miss Tang is temporarily unable to pay her respects."
She slightly moved her hand inward: "Tonight, Madam mainly wants to thank Miss Tang."
Tang Ruoxue sighed quietly: "Okay, take me to see Madam."
Chen Tianrong nodded slightly, and then led Tang Ruoxue and others to the backyard.
A table of delicacies has been set up in the yard. The aroma is fragrant and the steam is steaming, making people very appetizing.
At the other end of the table, a beautiful woman in plain clothes sat.
Her hair was tied up, she was wearing a long skirt, her beautiful eyes were full of resentment, and she was indescribably poignant and sad.
Just the wafting aroma of the food made people feel that her face was a little ferocious and distorted.
It is the second wife of the Yang family.
Chen Tianrong took a few steps forward and said respectfully: "Madam, Mr. Tang and others are here."
Tang Ruoxue also said softly: "Hello, madam. My condolences."
Although they were several meters apart, Tang Ruoxue could still feel the grief of the second lady.
Just like when Lin Qiuling died, she felt exactly the same despair.
"Mr. Tang, I heard from Tianrong that you are very powerful and your methods are extraordinary."
"Surrounded by thousands of jackals, it can still last twenty minutes."
Hearing this, the poignant woman suddenly raised her head and stared at Tang Ruoxue, getting straight to the point:
"Then can you do one thing for me?"
"As long as you help me complete this matter, complete it within six days..."
Her voice was full of resentment: "How much money and resources you want, I will give you all I can."
Tang Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, then asked: "I wonder what Madam wants me to do?"
"Yang Feicui, before the first seven days, kill these three people for me."
Mrs. Poignant raised her left hand.
Whoosh whoosh, three playing cards flew over and were nailed to a tree next to Tang Ruoxue.
On the poker, three vivid names were written in blood.
