The purpose of his coming today has been achieved, and there is no need to continue to delay in a small place like Wu's house.
Several experts in the archaeological field were called here by Mao Jie. Mao Jie was leaving, and they had no friendship with the Wu family, so they naturally followed him.
What's more, Qian Lao, who was holding the calligraphy and painting in his arms, was even more worried that the Wu family would take him back after saying this, and he would run faster than a rabbit.
Suddenly, only Mr. Wu and Wu Xifeng were left in the bustling Wu family.
Yang Tian and Lin Xue sent Wu Xiuzhen home, and when they were about to return to Digital Yuedong Company, Song Jiaojiao called.
"Hey Yang Tian, Song Xueni is in my hands. If you don't want anything to happen to her, you'd better come to me quickly."
Song Jiaojiao said proudly.
Song Xueni?
Yang Tian raised his eyebrows. At this point, Song Xueni should be working in the company. If something happened to go out, she would report it to him in advance.
People who go to see the Song family will tell him in advance.
But Song Xueni didn't say anything, and he didn't receive any news that Song Xueni was absent from work, which meant that Song Jiaojiao was lying.
"oh."
Yang Tian responded lightly and hung up the phone directly.
"This bastard!"
Song Jiaojiao looked at the disconnected call and her teeth ached with anger.
What on earth is this man doing? Doesn’t he have any sympathy for women?
But thinking that Yang Tian didn't care about Song Xueni so much, he felt balanced in his heart. Although she failed to seduce Yang Tian, was Song Xueni still the same? She had no weight in Yang Tian's heart?
After thinking about this, Song Jiaojiao felt much more comfortable.
Call again.
"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."
Yang Tian answered the phone, his tone a bit impatient.
"Haha, okay, I won't joke with you anymore."
Song Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and stared at the phone screen, wishing to pull Yang Tian out of the phone screen and beat her up. But now was not the time to anger Yang Tian, so she still suppressed her anger.
"Lin Qiming, Lin Xue's father, your father-in-law, he is here with me."
Song Jiaojiao emphasized.
Yang Tian was silent.
Lin Qiming didn't even know Song Jiaojiao, how could he get involved with Song Jiaojiao?
"You don't believe it."
Song Jiaojiao didn't wait for a reply and reacted immediately.
"That's true. I wouldn't believe it if it were said to me, but it is the truth."
"That old guy Lin Qiming is shameless at his age. When he saw that I was good-looking, he insisted on waiting for me to come to the club to play. I couldn't resist him. I just wanted to have fun and it didn't matter. Who knew he was playing Dafa?
I can’t leave now.”
Song Jiaojiao said half-truthfully: "We are at the Yunge Club now. It's up to you whether we come or not."
After saying that, Yang Tian hung up the phone without waiting for anything else.
Song Xueni can't shake Yang Tian, but Lin Xue definitely can. Lin Qiming is Lin Xue's father, and with this relationship, Yang Tian will definitely come over.
It's just a matter of when.
But as long as Yang Tian is willing to come, Song Jiaojiao's mission will be successfully completed.
Yang Tian rubbed his eyebrows and took a car to the Yunge Club that Song Jiaojiao mentioned.
It was true that Lin Qiming was old, but it was also true that Song Jiaojiao was pretty, so he didn't find it strange that something like this happened.
As for how this happened, how it happened to Song Jiaojiao by such a coincidence, he didn't care.
Not to mention Song Jiaojiao, even the Song family behind Song Jiaojiao is just an ant and can be crushed to death at any time.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just paper tigers.
Therefore, Yang Tian did not hesitate, and went directly to Yunge Club without even telling Lin Xue.
