After taking a photo of Song Wansan's check, Tang Ruoxue quickly left the yacht with Aunt Qing and the others.
Although the danger has been resolved, she still doesn't want to stay where she is, let alone spend too much time with Tao Xiaotian.
The other person's eyes and smile made her feel very insecure.
Watching the helicopter disappearing, the white-haired young man walked up to Tao Xiaotian and said:
"President, this Tang Ruoxue is a bit ignorant of praise."
"We showed kindness to her like this, gave her money, gave her customers, and put it in black and white to reassure her."
"We just experienced Song Wansan's killer attack together."
"She should not hesitate to sign an alliance to deal with Song Wansan together."
"But she still didn't want to join forces immediately and didn't offer to sign."
"Does this mean you have no confidence in us, or are you wary of us?"
"Or are you worried that we will stab you later?"
"If it weren't for the fact that she and Di Hao are still worth some cannon fodder, I would have just wanted to kill them with one knife."
The young man had white hair and a frighteningly pale face, but his eyes were particularly sharp.
He was also playing with a carving knife in his hand.
The knife was extremely sharp, but he played with it like a butterfly, constantly rolling back and forth between his fingers. It was obvious that he was a master with the knife.
"Actually, she wanted to sign it."
Tao Xiaotian calmed down and his voice became more gloomy:
"Song Wansan's 200 billion and Song Wansan's C-4 attack have long filled her heart with resentment."
"It was just the sudden message that came to her when she was signing, which suppressed her recklessness and impulsiveness."
"That's why our plan failed."
"But it's okay. Tang Ruoxue will cooperate with us sooner or later. She doesn't have many choices."
He thought of Tang Ruoxue's pretty face and that graceful body, and couldn't help but pick up the glass of red wine and drink it down.
The white-haired young man asked: "President, what should we do next?"
"It's very simple. Tang Ruoxue can't make a decision at the moment, so let's push her to make a decision."
Tao Xiaotian pointed at several surveillance cameras on the yacht and laughed:
"We have blocked her other roads, so she has to choose to advance or retreat with us."
He pulled the white-haired young man and whispered a few words.
From the moment Tang Ruoxue came to the yacht, Tao Xiaotian had another plan in mind.
"I understand, I understand, the president is wise."
The white-haired young man nodded repeatedly when he heard this: "By the way, what should I do with Tony? Do you want to avenge Song Wansan?"
"Tony, that bastard, eats everything and kills me for 10 million, so of course I can't keep him alive."
Tao Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Put him in an oil drum and let me sink him into the sea."
"As for Song Wansan, don't worry, let him roam for a few days first, and wait until Tang Ruoxue decides to cooperate before taking action."
"After all, Song Wansan is very scary when he gets angry. He needs an ally to share some of the pressure."
"And we have just returned to the island. Many things need to be arranged to prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter."
"Okay, Tang Ruoxue's matter, you should keep a close eye on the copper knife."
"I believe you, one of the Three Great Masters of the Tao Family, will not let me down."
"I'll probably spend the next two days with the old lady and the saint."
"I heard that the old lady almost died. I have to stay with her for a few days when I come back this time."
He threw the wine glass to the copper knife, then turned and left the yacht.
At this moment, on the spacious rooftop of Tenglong Villa, facing the sea and the sunset, there were several benches and coffee tables.
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were sitting next to the coffee table making tea together.
Sissi and Nangong Youyou sat on both sides, eating snacks on the coffee table.
Song Wansan was lying on a bench and watching them dotingly.
He continued to give gentle advice:
"Youyou, Sissi, please eat slowly. After finishing the cakes, great-grandpa still has cakes."
He asked someone to bring another box of snacks over.
Ye Fan was helpless: "Grandpa, don't spoil them. Eating too many snacks is bad for your teeth and your health."
"Hey——"
Nangong Youyou bared her teeth at Song Hongyan, revealing her white and complete teeth and said:
“I’ve been eating snacks all my life and my teeth are fine, so it’s not true that eating snacks damages snacks.”
"And I was a victim. I was dragged into the sea and suffered a huge shock."
"If I don't eat some snacks to calm down my shock, I will probably have shadows from my childhood."
"Maybe, my mind will be twisted when I grow up."
"Are you just watching my moral decay and humanity disappear just to save some snacks?"
Nangong Youyou bit off a piece of cookie while looking at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan with tears in her eyes.
Song Wansan burst into laughter upon hearing this:
"Youyou is right, eat snacks to calm down the shock."
He personally tore open a box of snacks and poured them on the coffee table, causing Nangong Youyou to cheer.
"Eat, eat, I don't care about you anymore, so as not to be responsible for your life."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly at Nangong.
Then he picked up a cup of black tea and handed it to Song Wansan: "Grandpa, drink tea."
Song Hongyan smiled and added: "This is the Dahongpao you like to drink."
"Haha, as long as it's the tea you two make, I like to drink it."
Song Wansan took a sip of tea happily:
"It's rare to have such a reunion evening."
"Last time we were supposed to have a reunion dinner, but instead we met...forget it, let's forget about it after the rain."
"When the leader of the Ye clan comes back from the war zone, we must have a good gathering."
Although the three families are living in Tenglong Villa these days, either Ye Fan was shot and fell into coma, or Song Hongyan was too exhausted.
Either Song Wansan wanted to meet some old friends, or the war zone invited Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue to inspect.
Therefore, everyone never got together to have a meal together. Instead, they gathered and dispersed in a hurry, which made Song Wansan very regretful.
"Grandpa, don't worry."
Ye Fan added another half cup of tea to Song Wansan, smiled and comforted:
"Hongyan and I's injuries have healed. My parents will be back the day after tomorrow, and we can have a reunion dinner then."
He also looked at the woman with gentle eyes.
That shot not only did not separate the two of them, but made them even more inseparable.
"I have already arranged for everyone to roast the whole lamb together the day after tomorrow."
Song Hongyan smiled lightly: "The whole family is having a bonfire party around the stove."
She also gently shook Ye Fan's hand, giving her warmth and love.
"Bonfire party, roasted whole lamb, so good, so good."
Nangong Youyou muttered excitedly: "I support, I support."
Song Wansan was also very happy: "The old one, the young one, you two, all appeared, perfect."
"bite--"
At this moment, a message poured into Song Wansan's mobile phone.
He picked it up and glanced at it, with a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth:
"You didn't even get killed in this way. Tao Xiaotian is quite capable."
