The old man Yang Jingtian went to Jinling accompanied by his guards, and Yang Ling felt relieved and more at ease. It was difficult to guarantee that nothing would happen if he stayed in Yanjing. Now that the old man is gone, Yang Ling can let go
After sending the old man off to the plane, Yang Ling made a special call to Yan Wei and asked him to tell the people in Jinling to secretly protect his safety.
Think about it, the old man Yang Jingtian has not seen Pang Peichen for many years, and the two of them must have a lot to say. It would be a happy thing to have a drink together, talk about the past, and reminisce about the past.
In the afternoon, Song Tong also called him and briefly told him what happened at Situ's house. After hearing this, Yang Ling was shocked. He didn't expect that Song Tong would do this. Fortunately, Song Tong was safe and sound, and Yang Ling
He repeatedly told her to be careful.
When he returned home, Yang Ling received another strange call. It was the woman named Xiuping who he accidentally saved that night. She said that she wanted to thank Yang Ling for saving her life and invited him to dinner. Yang Ling repeatedly refused, but to no avail.
I had no choice but to nod in agreement. Looking at the woman's dress and temperament, she seemed to be an extraordinary person. She might be from a wealthy family.
The place to eat was a high-end French couple restaurant.
Ambiguous lighting, ambiguous atmosphere.
When Yang Ling walked into the restaurant, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"coming?"
Seeing Yang Ling, Xiuping showed an excited smile and invited him to sit down.
"Thank you so much last time. If you hadn't saved me, I might have died." Xiuping said as she poured red wine into Yang Ling's glass.
"It's a small thing, I think anyone who sees it will do the same as me." Yang Ling said calmly.
"Mr. Yang never forgets to repay kindness, but I have to repay it. Nowadays, people tend to sweep the snow in front of their own homes and don't care about the frost on other people's tiles. There are not many good people like Mr. Yang anymore."
Xiuping praised.
"I'm a little embarrassed to say that." Yang Ling chuckled.
"It's a fact." Xiuping smiled charmingly, "By the way, what does Mr. Yang do?"
"Me? Do some small business to make ends meet." Yang Ling said perfunctorily.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Yang is not only handsome, but also so capable. It's really rare. If my son can be like you, then I can rest assured." Xiuping said.
"Your son?" Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned, "Looking at you, you are only in your early thirties at most. Your son has probably just learned how to make soy sauce, right?"
"Mr. Yang is really good at coaxing women. I am forty-six this year." Xiuping smiled happily.
"You really can't tell at all." Yang Ling was stunned.
These are not words to please him. Xiuping's figure and skin are very well maintained. If she hadn't said it herself, Yang Ling would have found it hard to believe that she was already forty-six years old.
"Aren't you a little used to eating in a restaurant like this with such an old woman?" Xiuping joked.
"No, it's just that I rarely come to restaurants like this. I'm usually busy with work, so I just want to fill my stomach casually." Yang Ling said.
The two of them chatted while eating and drinking, and seemed to be very harmonious.
I don’t know if Yang Ling is sensitive, but I always feel that there seems to be something else in her eyes. Moreover, whenever Yang Ling asks about her son, she always talks about him. She only mentions her husband a few times.
The words passed by, and there were a lot of complaints in the words.
Even she herself didn't know why she said so many things to a strange man who was so much younger than herself. Maybe it was really the man in front of her that gave her the urge to fall in love.
I don’t know if she was deliberately drunk or because she was too happy and drank a little too much. When the meal was over, she was obviously very drunk.
Yang Ling sighed secretly. It seemed that her life was not happy. The superior material conditions could not make up for the emptiness and loneliness in her heart at all. After all, she was a poor person, right?
After paying the bill, Yang Ling helped her out.
She leaned completely in Yang Ling's arms, feeling his broad chest and strong arms, and her heart couldn't help but ripples. The so-called drunkenness meant that she was not really drunk enough to be unconscious.
"Where do you live? Let me take you back." Yang Ling said.
Xiuping was sobbing so hard that she couldn't speak clearly, and she was mumbling something. She didn't know what she was talking about. Yang Ling was a little at a loss. He couldn't take her back to his home, right? Although the two talked a lot, Yang Ling had no idea about her background.
I don’t know anything, and besides, there’s a big age difference, so it’s inevitable that there will be gossip when you bring him home. If the old man Yang Jingtian knew that he brought back a damn aunt, wouldn’t he be angry to death?
After much hesitation, Yang Ling sent her to the hotel.
She took out her ID card from her bag to register for her. When she saw the words "Situ Xiuping", Yang Ling couldn't help but was slightly startled. Could she be from the Situ family? There would be no such thing in this world.
Such a coincidence, right?
After registering, Yang Ling helped her into the room.
However, she grabbed Yang Ling's neck, and she didn't know where the strength came from, and forcefully pulled Yang Ling down on the bed.
"Yang Ling, I love you." Xiuping said and kissed her.
Yang Ling was shocked and pushed her away in a hurry, "You are drunk."
Yang Ling secretly smiled bitterly. If she really took advantage of her and let Hu Li know about it, he would probably have his skin peeled off, right? Although Hu Li is generous and doesn't mind what happened between him and Li Xiyu Yu Meng, but this age
There is really a big difference, and she has a husband and a son. Besides, Yang Ling can't show the slightest interest in her.
"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. Yang Ling, love me, I can give you anything, as long as you want it, I can give it to you." Xiuping looked like she was pleading sadly.
"I'm sorry, you should go to bed early." Yang Ling shook his head helplessly.
When he was about to turn around and leave, there was a "bang bang bang" banging sound on the door. Then, the door was kicked open and Tang Bai rushed in with someone.
Looking at the woman lying on the bed, Tang Bai couldn't help but be startled. Several people accompanying him turned their heads hurriedly, with embarrassed expressions on their faces.
After coming back to his senses, Tang Bai gritted his teeth and glared at Yang Ling fiercely, "Fuck you, just hit me. How dare you mess with my mother? I'll fight you."
After saying that, Tang Bai punched him with his fist.
"Mom?" Yang Ling was stunned and couldn't help but smile.
Situ Xiuping.
Thinking of the name on her ID card, Yang Ling suddenly realized that she was actually Situ Fenren's daughter and Tang Bai's mother.
Thinking of what he said that night, Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh. It really came true.