In a private room in the Mingzhu Building, several well-dressed young men were smoking and drinking, and next to each was a coquettishly dressed, sexy and charming woman, except for Yang Jianming in the middle.
"Young Master Yang, are you a vegetarian today?" Zhou Yin, the upstart son, asked with a smile.
"Do I look like a vegetarian?" Yang Jianming crossed his legs and smoked a big cigar, but unfortunately, his temperament was really not good, and he was sluggish when he smoked, without any grace at all.
"That's that, our young master Yang has a super heavy taste, but why are you single tonight? It's rare to have a surprise later?" asked Huang Lin, the mayor's son, who is known as one of the four young ladies in city a.
"I'm waiting for the fresh food to be delivered to my door." Yang Jianming shook his cigarette, "The fresh food is very tender. I'll let you eat it after I finish eating it, haha."
"Oh? What kind of fresh food?" Several other men became interested, "You don't want to touch Murong Yan, the flower of Nancheng Middle School, right? We can only look at that Murong family but not eat it."
"What's Murong Yan? I'm a fresh product that's guaranteed to be better than hers. My skin is as delicate and smooth as an egg. Tsk tsk, I'm drooling just looking at it. Even Huo Wenhua wants to take a bite." Yang Jianming's eel eyes Narrowing her eyes, thinking about Yang Zimei's immature skin, she couldn't help her lust, "Besides, let me tell you, she's still from my village, she can be called a cousin or something, haha, she's pretty strong."
"Tsk tsk, brother-sister love is really attractive!" The others began to laugh wretchedly.
"Young Master Yang, what time did you ask her to come over? We can't wait to see how tender and green that little sister of yours is." Zhou Yin asked narrowly.
Yang Jianming looked at his watch, frowned with slightly drooping eyebrows, took out his mobile phone and called Yang Yiguo, and when he heard the call was connected, he cursed angrily: "Yang Yiguo, how do you do things? What about people? "
Yang Yiguo hadn't woken up from the car accident at this time, and it was his wife who answered the phone, "Young Master Yang, Yiguo was in a car accident."
"died?"
"The whole body is broken, and the doctor said he will be paralyzed for life, woo woo..." Yang Yiguo's wife cried.
Yang Jianming hung up the phone impatiently.
"Young Master Yang, what's the matter? Your cousin isn't coming?" Huang Lin asked slightly mockingly.
"The person who notified was in a car accident."
"Then you just call her and let her come here obediently?"
Yang Jianming thought about it too, and found out Yang Qing's phone number, and it happened to be Huang Xiuli who answered the phone.
"I'm Yang Jianming, tell your daughter Yang Zimei to rush to room 188 of Mingzhu Building immediately, otherwise, I'll tell you to go back to Yangjiacun!" After Yang Jianming finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.
Huang Xiuli's face was ashen, her hands trembling with fright.
Yang Zimei happened to be beside her, and she asked in surprise, "Mom, who's calling?"
"As for Yang Jianming, he said viciously just now, telling you to go to Mingzhu Tower immediately." Huang Xiuli has always been timid, sitting on the sofa with weak legs and feet, looking at Yang Zimei helplessly, "Niuniu, let's go back to Yang Zimei." Let’s go to the village, we can’t stay in this city anymore.”
Yang Zimei's dark eyes sank.
She comforted Huang Xiuli for a while, and then lied about going out to find Song Xuan to help solve the problem.
Huang Xiuli knew that Song Xuan was also a respectable person in City A, so if she caught a life-saving grass, tell her to go quickly and see if Mr. Song can solve it.
When Yang Zimei went out, she didn't go to Brunei Street, but went straight to the Pearl Tower...