Chapter 225 I went to the Flying Disco
Ye Xiaomei had no doubts, these were just guesses.
When Li Yao led her out of the Tang family's house, the door was already peaceful. The taillights of a black Hongqi sedan flashed, and it was just ten meters away.
"Miss Ye, let me take you there."
"No need, just help me hail a taxi." Ye Xiaomei's heart skipped a beat when she thought of the van that fell off as soon as the door was opened.
Li Yao was in a dilemma because the Tang family's house was in the suburbs of the city, and it would take at least an hour to walk here to catch a taxi.
In other words, the Tang residence is unique here.
The big bosses who come to drink tea and discuss business all drive their own private cars.
"It's not easy to fight here..." Li Yao didn't finish his words.
The Red Flag car more than ten meters away made a loud noise and quickly retreated.
The car windows were rolled down, and the car was packed with eight people, like a rat's nest. The heads sticking out were not enough to fit through the windows.
"Sister Xiao Mei?"
"Yes, isn't she Shang Zhen's sister Ye Xiaomei?"
"Why is she here?"
Shang Zhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had her pupils dilated. She was the one who couldn't believe it the most.
With a bang, Ye Xiaolin got out of the car, smiling as if nothing had happened:
"Xiao Mei, let's go. I'll give you a ride." My teeth were about to break in my heart. How could she come out of the Tang family residence?
What was even more puzzling was that this big guy spoke to her politely.
She had just seen it in the rearview mirror. Ye Xiaolin was a little confused about this country bumpkin. How could she have the right to enter and leave freely in a place that even she herself could not enter.
"Xiao Mei, give me a squeeze." Shang Zhen finally said this, his heart beating like a drum.
Even Xue Wenhao’s goddaughter couldn’t get in, so who is Ye Xiaomei?
Could it be that what she said was true? Was Ye Xiaolin the one who was bragging, and had deceived them just to sell her body for money?
It’s terrifying to think about it carefully. Even a tomboy like Shang Zhen is extremely scared.
Ye Xiaomei saw Shang Zhen and said with a smile, "Where are you going? Is it on your way?"
Ye Xiaolin suppressed her anger and pretended to be relaxed: "Let's go to the Feiyang Disco. Let's go together. It's been a long time since we two sisters had fun like we did when we were kids."
Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but frown. When she was a child?
What to play?
Did he lie to her and tell her there were colorful fish in the river, and when she tried to catch them, she pushed herself into the river and nearly drowned?
Or was he just playing with sandbags and deliberately kept hitting her on the head?
The passenger door opened, and Shang Zhen's eyes flashed with complicated emotions: "How about this, Sister Xiaolin? You guys go play first, and Xiaomei and I will walk there and take a taxi. After all, there is no room for so many people."
Ye Xiaomei was speechless. There were eight people plus her, which made nine people. There was no way the trunk could fit even one person.
"Okay, let's do it another day." Ye Xiaolin raised his chin and drove away.
The road in front of the Tang family's house was built by themselves, with poplar trees growing on both sides. When the evening breeze blows, you can hear the clacking sound of the trees.
After a long while, Shang Zhen finally started talking: "Xiao Mei, are you hiding something from me?"
As soon as Ye Xiaomei heard it, she knew that she was referring to the fact that she could enter and leave the Tang family residence freely without a card:
"What am I hiding from you?" Ye Xiaomei stepped forward suddenly, her shadow falling on Shang Zhen's face in the moonlight, making it difficult to see her specific emotions:
"Shang Zhen, you are the one who knows me best. I don't have the status of a big boss to be able to come and go freely in the Tang family residence. I rely on my ability."
After saying this, Ye Xiaomei smiled and turned around.
Shang Zhen subconsciously took off the waistcoat that was hung with metal chains, and also took off the earrings that had been inserted into his ears at some point in time:
“I want to know what that skill is.”
"What you want to ask is, what ability can be more important than money and status?"
Ye Xiaomei's words hit the nail on the head. Shang Zhen opened his mouth but no words came out.
Ye Xiaomei smiled and said, "Do you know why a top scorer in Mathematical Olympiad could be recruited by a professor from the Medical University?"
Shang Zhen took a breath of cool air. Yes, why? "You know acupuncture."
Ye Xiaomei suddenly looked at Shang Zhen and said, "Yes, I won't keep you in suspense. The boss of Tangjiazhai happened to be sick and asked me to treat him. It just so happens that I have a treatment method."
Along the way, Shang Zhen remained silent.
She could tell that Ye Xiaomei meant that people would respect her wherever she went because of her abilities.
If you are very insignificant, you will need help from others everywhere and need to depend on others.
Shang Zhen felt very complicated for a moment, as this overturned her three views. It was as if she had to rely on her parents since she was a child.
Isn't it because of my poor background that I have no ability?
She was a little confused, but when she looked at Ye Xiaomei's frail figure in front of her, Shang Zhen felt a pang in her heart.
An hour later, around 11 o'clock, Ye Xiaomei hailed a taxi:
"Get in the car."
Shang Zhen hesitated: "Xiao Mei, you go back first, I have something else to do."
Ye Xiaomei was slightly startled. He obviously understood what she said just now: "Are you going to Feiyang Disco?"
Shang Zhen's mouth flashed with forbearance for a moment, and he nodded fiercely: "Yes."
Ye Xiaomei's heart sank to the bottom of the sea: "Yes, Master will drive, to No. 1 Middle School in the city."
After closing the car door, Ye Xiaomei felt a little uneasy.
People's destiny is often not in their own hands from the moment they are born. Many times they are driven by fate. Shang Zhen is the best example.
Assuming her father is not a nefarious man, like her own father, the family is complete, and naturally the child will have a complete and healthy mind.
But that's not the case. She hates her father. It is very likely that because of the influence of her original family, she even hates men.
But, it's not her fault.
"Driver, Flying Disco."
Ye Xiaomei changed her mind.
Just then the phone rang, and Ye Xiaomei saw it was an unfamiliar number.
It was Heizi who called.
Ye Xiaomei almost forgot about this person. When she answered the phone, Heizi said, "Oh my god, there are so many things to do in the Tang family mansion. I just played shooting and rode three laps at the horse farm. Several bosses wanted to play hole-in-the-wall with me, but I lost to them all. Haha... Sister-in-law, there's also that..."
"Heizi, why don't you not come back at night? Accommodation there is free, but the tea is a bit expensive. You can choose not to have tea."
Ye Xiaomei felt that if she continued listening, Heizi would not be able to finish what he was saying, so she hung up the phone.
Ye Xiaomei hung up the phone with a sad look on her face. She suddenly leaned forward and hit her head on the front passenger seat.
"How do you drive? Are you trying to kill yourself?"
The driver's theoretical voice was right next to her ears, but Ye Xiaomei felt that her head was hit very painfully, as if crackling lightning was covering her entire brain with her forehead as the center point.
Her ears were buzzing with pain, as if they were going to burst.
A picture flashed by in the blink of an eye. It was a lady in her forties, dressed extremely gorgeously. She was holding a girl in her teens and crying heartbreakingly. The pearl earrings hanging on her ears trembled with her sobs.
When Ye Xiaomei focused her attention on the girl's face, she was startled.
"This section of road is really different from before. Everyone has money to burn and buys motorcycles." The driver cursed and moved forward again.
Ye Xiaomei was stunned for a while. The little girl who was about ten years old looked like me, no... no no no, not in appearance, it's... Ye Xiaomei couldn't put it into words.
But she remembered the lady's appearance deeply.
Before Ye Xiaomei could come up with a plan, the car had already stopped.
"arrive!"
Ye Xiaomei glanced out of the car window and saw the colored lights above flashing words back and forth - Flying Disco.
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