Chapter 260: One less person to die of anger
Ye Xiaomei almost spit out a mouthful of water. As she held her breath, some liquid came out of her nose. She quickly took a tissue to wipe it off.
When he looked at Xue Wenhao again, he stood up reflexively, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen the most horrifying scene in the world.
The combination of that forbearing expression and the look of disbelief in his eyes was enough to make him spit out blood.
Tang Buci spread his hands and sat back in the wheelchair:
"Boss Xue, I am still young and have plenty of time to travel around. But if you were working in a textile factory at your age, you would have retired and returned home to enjoy your life."
As he spoke, he pinched the teacup with his slender fingers and took a sip. The sound was quite loud, just like when an old man was drinking.
Xue Wenhao was obviously unable to hold it anymore and cursed: "Why the hell are you sitting in a wheelchair if you're not lame?" Are you crazy?
Tang Buci's smile was particularly provocative, especially when the corners of his mouth curved upwards and he had a helpless look on his face:
"I can't help it. My wheelchair is so comfortable."
"Let's go!" Xue Wenhao turned around and left.
"Wait." Tang did not say anything to persuade him to stay. When Xue Wenhao turned around, he said:
"From today on, Mr. Xue is an illegal resident of the Tang Family Residence. From now on, we will refuse to receive any of Mr. Xue's friends or partners."
Xue Wenhao's masseter muscles moved, but he didn't know whether his back teeth were broken or not.
He didn't pay any attention to Ye Xiaolin when he left, but the arc of Tang Buci's mouth slowly curved down. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xue Wenhao's back dangerously:
"Ah Man, please see the distinguished guest off."
"Okay, boss." Qiu Ah-man hurried out.
Ye Xiaolin followed him out in a panic and suddenly stopped at the door. When she turned around to look at Ye Xiaomei again, she found that Tang Buci was whispering something to her.
Both of them had mischievous smiles on their lips. The scene was as harmonious as that of a golden boy and a jade girl, especially the smile on her face, which was like a daisy blooming in the sun, while I was like moss growing in the shade.
She clenched her fists and took a deep breath: "Xiao Mei, can I talk to you alone?"
She didn't know whether Ye Xiaomei would agree, and looked at her anxiously.
"Okay." Ye Xiaomei stood up and left.
Tang Buci pulled back her long hair and said softly, "Don't go outside the Tang family residence."
"I understand." Ye Xiaomei understood why Tang Buci said that.
Inside the octagonal pavilion, Ye Xiaomei felt as if she was at home. She added charcoal, put on the purple clay teapot, and brewed a pot of tea just like Tang Bushi did.
Ye Xiaolin raised his head suddenly, and his eyes showed a bit more determination:
"Xiao Mei, if I apologize to you now, will you forgive me?" She saw that although Ye Xiaomei herself had no power, the people she knew were influential.
"No." Ye Xiaomei poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her. She glanced at Ye Xiaolin calmly. One side of her cheek was swollen, which showed how hard Xue Wenhao hit her just now.
Ye Xiaolin gritted her teeth when she heard these two words, as if she had mustered up great courage:
"You are not supposed to forgive me, and I don't ask you to forgive me, but Dahai is your nephew. Can you help me rescue him for the sake of our relationship?"
Ye Xiaolin slid down from the stone bench and knelt down. "Sister, please help me. The child is innocent. You are so kind that you will definitely save him, right? He is less than one year old."
Ye Xiaomei's scalp tingled: "Your son?"
"Yes, he is also your nephew." Ye Xiaolin's face was covered with tears, and she knelt on the ground and refused to get up:
"It was the child of Chang Jiang and I. I don't know what Xue Wenhao will do with Dahai. Anyway, as long as Dahai is in his hands, I will be at his mercy."
Ye Xiaomei's head was buzzing after hearing this. She thought Ye Xiaolin had beaten the child. "How can I help? You should go and tell Zhang Changjiang. After all, the child is his."
"You can help." Ye Xiaolin knelt in front of Ye Xiaolin, grabbed her knees and looked up at her eagerly:
"In fact, Xue Wenhao has always been jealous of Boss Tang, but he has no other choice. If you ask Boss Tang to help, he will definitely help you for your sake."
Ye Xiaomei looked at Ye Xiaolin in surprise and was speechless for a moment.
She found that there was a huge gap between her and Ye Xiaolin's ideas and concepts. It was also possible that she was raised to be spoiled and had everything obeyed, so she thought it was natural for others to help her.
But Ye Xiaomei has principles. If she doesn't have the ability to help, she will never bother her friends to help. Why should they help? And why should she cause trouble for them?
"You have to choose your own path. There's nothing I can do about it." Ye Xiaomei stood up and left, with Ye Xiaolin holding her legs tightly.
"Sister Xiaolin, do you think I'm particularly easy to talk to? Particularly soft? Actually, not really. I have my own principles. I must at least have the courage to take on the path I choose. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the courage I had when I made the choice?"
Ye Xiaomei forcefully pulled her hand away from her thigh and walked away without looking back.
From behind came the sound of Ye Xiaolin crying bitterly.
When we returned to Tang Bushi's residence, he was playing a flute, looking very cheerful.
"Are you done talking?" Tang Bushi handed Xiao to Ah Man. Ah Man Qiu looked rough but his movements were very careful.
"Oh, by the way, how did you know that Captain Li and Xue Wenhao were in collusion?" Ye Xiaomei changed the subject and did not mention what Ye Xiaolin had just said.
But when she came back from the Octagonal Pavilion, she thought for a while in the corridor. She really would not forgive Ye Xiaolin, because some relationships are like a glass cup. Even if it is broken once and then glued together, every time you use it, you still have to worry about whether the gap will cut the corner of your mouth. Why bother?
But the child was truly innocent, so Ye Xiaomei didn't want to discuss this with Tang Bushi until she had made up her mind.
"I knew it a long time ago." Tang Buci didn't explain further.
"That Officer Li looks unfamiliar to me. I guess he didn't work at Chaocheng Police Station before." How did you know this so early?
Tang Buci talked about a past event, which roughly meant that his Tang family also had a piece of real estate in northern Beijing, and that they had dealt with Captain Li's father at that time, when Captain Li was still studying at the police academy.
He must have been transferred here to gain experience after completing his internship in northern Beijing. At that time, Xue Wenhao also owned several entertainment venues in northern Beijing and was doing quite well, so they had met for a long time.
Ye Xiaomei was not very interested: "When you called me, you said this matter was related to Ma Qijun. What was the connection? Why didn't I see it?"
Strictly speaking, Ye Xiaomei was not uninterested, but she was distracted by thinking about Ma Qijun.
Tang Bushi tapped rhythmically on the corner of the table with his fingers.
Ye Xiaomei looked at him: "You are not trying to scare me, are you?"
Tang Buci quickly waved his hand and said, "Absolutely not, but I'm just guessing."
"Guess?" Ye Xiaomei stretched out her hand. "You can guess whatever you want. I don't care. "Whatever you want. Give me the 250,000."
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Tang Buci turned his face away with a look of pain on his face, and rubbed his face at the same time:
"Don't talk about money all the time in our relationship. It hurts our relationship."
When Ye Xiaomei heard this, she stared at him with dead eyes. Businessmen really don't care about money so much that they don't care about their reputation:
"I care about money, not people."
"Okay, okay, listen to my guess first." Tang Bushi really wanted to slap himself in the face. The price he offered was too high. He was really shocked last night. This was the inheritance from his ancestors. What if it was ruined? How would he face his ancestors after his death?
But after the impulse, he regretted it, as if he had never seen his ancestors.
"You say." Ye Xiaomei leaned back in the chair to rest her eyes. After all, she hadn't slept all night.
"Chen Yan is actually Xue Wenhao's other secret lover."
"What?" Ye Xiaomei sat up straight.
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