Chapter 431 How Spies Were Born
Ye Xiaomei was very puzzled because she didn't know this woman.
I leaned back slightly and realized that his gaze was directed at Shang Zhen who was beside me.
At the same time, Shang Zhen laughed in anger, put one leg on the chair under his buttocks, picked up the chopsticks and poked his teeth, looking like "I am your father" and said: "What a rare guest."
"Where did your father go?" The woman asked with a hint of hostility in her mouth.
That little brother was no pushover either. As soon as he came in, he started riding on a chair while stomping to the beat and showing off, with a close-up of a rock youth on his face.
Shang Zhen raised his eyes lazily, and acted like a rebellious young man: "This is really making me laugh to death. Why are you looking for me when you can't find a man?"
Ye Xiaomei exhaled a breath of cool air. Oh my god, judging from what she said, this person should be Shang Zhen’s father’s wife. Then the guy opposite... that good guy, Ye Xiaomei remembered.
Shang Zhen mentioned before that she was actually taken to be raised by her father when she was a child. That was because the second wife failed to conceive and later gave birth to a son, and then drove Shang Zhen out of the house.
It turns out that he is Shang Zhen's half brother.
This... is so fancy, and it makes a jingling sound every time you take three steps. I don't know if it will be tiring to have so many metal chains hanging on it.
And those Martin boots, they make a clicking sound when you step on the ground, and they really look a bit like horse hooves inlaid with horseshoes, and they make a really good sound when you walk.
Qian Peipei was immediately furious, but it was obvious that the corners of her mouth were twitching. She sat opposite Ye Xiaomei with an expression of suppressing her anger and forbearance:
"I don't want to embarrass you in front of your classmates."
Ye Xiaomei didn't say anything, just watched quietly.
"Shang Zhen, you wouldn't trick my dad away, would you? Don't forget, your mom is an old-fashioned person and she died a long time ago. What's the point of tricking my dad back?"
Qian Baolin crossed his legs and placed them directly on the dining table. He folded his arms and leaned his chair back, leaving his front legs without taking up any space. He just swayed back and forth.
With a nonchalant expression on his face, Ye Xiaomei didn't see that he came here sincerely to find his father. Instead, it seemed like he came to provoke her.
"Qian Peipei, are you sick?" Shang Zhen was annoyed. He slammed the table, stood up, and pointed outside the door and said:
"If you are sick, go to the hospital as soon as possible."
The tomboy who usually laughs and jokes a lot at least has a nonchalant look, but at this moment, there is hatred and fire in her eyes.
It was a flame that wished to burn the mother and child to death.
Just then, the door opened.
Zhaodi came in with a few waiters. The one in the lead was carrying a boiling hot pot, and the people behind her were holding plates of beef and vegetables. After the dishes were served row by row, the pot bottom, which was covered with a layer of red chili oil, began to bubble.
"Boss Ye, enjoy your meal."
After saying that, Zhaodi led her people out of the private room.
"I can't even eat when I see you. Go wherever you want. Master, I'm going to eat now."
Shang Zhen took the chopsticks and held the plate with his other hand, then poured about two pounds of beef slices into the plate.
Qian Peipei looked at the girl next to Shang Zhen in surprise. Boss?
The corners of her mouth twitched unnaturally: "Are you the owner of this hotel?"
"Nonsense, boss, is there any food to eat at this time?" Shang Zhen said first, and with a few swipes of his chopsticks, he took out a small bowl of beef slices, poured the dipping sauce on it and started eating. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and looked up:
"If you want to find Liang Zhenghuai, go find him yourself. My last name is Shang, not Liang."
As soon as these words were spoken, Liang Zhenghuai's son tiptoed and knocked over the pot of soup. It fell to the ground with a bang and broke into a large piece.
The boiling milky white bone soup flowed all over the table and the floor.
"Shang Zhen, my dad must have left because of what you said. Tell me the truth about where my dad went. If you don't tell me, I'm going to flip the table."
As soon as these words were spoken, Shang Zhen's eyes revealed a cruelty that Ye Xiaomei had never seen before, even more hatred than the first time he saw her being beaten to death by her own father.
Shang Zhen patiently glanced at Ye Xiaomei and pointed at the hot pot, in which the spicy red oil was bubbling.
"You...what do you want to do?" He stood up and looked at Ye Xiaomei and then at Shang Zhen, his half-sister, his eyes full of arrogance.
The next second, Shang Zhen gritted his teeth and cursed: "I want to fuck you, who do you think you are? You are just the bastard of that bastard Liang Zhenghuai, and you think you can turn the table over..."
With a loud bang, the hot pot soup pot, some beef slices and other side dishes were all overturned.
"Oh, my God, you...are you crazy?" Qian Peipei's position was better, not directly facing the soup pot, but she was covered with the dishes.
But the boy sitting opposite Ye Xiaomei was in trouble.
He was rolling on the ground, and the hot oil from the hot pot was splashed all over his body.
"Mom...Mom, I can't see, Mom...Help..."
Even the metal chains hanging on the clothes were emitting steam, and with the temperature of this season, the whole person was steaming.
"Son..." Qian Peipei exploded.
"Shang Zhen...you..." The woman glared at Shang Zhen, but her son, who was lying on the ground in the hot pot, could not wait any longer. He held his hands up, not daring to touch his face and body, and rolled back and forth:
"Qian Yong, Xiao Yong...wait a minute, Mom, Mom, Mom will make a call."
She frantically took out her mobile phone from her bag, not even bothering to pick up her makeup as it spilled all over the floor:
"Shang Zhen, if anything happens to my son, I want you to pay for it with your life."
She dialed the number with trembling hands, and Ye Xiao watched her with charming eyes as she dialed the wrong number several times in a row.
Zhaodi, who heard the noise and came over, opened the door and was frightened by the scene.
"Zhaodi, call 120." The voice was so calm.
"Okay, okay, okay, Boss, I'll call right away." Zhaodi was also scared.
Qian Yong's face was burned on the ground. She had come to the city to work and make a living, and she had never seen such a scene before.
Ye Xiaomei looked at Shang Zhen, whose eyes turned red with anger. She clenched her hands tightly and her whole body trembled slightly. She didn't know whether she felt heartache or should save people first.
"I'm telling you, Qian Peipei, I have nothing to do with Liang Zhenghuai. Don't come to me about him in the future, otherwise..."
Shang Zhen suddenly lowered his voice and uttered a few words from his throat: "Otherwise, I will kill your son."
Ye Xiaomei frowned, and soon a noise was heard outside.
Several nurses rushed into the private room, hurriedly lifted Liang Yong onto a stretcher, and quickly went downstairs.
Qian Peipei gritted her teeth and looked at Shang Zhen with eyes as sharp as knives:
"You...you wait for me."
"What are you waiting for?" Ye Xiaomei glanced at the place where Qin Yong was lying just now. She didn't know if it was a coincidence, but Ye Xiaomei saw it anyway.
Yes, Ye Xiaomei saw it:
"I'm afraid your son is not Liang Zhenghuai's biological son. Your ex-husband is..."
Before Ye Xiaomei finished her words, Qian Peipei's pupils shrank and she took two steps back frivolously...
At the same time, Shang Zhen was obviously annoyed, and he pointed at Qian Peipei with one foot on the messy table:
"Good boy, that's really awesome." Clap, clap, give a few rounds of enthusiastic applause:
"That's really awesome."
Ye Xiaomei glanced at Shang Zhen calmly. This guy really has a strong personality.
But that's not what she meant...her ex-husband is from Japan.
At this moment.
Zhaodi stopped the next person and said, "Sorry, our boss is having dinner, you can't go in."
"It's really inconvenient for you to come in."
Ye Xiaomei's eyes lit up and she stood up subconsciously. Ma Qijun?
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