The world seemed to have stopped, leaving only the gentle music of the guzheng, flowing slowly like gurgling water in the Zen-like clubhouse.

A few meters away, the lady beside Ye Anan is also looking here...

I was thinking that given Ouyang's social network and network, it would not be surprising to meet them. As a result, Ouyang led me and continued down the stairs, as if he didn't know them and didn't say hello.

Antique design, quiet private room, behind the fan-shaped window, maple leaves as red as fireworks, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

The delicacies on the Eight Immortals table are prepared based on the "Suiyuan Food List" written by Yuan Mei, a gourmet from the Qing Dynasty. The ingredients are exquisite, and many dishes are only seasoned with salt. The original flavor leaves a fresh taste in the throat and a fragrance in the cheeks.

I ate with gusto, but Ouyang didn't move her chopsticks much. She was rarely affected by emotions like this and has always been a very free and easy-going person.

Han Chen and Shi Jin died before, and she only had some relief for a few days.

"Are you worried? This old duck soup is very good. Have some." I filled a small bowl of soup for her and asked with concern.

Ouyang came back to his senses, looked at me kindly, picked up the spoon and took a sip.

"The mother and daughter just now are my ex-husband's current wife and daughter. The girl is already so old."

Listening to her calm words, I almost choked.

Only now do I know that Ouyang is married for the second time, and she has an ex-husband, and that Ye Anan is actually her ex-husband's daughter.

It seems that her daughter who died in infancy was also born to her ex-husband.

His daughter died in infancy and got divorced. It turned out that the powerful Ouyang also had an unknown bitter past.

"Ouyang..." I patted the back of her hand gently, not knowing how to comfort her for a while.

Not to mention how old he was when he died, I still feel heartbroken when I think about the child who was aborted after only ten or twenty days of pregnancy...

Words are too pale and cannot be comforted.

"You want to comfort me?" She smiled, "The old sesame seeds rotten millet... I'll try this Yunlin goose!"

Her beautiful and somewhat heroic eyebrows regained their vitality. I swallowed my choking, picked up the serving chopsticks, and helped her pick up a goose leg. "This goose is a must-try. It uses a traditional stove and three handfuls of straw. Mature and authentic.”

Ouyang regained her interest, and I restrained my sadness and concentrated on enjoying the food with her.

……

When I went to the bathroom, I met Ye Anan.

She bent over the sink to wash her hands and saw me through the mirror.

I glanced at her and walked inside.

"Sister, do you know the past between me and Brother Fu?" She followed me.

I entered the partition, closed the door, and said coldly: "I don't want to know."

"Brother Fu kicked out his ex-scumbag boyfriend's private parts for me. He also offended the warlords in northern Myanmar for me and was almost shot to death."

Ye Anan seemed to not understand what I said and was talking to herself.

Listening to her words, my eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly. Wasn't what she said all done for me by Fu Yanshen? Could it be that she also had a scumbag ex and was kidnapped to northern Myanmar?

No, her grandfather is a big shot, even more powerful than the Sheng family's grandfather. It's not Fu Yanshen's turn to do this for her...

Ye Anan: "He could give up his life for me and let me survive."

I:"……"

It seemed that she didn't listen at all to what Fu Yanshen said to her that day.

When he went out, Ye Anan was still there.

The girl wears black long straight hair, a blue sweater, and a white gauze skirt on her lower body. Her black and white eyes are clear, and she doesn't seem to be pretending to be innocent.

"Little sister, it's yours. I can't take it away. Go and pester Fu Yanshen, okay?"

When I was washing my hands, I looked through the mirror and said coolly.

The girl rolled up the sleeves of her sweater, revealing her slender arms, which were bruised. I frowned. Could it be that she wanted to touch me and accuse me of hurting her?

"He did it. I went to find him. He almost broke my arm and said he only loves you! If he can have feelings for me, he can do this to you. Scumbag, you should stay away from him. !”

Ye Anan said indignantly.

I:"……"

What she meant was that Fu Yanshen used to be very affectionate for her, but now he has moved on and is a scumbag.

Advise me to stay away from him too.

Could she really have a mental problem? Do you think that what Fu Yanshen did for me was for her?

Could it be a sequelae of heart transplantation?

No, I specifically checked before. The heart has no memory function. People who undergo heart transplantation will not have the memory of the original owner.

So what's going on with Ye An'an?

"I will never wear red again. I don't like red in the first place. Sister, please listen to my advice. I'm doing it for your own good. Girls help girls!"

Ye Anan put down his sleeves and said angrily, and also said something very stylish.

I instantly thought she was quite cute, and she was really not a scheming girl like Shi Xia and Shi Jin.

But her mental problems are really worrying.

I didn't say anything more to her. I found Ouyang, packed up with her, and walked out of the club door.

A Hongqi CA7 series with a yellow license plate was parked in the parking lot in front of the club. The body is 6.5 meters long and has a majestic appearance. As far as I know, this car is called a national car. It has a price but no market. Who owns this car? The person must be a powerful person with a prominent status.

At this time, the driver wearing white gloves and a black suit opened the back seat door. A middle-aged man got out of the car. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes and a long windbreaker. He was tall and tall, tall and strong.

As he walked towards this side, his face gradually became clearer, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, three-dimensional and deep facial features, smooth and delicate lines, and no sign of the middle-aged man gaining weight.

He exudes the steady charm of a mature man. The cold wind blows the hem of his windbreaker, giving him a compelling aura.

He seemed to be walking towards us, with a faint smile on his lips.

Do you know Ouyang?

Ouyang turned a blind eye and held my hand, passing by him.

There was a faint smell of tobacco coming from the man's body, which I felt was inexplicably familiar.

I looked back, and he was also looking back, his deep eyes falling on Ouyang next to me.

"Mom, it's dad, he's here to pick us up!"

Ye An'an's cheerful voice came from the door of the club.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I suddenly realized that he was Ouyang’s ex-husband...

After I came to my senses, I looked at Ouyang. Her face was expressionless and indifferent, but cold sweat broke out in her palms, and the back of my hands was wet and cold.

She got in the car first.

"Qiaoqiao, why don't you come in?"

"I drove here. I have a dinner party tonight." She actually forgot that I drove here by myself.

I said with a smile, said goodbye to her again, helped her close the car door, and waved goodbye through the glass.

Not far away, Ye Anan's family of three also got in the car.

When I got to my red Jeep, I discovered that the rear tire had burst at some point!

It was fine when it arrived, but why did it collapse after being parked for a few hours?

"what happened?"

The voice belonging to Fu Yanshen sounded from behind me.

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