blame at every turn

When the ringing of the phone in his pocket stopped automatically, Yang Ya patted Xiaotao's shoulder lightly: "Thank you - I'm going to have a barbecue with your boss later, do you want to come too?"

"No, no, no." Xiao Tao waved his hands quickly, shaking his head like a rattle.

Her heartbeat still hasn't calmed down yet, not to mention the fact that her boss is gay, and her boyfriend is a celebrity who just became popular. Although Xiaotao has the ambition to attack the boss, but It is also far from being bold enough to lie to the boss and dare to appear in front of the boss.

Even if she was abetted, and the person who abetted her was the boss's boyfriend, she was afraid that she would be used as a scapegoat and become the only victim in this serious fraud case.Now Xiaotao just wants to live a good life and pursue love and peace.

She huddled and tried to keep a distance from Yang Ya: "Big, big brother, I still have three cats waiting to be fed at home, may I go?"

Yang Ya nodded: "Okay, thank you for your cooperation—by the way, remember to send a text message to your boss in 10 minutes, saying that you met me in this alley, and tell him that I am safe and sound." thing."

Xiao Tao Lianlian agreed, and quickly stepped back. After half of her body was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun outside the alley, she turned around and ran away quickly.Yang Ya, who had achieved his goal, was in a very happy mood. He was not in a hurry to leave the dark alley, but leaned against the wall, ordered raw skewers from a nearby barbecue restaurant, and then hurried home .

He bumped into a man walking with his head bowed at the corner, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. The hurried man bumped into his shoulder and shoved him hard.

There was a smell of fermented wine on the other party's body, which made him wrinkle his nose, but out of politeness, Yang Ya subconsciously said sorry, and then put this person's matter behind him and went home Afterwards, the kitchen was turned upside down, and all the things that could be used, such as household electric barbecue ovens, dipping dishes, sweet and spicy sauces, etc. were moved out.

Yue Qin drove back in a taxi, and along the way, his cell phone kept ringing, basically it was all calls and messages from Lu Yat-nian, and he didn't bother to care about it.

As the familiar office building approached, Yue Qincai suddenly remembered that he did not have the key to Yang Ya's house. He was so anxious that he felt anxious. When he arrived at the apartment downstairs, he found that the door was open and he could smell a faint smell of barbecue. At that time, Yue Qin's heart was even more heavy. He almost rushed upstairs step by step. When he saw that the door of Yang Ya's house was open, there was no one in the room, and there was a burst of meat smell. After tumbling out, Yue Qin hurriedly pushed the door open and almost fell on the fluffy carpet.

There was no one in the living room.

Yue Qin scrambled into the kitchen, and when he saw the mess inside, he twitched hard in his heart. He stood there in a daze for a long time before he thought of looking for the source of the smell of meat. Seeing Yang Ya standing at the door of the kitchen with a bunch of skewers in one hand, and when their eyes collided, Yang Ya was startled for a moment, and then he put his hands behind his back with a guilty conscience.

Yang Ya lowered his head in embarrassment, sweeping his eyes back and forth at his feet with embarrassment: "Brother, you... why are you back? Didn't you say you are going to your friend's grandma's house for dinner?"

Yue Qin took a few deep breaths in succession before he controlled himself not to rush forward, but held his arm very reservedly, looked Yang Ya up and down several times, and only after confirming that he was unharmed did he take a long breath. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Why haven't you answered my calls? I heard from the employees of the company that there was an explosion in your kitchen, and you didn't answer the call. I thought you..."

Before Yue Qin finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong:

Xiao Tao's house is far away from here, why did Xiao Liu's apartment explode, and it was not Xiao Liu who called him, but Xiao Tao?

Since it wasn't the explosion that happened in Xiao Liu's house, why did Xiao Tao go to the house accurately when reporting to him?Logically speaking, she should not know that she has a relationship with Yang Ya.Also, if there was an explosion in the kitchen, why was there no trace of smoke?

There are indications that he was deceived.

Although he still doesn't know exactly how Yang Ya and Xiaotao hooked up, there is no doubt that he was cheated by the partnership of these two people.

After sorting out these things, Yue Qin's eyes on Yang Ya became complicated.

But Yang Ya didn't know that his trick had been seen through.When he heard Yue Qin's footsteps, he was sprinkling cumin on the meat skewers on the balcony. When he came out, he found Yue Qin went straight to the kitchen. He knew that Xiao Tao might not have completed the task he assigned on time, or that Yue Qin's wife I was anxious and didn't see it.

But right now he has no choice but to lie for himself step by step, trying to clear up his responsibility: "But, maybe when you called, I was still exercising. You know, I don't like it when I exercise. With my phone, and when I got back I was busy getting ready for the BBQ."

"As for the explosion... Could it be that the employees of your company read the news and mistook the building? Nothing happened to our house, and everything is fine. What was it like when I went out, and what was the same when I came back. You should have seen it too—brother, you probably thought I was burnt after smelling the barbecue, right?"

Yue Qin sighed heavily.After realizing that everything was just a false alarm, his voice returned to his usual calmness: "So why do you want to barbecue at home, aren't you afraid of triggering the smoke alarm?"

"Didn't it be baked on the balcony, and all the doors and windows were opened for ventilation?" Yang Ya kept his head down, muttering to himself, "Isn't it because my brother left me at home alone, It was only when I was dating someone else that I thought of eating alone behind your back, to comfort my wounded heart with delicious food."

"Okay, my fault." Yue Qin wanted to be angry but couldn't, and rubbed his brows helplessly, "Don't do this next time—I mean, if you want to eat barbecue, go out and eat at home. It's not safe, you can't open the doors and windows to ventilate, and you will run mosquitoes into the house, so you haven't been bitten by mosquitoes all night, so you don't have a long memory?"

Yang Ya heard something wrong with his tone, raised his eyelids to look at him, and asked cautiously: "Brother, are you angry?"

"No."

The tone of Yue Qin's answer was very different from what he usually used in front of Yang Ya. Yang Ya was sure that he was upset, and handed him the skewers he had hidden behind his back.

"I was wrong, Yue Qin, don't be angry with me, I will never eat alone behind your back again - I prepared a lot of skewers, you probably haven't eaten yet, or should we go together?"

Yue Qin pushed the skewer back with the back of his hand: "No, I'm really not angry."

That being said, he was indeed in a bad mood.

Maybe it was because the news of "Yang Ya may have had an accident" had too much impact on him, and Yue Qin was extremely clear-headed while his thoughts were in a mess.This joke was too bad for him, and he couldn't accept it for a while, but the anger in his heart was not directed at Yang Ya, but all directed at himself. He was very depressed why he was played around by such a low-level and childish trick .And after that, he was more or less skeptical, whether the "secret love come true" he thought was just a boring joke that Yang Ya gave him after he realized his love.

He felt that he should become a little more cruel, and questioned Yang Ya, why did he make such a joke with himself, why he continued to lie to himself instead of a sincere apology, it was not that he hated what Yang Ya did to him, he was I believe in Yang Ya's character, but I just feel that he needs to be a little nicer to himself occasionally. If Yang Ya doesn't really like him, but out of sympathy or fun, he can't continue to misunderstand like this and stop the loss in time. , so as not to get another contusion on the head.

But when he raised his head and saw Yang Ya looking at him with wet eyes, his heart softened again.

"Brother really won't forgive me?"

Yang Ya's voice was sticky, not at all like the man on the screen who always played the role of a cold-blooded knight.When he spoke, his eyes fell on Yue Qin's eyes from beginning to end, which made him look like a puppy who felt that he was hated, with drooping ears and tail, which made it hard not to feel sympathy.

Yue Qin watched him silently, and finally couldn't help but sighed in resignation for a long time, and took a bite of the skewers with Yang Ya's hand.

The rich taste of Orleans seasoning quickly filled his mouth. The meat skewers were warm, and the meat on the outside had been roasted until crispy, but the inside was still a bit sticky, obviously the meat hadn't been fully cooked yet.

Seeing that he swallowed the whole piece of meat, Yang Ya continued to send the meat skewers to his mouth, Yue Qin forced his arm down, seeing Yang Ya instantly showed a somewhat lonely expression, Yue Qin Zhang He opened his mouth and said after a while, "The meat is not cooked yet."

"Have you never grilled skewers yourself before?...Let me do it later."

Back on the balcony, the two sat down around a small table, Yue Qin was in charge of continuing to grill the skewers, and Yang Ya was in charge of staring blankly.

Yang Ya could clearly feel the low pressure on Yue Qin's body, and intuitively told him that Yue Qin's current unhappiness was not because he ate alone, but he still couldn't determine the cause, whether it was because he hadn't recovered from the shock, or because of other...

For whatever reason, he seemed to be self-defeating this time.

He could only lower his head, quietly raised his eyes from time to time to observe Yue Qin's face, carefully pondering Yue Qin's thoughts at this time.

Until Yue Qin suddenly hissed and shrank his hands, Yang Ya saw that he seemed to be splashed by oil spray, so he quickly pushed him aside, and took over by himself: "This kind of thing is too dangerous, brother, I'll do it." Well, my skin is thick and I am not afraid of being scalded, you just need to command me remotely."

Yue Qin was directly squeezed into a corner by him, and wanted to say something, but seeing Yang Ya's tight muscles exposed outside, he still didn't say anything, his shoulders slumped in depression, and he stared at Yang Ya's face in dismay. action.

As soon as the roles of the two were switched, Yue Qin's thoughts could not stop diverging.

Does Yang Ya really like her?

If it's fake, then what is the purpose of him always talking to himself stickyly, protecting him intentionally or unintentionally?

If it was true, why would he lie to himself like this?

Yang Ya... he should really like him, right?

Although Yue Qin couldn't quite understand the way Yang Ya achieved his goal, no matter what he thought, he had a vague feeling that Yang Ya's lies were not out of malice.

I hope he is not too in love with the brain.

Yue Qin smiled self-deprecatingly. It took him a long time to gather up the courage to listen to the sizzling oil on the barbecue grill, and said to Yang Ya, "Yang Ya, actually...if you really just want to see If it comes to me, you don’t need to find any reason.”

"As long as you say you want to see me, or don't want me to leave, I will definitely come back to you."

This dinner was full of barbecue, but neither of them knew what to eat.

Yue Qin worried that what he said was just a joke to Yang Ya, but Yang Ya heard that Yue Qin already knew that he was lying to him, so he was a little scared, but he didn't dare to face him directly and apologize to him.

Dozens of skewers of various colors were wiped out in less than an hour, and Yang Ya's clothes were also left with large and small oil stains.

He knew that oil stains should not be left overnight, otherwise it would be difficult to wash off. Before taking a bath, he took a basin of hot water to wash his clothes. When changing clothes, he found a crumpled note inside. The faintly exposed corner of the handwriting looked familiar. Yang Ya opened the note and looked at it, and his mood immediately fell to the bottom.

There are a total of three lines on the note, two of which are numbers, one short and one long, and the only other line is a name he is all too familiar with: Yang Zhengze.

In an instant, he thought of the man who smelled of alcohol that he bumped into in the alley before. Feeling unlucky and irritable, his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably due to the panic mixed with anger.

There is no doubt that the two strings of numbers that Yang Zhengze left him, the short one is the mobile phone number, and the long one is the bank card number.

What he wants to do, even if Yang Ya is not a roundworm in his stomach, he can see through it at a glance.

Yang Ya locked the bathroom door behind his back, wiped his hands repeatedly with a towel, until the back of his hands was so painful that he finally calmed down, and pretended to be calm, he dialed Yang Zhengze's phone number.

The phone rang three times before it was picked up quickly, and the person on the other end didn't say a word, so Yang Ya decided to preemptively strike and take the high ground: "Yang Zhengze, I haven't contacted you for so many years, I thought you were buried in peace. A person who disappeared in order to avoid debts can still afford to drink now, it seems that you have been doing well these days, do you want to change your mind and leave your life savings to your only son to inherit?"

"Yang Ya, do you ever talk to me like this?"

A low and hoarse voice came out of the microphone, like a big hand protruding from a crack in time and space, dragging Yang Ya back to eight years ago, and back to the dark place full of wine and rot. At home, I saw again the dirty and dangerous man lying loose on the sofa like a huge garbage heap, holding a broken wine bottle with blood in his hand.

Yang Ya put away the sarcasm in his tone, and said coldly, "What do you want me for?"

Yang Zhengze was not polite to him, and said straight to the point: "100 million, call my card within a week."

Yang Ya gripped the phone tightly, his fingertips turned white with force: "No money."

"Borrow if you have no money."

"Why should I listen to you? Yang Zhengze, do you think you are awesome? Since you are so awesome, why are you missing when the creditor comes to you? You don't even dare to tell the creditor yourself that you can't pay the debt, Why are you being so stubborn in front of me? Listen, I have nothing to do with you now, don't think that I am easy to bully, you will bear the debt you owe yourself, don't even think about sucking even a drop of blood from me!"

He scolded Yang Zhengze until his blood surged, and he hung up the phone neatly after scolding, almost exhausting all his strength to restrain the urge to drop the phone.Yang Ya was breathing quickly, his ears were buzzing continuously, his brain was like a broken TV, flickering with black and white snowflakes, his consciousness was almost completely cut off from the outside world, trapped in an angry In the cage woven with fear and fear, he couldn't escape no matter what, and the needless struggle and collision made him have a splitting headache.

Yang Ya forced himself to stare at the mirror, ignoring the ringing of text messages that screamed like a devil, and forcibly dragged his consciousness back to the real world.He stared at the corners of his reddened eyes, at his white lips, and watched his body shake uncontrollably, as if he saw his soul get out of the body, quickly curled up into a small ball, and hid in the washbasin. The darkest corner under the pool.

So Yang Ya also slowly relaxed his body, squatted down by the sink with his back against the wall, hugged his knees tightly, and tried to shrink into a small ball.

It wasn't Yang Zhengze who frightened him.

He was never afraid of Yang Zhengze, because he knew very well that Yang Zhengze was a man who bullied the weak and feared the hard, and was a man who was strong on the outside but hard on the outside. As long as his attitude was strong enough, he would not pose any threat to him.

But Yang Zhengze's sudden appearance made him unavoidably recall an unbearable past.It was a wound in his heart that would never heal. First, Yang Zhengze cut him open so that all kinds of bacteria and viruses could take advantage of it. Later, the wound could never heal again, even though it was already on the surface. There is a thick scab, and every time someone tries to peel it off, it still bleeds profusely.Fear is like a conditioned reflex, making him tremble every time he thinks about it, but he has no way to adapt or forget it, and can only weaken its influence on himself by constantly avoiding it.

Yang Ya squatted on the spot for a long time, the cold floor tiles in the bathroom were almost warmed by his body temperature.

He thought about a lot of things, but he didn't seem to think about anything until the phone rang again. It was a special reminder from Yue Qin. After the call was connected, Yue Qin asked him what he was doing in the bathroom. Yang Ya didn't notice the time. Been in the bathroom for two and a half hours.

Yang Ya hastily put his clothes through the water, and took a shower very quickly. He didn't wipe his body at all, and went back to the bed one step at a time. He whispered to Yue Qin that he had finished washing, and then remained silent. Get into the bed.

He heard the footsteps of Yue Qin leaving, thinking that Yue Qin might still be angry with him, he messed up their relationship again, and once again pushed himself into a helpless state with his own hands, Yang Ya became very irritable He covered his head with a quilt.

Time passed slowly in the quilt.

Yang Ya felt that he had waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yue Qin to return to him.

He thought he would not be able to fall asleep, and even if he fell asleep, he would have nightmares, but the fact is that before Yue Qin came out of the bathroom, he fell asleep, and slept very deeply, almost dreamless all night until the first day. When the consciousness was about to wake up the next morning, I had a dream about the past.

There was nothing in the dream that frightened or disgusted him, but he dreamed that Yue Qin was sitting on the steps crying.

He asked Yue Qin why he was crying, but Yue Qin didn't answer, so Yang Ya deduced the answer by relying on his vague memory and the bruises and bruises on Yue Qin's body.

The opponent had a lot of people, but in order to get justice for Yue Qin, Yang Ya still rolled up his sleeves and went up alone.

In the dream, he plunged into the crowd with the heart of seeing death as home, but in the end he failed to die heroically, but returned triumphantly with a broken skin no bigger than a fingernail.

He went to ask Yue Qin to ask for credit. Knowing that he would be preached by the other party, he still tried his best to exaggerate his words, and described his battle as extremely thrilling, with twists and turns. As soon as he raised his hands, Yang Ya's first reaction was to hide back, but the imagined headache did not come, Yue Qin gently ruffled his hair, and said in a hoarse voice after crying just now: "Good boy. In the future Don't make up your own mind anymore, will you get hurt alone?"

Then Yang Ya woke up from the dream, and found that the pillow was wet.

At first he thought it was just because he didn't dry his hair last night that he wet the pillow. Yue Qin was not on the bed, Yang Ya wandered into the bathroom like a wandering spirit, and after washing his face, he looked in the mirror, only to find that the person was crying in his dream It was not Yue Qin but himself, and the two clear tear marks on his face at this moment were the evidence.

Yang Ya felt that his life was extremely frustrating.

He wiped his face with a dry towel, and picked up the cell phone he left by the sink last night in desperation, wanting to see what Yang Zhengze had sent him after he hung up the phone , after opening the SMS interface, but found that there is nothing in it.

——To be more precise, there was no news from Yang Zhengze.

Unread messages from China Mobile and mobile banking are still kept intact.

Yang Ya had a bad premonition. He was worried that Yue Qin had seen Yang Zhengze's news, so he quickly returned to his call interface to confirm, but found that there was no call history between him and Yang Zhengze and Yue Qin in his call history. For the record, some are just a string of unknown numbers that appeared on the phone screen when the call interface was just opened.

He has no impression of this string of numbers.

Such a situation made him a little puzzled. He dug out the note he had hidden in his pajamas pocket from his memory, and wanted to confirm whether this string of numbers was Yang Zhengze's number, but he found that there was no Yang Zhengze stuff in his pajamas pocket. Some of the notes given to him were just a package of family planning supplies.

???

Why is there such a thing in his pocket?

Yang Ya quickly pulled out a piece of toilet paper, wrapped it up, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can, then he began to stare at himself in the mirror doubting his life. After doubting for a while, he looked down at the string on the call interface. Numbers, counted the number of numbers, and found that this is obviously not a string of phone numbers, because the number has exceeded.

Looking through the previous call records, he found that the calls he had made to Xiaotao were gone. From [-]:[-] pm to now, in all his communication records, there was only one missed call from Yue Qin lying alone in the list .

Everything seems to be developing in an extremely magical direction.

Yang Ya couldn't figure it out, if Yue Qin only saw the text messages Yang Zhengze sent him, why did he delete these things... Where did the family planning supplies in his pocket come from?

Yang Ya walked out of the bathroom in a daze, and everything he saw afterwards was very different from his memory:

There was no trace of him and Yue Qin having barbecued here last night on the balcony, and the clothes he changed from last night were drying on the drying rack, but there were no oil stains on them that he hadn't had time to scrub carefully, and some were just clothes. There is a small piece of light yellow wine stain at the corner.

Everything in the kitchen was in its place, except for a few extra cans of beer in the fridge.

There are no skewers in the trash can, and the rest of the trash seems to be as it is.Afterwards, Yang Ya checked the vegetable sink again, and found that there was no dirt left by washing the seasonings last night, only a piece of tomato skin, and a small, unremarkable mushroom.

Finally, Yang Ya returned to the living room and found that Yue Qin was lying crookedly on the sofa, his eyes were black and blue, his face was full of tiredness, and there were several bags on the coffee table in front of him, filled with various There are not only small desserts such as glutinous rice lotus root and black rice cakes, but also cooked food such as pot-wrapped meat and fried chicken racks.

All the food was cold and hard to the touch.Yang Ya wanted to take a sneak peek at Yue Qin's cell phone, but unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Yue Qin's shoulder, Yue Qin's breathing became disordered. He frowned and shook his head uneasy, and then opened his sleepy eyes.

Yue Qin's eyes were originally displeased with being interrupted, but the moment he met Yang Ya's eyes, his eyes softened.

"Are you awake?" Yue Qin rubbed his eyes that couldn't be opened, and weakly took out his phone to look at it, "Why is it so early, it's not even five o'clock yet... How do you feel?"

"How do you feel?" Seeing his haggard look, Yang Ya felt very anxious, "Yue Qin, why are you sleeping here? If you really don't want to sleep with me, wake me up and let me come Just sleep on the sofa, why make things difficult for yourself!"

"What are you talking about? I don't want to sleep with you."

Yue Qin yawned and stretched, and put his arms around Yang Ya's neck.

"Don't you remember what happened last night?"

Yang Ya was stunned for a moment, looked away with some guilt, and asked softly, "Yesterday, what happened last night?"

"You drank too much last night, kicked me out of the bedroom before going to sleep, and said I was a scumbag, and you didn't want to see me again." Yue Qin was buried in Yang Ya's bed like a big lazy cat. He rubbed his neck, "I really don't remember? Then do you remember that yesterday at around four o'clock in the afternoon, I sent you a message saying that I was going to visit grandma with Lu Yat-nian, after that you were very angry and unilaterally I don’t want to contact me any more.”

"…Remember."

"After you cut off contact with me, you bought a whole dozen of beer and got drunk at home." Yue Qin said calmly.

"Wait," Yang Ya felt a little unbelievable, and interrupted Yue Qin's train of thought, "You said I drank yesterday...? Impossible! I don't even..."

"But the fact is like this, it's useless for you to deny it."

There was firmness in Yue Qin's tired eyes, and he didn't look like he was lying at all.

"But it's not impossible for you to forget everything. After all, after you drank too much and fell asleep last night, you woke up once in the middle of the night. You insisted on doing indescribable things with me, and gnawed on me like an ant. One circle, who can stand this, I was already prepared, but I took off my pants, and you started calling me a scumbag again, kicked me out of the bedroom, and then there was nothing... This This kind of thing, everyone will choose to forget, even now I wish I could let this memory disappear from my mind."

Yang Ya began to doubt his memory: "Is it... like this? But I clearly remember me..."

Yue Qin lowered his eyelids sleepily, and opened them forcibly after a while: "You must be dreaming again after being drunk, right? What kind of dream are you having? I heard from your roommate before that after drinking too much, you will Can’t distinguish between dreams and reality, and fabricate completely unreal memories, can it be true?”

Is it really?

He seemed to have had a similar experience before. When his roommates told him the truth, he still didn't believe it, thinking they were joking with him in partnership.

But now there are signs that all his so-called "memories" of last night were fake, Yang Zhengze didn't find him, and Yue Qin wasn't angry with him.

The source of all his uneasiness and depression was just a drunken nightmare.

This cognition made it difficult for him to digest for a while, but he really couldn't find any evidence to overthrow it. After reluctantly accepting it, his mood did not improve, but he felt a sense of loss for the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

This feeling quickly swelled and melted in his heart, and gradually transformed into emotions such as joy, fear, powerlessness, etc., filling his entire heart little by little.

He breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't really feel relieved.

But he still hugged Yue Qin tightly, clinging to his body tightly, feeling lucky that he still has him.

When he put his forehead on Yue Qin's shoulder, Yue Qin's eyes darkened, but soon he seemed to know nothing again, rubbing the back of Yang Ya's head, and asked him in a doubtful tone: " What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?"

"Could it be that you dreamed that I didn't want you? I'm sorry, it's my fault. I will try not to leave you alone at home in the future, and go to 'date' with others. Forget about this nightmare, okay?"

Yang Ya didn't respond to him immediately, but after lying on his shoulder for a long time, he began to sob softly.

So Yue Qin patted him on the back gently like coaxing a child, and when his crying gradually subsided, Yue Qin asked him if he wanted something to eat, saying that he came back from Lu Yat-nian's grandma's house last night, As promised, he brought back a lot of delicious food. Although these desserts and cooked food are obviously not suitable for breakfast, when people are in a bad mood, they should eat more sweet and fried food to adjust.

Yue Qin was still gentle with him as before.

This recognition allowed Yang Ya to escape from the shadow of the "nightmare" temporarily, and found a sense of peace of mind in a real sense.

He tried his best to get closer to Yue Qin, trying to calm down completely, put all his thoughts on Yue Qin, and forget about the lingering nightmare.

It was seven o'clock when Yue Qin and Yang Ya had breakfast together, and it was 07:30 when Yang Ya left the apartment.

But he did not go to the office, but sat on the first floor of the office building for a while, arranged some tasks in the work group, and called the director of the village nursing home, then left the office building through the small door, sitting in Lu Yinian's car left Mili District.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the nursing home.There were still 10 minutes before the meeting time agreed between him and Yang Zhengze, but Yang Zhengze seemed impatient, and was already waiting for him at the door.

Yang Zhengze watched Yue Qin calmly get out of the back of the car. His appearance was very different from the boy he remembered that he often hang out with Yang Yasi. He looked like a business elite, with a cold and calm demeanor. The way he looked at him It was like a huge glacier crashing straight into it.He couldn't tell how much the suit on Yue Qin was worth, but he still recognized the car behind Yue Qin, the Koenigsegg ONE, parked on this dusty dirt road, it was like a luxury cruise ship driving into stinky water ditch.

And he didn't drive by himself, but brought a driver.

Originally, Yue Qin asked him to meet in this kind of small village, and said that he would give him money as long as he didn't bother Yang Ya anymore. He was still a little skeptical, but seeing that he came in a luxury car, the dean even ran out in person. Greeting, as if he had met his reborn parents, the last doubt in Yang Zhengze's heart was dispelled - it seemed that Yue Qin was not doing himself a favor, he was indeed very rich now.

The dean invited the two "distinguished guests" into the house, and Yue Qin "borrowed" the lounge in the nursing home, and sat down face to face with Yang Zhengze to "negotiate".

Yang Zhengze didn't bother him, and asked straight to the point: "How much do you plan to give me?"

"Don't worry," Yue Qin straightened his white gloves and raised his chin towards Yang Zhengze, "Tell me first, what exactly do you mean by 'you have Yang Ya's handle in your hand'? Let me judge how much money is enough to shut your mouth."

Yang Zhengze's turbid eyeballs moved, and then he grinned: "I'm afraid it won't stop if there are tens of millions. You should have read a lot of news, and you know that if a public figure is suspected of being involved with the three evils, Even if it is finally clarified, it will never be cleared away, right?"

"Yang Ya stayed in the den of drugs, who knows if he is clean now?"

The author says:

I don't want the old dog to disturb everyone, so I put the three chapters together.

In fact, I should have fast-forwarded directly to the part where Yang Zhengze completely went offline, but I couldn’t finish writing it ○|￣|＿

Chinqin is very smart, his stay is limited to being in front of Yang Ya's lies, in a sense, he is actually a kind of selective being deceived.