[Chapter 439 The one who killed Lao Ba was Yang Yiyu]
“Sister Mei, how are you?” Yang Yiyu went over and helped her up.
As soon as she stood up, Sister Mei groaned, her body tilted and she leaned on Yang Yiyu.
“My foot is crooked~” Sister Mei gasped and said.
The goddess was in Yang’s arms and he felt like he was floating, close contact.
However, she had a sprained foot, so he still had to take care of her foot. Although he was reluctant and wanted Sister Mei to stay in his arms for a while longer, he still said, “I’ll help you to the sofa first.”
He helped Sister Mei sit on the sofa, and Sister Mei gasped.
Yang Yiyu looked at her and said, “Sister Mei, let me take a look~”
“Yeah~” Sister Mei responded with a red face.
Then Yang Yiyu took off her shoes, and the white jade feet appeared in his sight. He grabbed them in his hands and muttered secretly, “It feels good~”
At this time, Sister Mei’s face was as red as a red apple. It was the first time that she was grabbed by the opposite sex like this. She felt a tingling feeling from her feet, which made her tremble all over.
If she hadn’t bit her lip, she would have made a sound.
It was a wonderful feeling. Apart from the faction and the male actors she had met before, this was her first time, even though the faction often used a stand-in.
Yang Yiyu took a deep breath and put aside all distractions to take a look. Sure enough, her foot was twisted. With the circulation of his true energy, he talked to Sister Mei to divert her attention: “Sister Mei, it’s okay. I’ll rub it for you and it will be fine soon~”
“Um~ah~!” As soon as she answered, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle, which made her scream.
“Okay, I’ll rub it for you again~” Yang Yiyu smiled and used his true energy to reduce the swelling.
At this time, Sister Mei felt a warm flow in her ankle, which was very comfortable and she really didn’t feel any pain.
Three minutes later, Yang Yiyu reluctantly let go of his hand and said, “You get up and try~”
Sister Mei heard what he said, put on her shoes and walked around for a while, and it really didn’t hurt.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore. So you know some medical skills~”
“Hehe, I know a little~”
“Thank you~”
“It’s just a small favor. Why thank me? Besides, it’s my fault. You drank a lot and I should clean up the dishes. Sit down and take a rest. I’ll go clean up.”
After Yang Yiyu finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to clean up the broken dishes.
Walking back to the living room, Sister Mei said, “Thank you for your hard work. Let’s go. I’ll take you to see the room.” At this moment, Sister Mei was drunk from the red wine. She stood up while talking, but she was shaking.
“Let me help you upstairs~” Yang Yiyu smiled and helped her.
Her hand was held by Yang Yiyu. She instinctively wanted to pull it back, but she didn’t pull it back from Yang Yiyu. Her face suddenly became hot and she said awkwardly, “I drank too much today. I’m sorry to let you, a guest, serve me.” As they were
talking, the two went upstairs. After shaking, she became more and more dizzy and drunk.
After going upstairs, her body became weak and she leaned on Yang Yiyu.
“The first room on the left~” Sister Mei’s vision was blurred. She said the room to Yang Yiyun. She just wanted to close her eyes now.
Yang Yiyun was also suffering. Sister Mei’s half body was pressed against him, making his body heat up. The faint body fragrance and soft feeling constantly challenged his psychological defense. He just wanted to send Sister Mei back to the room quickly and then take a cold shower.
After opening the door, he opened the door and waited. A purple room appeared in Yang Yiyun’s eyes. The layout of the room was very feminine. When he saw the bed, he couldn’t help but laugh. He didn’t expect Sister Mei’s bed to be cartoon-like. He thought to himself: “It turns out that the goddess has a fairy tale heart~”
When he helped her to the bed, Yang Yiyun saw a pile of black clothes on the bed, and his eyes widened immediately. When
Sister Mei reacted, she was anxious and immediately went to the bed to put away her clothes. She was so embarrassed.
Who knew that in a hurry, her feet were unstable and she fell on the bed with Yang Yiyun.
“Ah~”
Yang Yiyun was also stunned. He was attracted by the clothes on the bed. He didn’t expect Sister Mei to suddenly pounce on the bed. He fell on the bed without reacting.
Sister Mei’s exclamation came to his ears, but he found that the two of them were very ambiguous, one above and one below.
And his hand was placed where she shouldn’t be.
The four eyes met.
Yang Yiyun saw Sister Mei’s hazy eyes and a blush on her face. His heart was suddenly moved and he couldn’t help but kiss her gently.
Sister Mei’s brain was blank at this moment. Oh my God~ This is…
She was caught by Yang Yiyun, and she didn’t expect that such a scene would appear in a hurry.
Her heartbeat accelerated several times~
Then she watched Yang Yiyun kiss her.
However, when Sister Mei was drunk, the Yang Yiyun she saw was another person who made her dream.
“Arong~”
Sister Mei said softly.
Yang Yiyun was about to kiss him, but after hearing this life, he suddenly woke up. He
got up quickly. He was not a substitute for others. He was a unique existence.
Sister Mei is obviously drunk now. If he doesn’t take advantage of her, how will he face her if she is drunk?
It is true that he had chased stars and was obsessed with Sister Mei, but he would not be a spare tire, let alone take advantage of others.
After suddenly getting up, Yang Yiyu covered the drunk Sister Mei with a quilt and walked out of the room.
“What’s wrong with me? Am I drunk too?” Yang smiled bitterly and said to himself, and went to another room to take a shower.
He didn’t know that when he left Sister Mei’s room, Sister Mei, who was drunk on the bed, opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling and said, “Is it a dream or an illusion? In fact, I have been awake for several years~ Little brother, you are the second person I have found who has the same aura as him~”
In Sister Mei’s heart, it is indeed as the outside world rumored that she liked a deceased star, but when she was young, she was also sad, but her brain was not broken. The reason why she said to the outside world that she didn’t look for a boyfriend and only liked the deceased was actually because she was forced to do so at the time. She didn’t like the one introduced by her family, and she was very annoyed by being chased by others, so she simply found an excuse.
The result was that the outside media rumored that she was a lesbian and would never marry to be a widow of a deceased star. In fact, she had nothing with that male star. It was just a secret crush in her teenage years.
She was not sick and was very healthy. She had never found a boyfriend because there was no suitable one. It was also because of her acting career. She dragged it on until she was 38 years old and became a Saint Seiya.
Just now, when Yang Yiyun wanted to kiss her, she deliberately called out the name of the male star, just to see how Yang Yiyun would react and whether he had any personality.
It turned out that he was indeed different. Like the male stars she had seen in her teenage years, he had a very special temperament and personality.
“It’s a pity that there is a big age difference between you and me, otherwise my sister might consider it, haha~” Sister Mei giggled to herself and buried her head in the quilt.
Yang Yiyun didn’t know that Sister Mei had just done it on purpose. After taking a cold shower, he felt much calmer. He sat cross-legged on the sofa and entered a state of meditation.
…
At the same time, in an ancient European-style manor in the financial city, a hall was brightly lit and seven or eight old men were sitting.
Sitting on the main seat was a white-haired old man in his sixties wearing a Tang suit, his eyes full of hostility. This man was Hong Xuantian, the head of the inner branch of the Hong family in the financial city.
He slowly asked the person sitting below: “Has the third brother found out who killed your eighth brother?”
“Father, I went to the eighth brother’s office in person and found a video in his office showing that the person who killed the eighth brother was Yang Yiyu. I have carefully investigated this Yang Yiyu. Here are all the information.”
The man handed a document to the old man while speaking.
After several people in the hall took turns to look at it, they all fell into silence.
Only a short and fat old man sitting on the right had his eyes flickering with hatred.
After a while, Hong Xuantian, who was sitting on the main seat, said, “No matter how tyrannical and evil Yang Yiyu and Yang Fengmo are, he can’t come to the Financial City and kill my children and grandchildren on my Hong family’s territory. This matter can’t be let go. Otherwise, how can my Hong family gain a foothold in the Financial City and the ancient martial arts world? This is really too much.”
After he finished speaking, Hong Xiantian’s second son said, “Father, calm down. The cause and effect of this matter is that the eighth father and son were wrong first. If the eighth illegitimate son didn’t try to seize the family business of Yang Yiyu’s woman, he wouldn’t have gotten into trouble with Yang Fengmo.
Although my Hong family has an old man of the ninth level of Xiantian, Yang Yiyu is fighting against fifteen Xiantians, and two of them are at the eighth level of Xiantian. Even if a ninth level Xiantian comes out, I guess it’s not easy to deal with him. Besides, even if a ninth level Xiantian master can deal with Yang Yiyu, the old man is in seclusion. Among us, you, father, who is at the eighth level of Xiantian, can’t deal with Yang Yiyu.”
(End of this chapter)
