At this time, Yang Mo also recognized Hong Tianba.
"Brother Hong, why are you here?" Yang Mo asked with wide eyes.
Just when Hong Tianba was about to speak, Song Zhuangting walked in.
"Chairman, this guy is the one who beat the young master."
The younger brother who was beaten to the ground by Yang Mo just pointed at Yang Mo and said to Song Zhuangting.
"So it's you, kid." Song Zhuangting looked at Yang Mo and smiled disdainfully.
"Master Hong, this guy is the one who beat my son."
"Boy, Master Hong is here today to let you know what social evil is."
Song Zhuangting stared at Yang Mo fiercely, with a hint of anger in his brows, as if his son was about to get revenge.
Then, without saying a word, Hong Tianba turned around and slapped Song Zhuangting.
Song Zhuangting, who had not yet reacted, was at a loss. He looked at Hong Tianba with puzzled eyes and was instantly confused.
Even he couldn't understand that Hong Tianba, who had paid money to come over to help him deal with Yang Mo, instead spent his own money to come over and make himself suffer.
Who is Song Zhuangting? Although the Song family lives in the white world and occasionally interacts with the underworld, it is extremely rare because he does not want to have any close contacts with people in the underworld. Whenever he wants to solve some problems, he Just pay someone to solve it.
If he stepped forward to solve the problem, he was afraid that it would cause uncontrollable public opinion, so he was a little dissatisfied with being slapped by Hong Tianba just now, but he did not dare to say anything.
"Master Hong, what's going on with you? I paid you to come over and do something for me. Why are you bullying me instead?" Song Zhuangting asked unconvinced.
"Song Zhuangting, do you know who this is in front of me? Even I am afraid of Tang Jinhui's friends." Hong Tianba explained to Song Zhuangting.
"What, friend Tang Jinhui, how is that possible?"
Song Zhuangting looked at Yang Mo. No matter in appearance or temperament, he looked like a country bumpkin. Could it be that this young man named Hong deliberately colluded to defraud him of his money?
The more Song Zhuangting thought about it, the more something was wrong. He felt as if he had been deceived.
Because he knew that Hong Tianba had been involved in the underworld all year round, and he couldn't do any deception, deception, or despicable means.
But he didn't dare to mess around, because what if it was true? If it turned out that this boy was really a nephew of Tang Jinhui, he might be doomed.
Because he knew that Tang Jinhui, the richest man in Jinlingcheng, had both black and white forces, and did not even pay attention to Hong Tianba in front of him, let alone himself. Therefore, the cautious Song Zhuangting could not advance or retreat at this time.
"Let's put it this way! He is also my friend."
While Song Zhuangting was thinking, Hong Tianba suddenly spoke.
"What, so you two know each other? Does that mean you two teamed up to cheat me out of money?" Song Zhuangting's voice became louder.
"Why are they working together to steal your money? What can you say?" Yang Mo pointed at Song Zhuangting's nose and cursed.
"Last night your son caused trouble in my territory and I haven't settled the accounts with him yet. I just happened to come to my door today."
"You're looking for death, aren't you? You hit my son for being tough." After saying that, Song Zhuangting waved his hand and was about to let the younger brother behind him rush up.
"Wait a minute, let's forget about today's matter. Song Zhuangting, if I guessed correctly, your son should have made the mistake first, and you spent money to invite me here. It's not like I don't want to give you face. Let's give you three refunds." One million, and the rest will be treated as a reward to my brothers." Hong Tianba said calmly.
Hearing this, Songzhuang Ting next to him was so angry that he broke into cold sweat, because he was unwilling to let Hong Tianba monopolize his two million, and if he openly confronted Hong Tianba, he would definitely be at a disadvantage and even be beaten. Hong Tianba pursues him to the end. Apart from a little money, the Song family basically has nothing to offer to confront Hong Tianba head-on.
This is why when a person has money, he will want to have greater power, because money may be called around anytime and anywhere in front of power. To a certain extent, power is a way to realize the value of life. Behavioral pleasure can control others.
"Okay! Let's go." Song Zhuangting turned his head helplessly and ordered to his men.
"Thank you, Brother Hong, for coming to the rescue again." Yang Mo said excitedly.
"Oh, you're welcome. Since Brother Hong is gathering here, I won't disturb you." Hong Tianba made a fist-clasping gesture and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, Brother Hong, if you don't mind, I will arrange a super luxurious box for you and have a lot of fun tonight." Yang Mo looked at Hong Tianba, waiting for his answer.
"Well, since it's my brother's treat, I won't be polite."
After saying that, Yang Mo followed Hong Tianba down, opened a box for him and his men, and then returned to his standard box.
When everyone saw Yang Mo, they all looked at him with envy.
"Yang Mo, Yang Mo, does this KTV belong to you?" Lu Xiaoyu asked happily like a child, holding his hand.
"Yes!" Yang Mo responded awkwardly as his face turned red as Lu Xiaoyu held his hand.
Lu Xiaoyu also realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he quickly took his hand away and buried his head in his chest with a blushing face.
"Yang Mo, you can do it! You're already rich, and you even have your own KTV." Lin Dong patted him on the shoulder and cast an envious look.
"No, no, it's just that due to special reasons today, we are not invited to the more luxurious box." Yang Mo said with a slight apology.
"Oh, it's okay! I'm very happy that you can invite us to sing two songs. Besides, we are all good friends!" Lu Xiaoyu patted him on the back and consoled him.
Although they were good friends, Lu Xiaoyu had a feeling that he did not regard Yang Mo as a friend, but had an inexplicable relationship with him. Although Yang Mo was married, Lu Xiaoyu found that he fell in love with him more and more. Yang Mo.
"good."
Around 10:30, several people gradually became tipsy and took a taxi back home.
Yang Mo and Lu Xiaoyu were left behind. Seeing that Lu Xiaoyu was unconscious after drinking, Yang Mo helped her out.
"Where is your home? I'll take you back."
"In...in Yunkang Community." Lu Xiaoyu blushed before revealing the location of his home.
Afterwards, Yang Mo took a taxi according to the place Lu Xiaoyu said and sent her to sit in it.
After arriving at the destination a few minutes later, what Yang Mo saw before him was a towering, closely connected unit building. If it was the first time for an unfamiliar person to come here, he might get lost. All the rooms were lit with lights, like electric batons. Yang Mo, who was helping the drunk Lu Xiaoyu into the community, forgot to ask Lu Xiaoyu which unit and room it was.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, wake up quickly, we're home." Yang Mo carefully patted Lu Xiaoyu's blushing face.
But she had already fallen asleep at this time, and Yang Mo couldn't wake her up no matter how much she screamed, so she could only wait and see.
Then Yang Mo found a flower pond and sat down. He took off his coat and let Lu Xiaoyu put it on him. He sat next to her and slept with her for a while.
"I want...I want wine." Lu Xiaoyu suddenly spoke at this time.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, wake up quickly, which unit and room is your home in?" Yang Mo asked, leaning his head close to Lu Xiaoyu's ear.
Seeing no response, Yang Mo was on the verge of collapse and looked up to the sky with a sigh.
After a while, Yang Mo, who was sitting next to him looking at his cell phone, suddenly heard Lu Xiaoyu make a sound.
"Water...water, I want to drink water." Lu Xiaoyu opened his eyes slightly and saw Yang Mo shouting sitting next to him.
"You wait a moment."
Seeing this, Yang Mo got up and walked out to look for a convenience store in a nearby community.
A few minutes later, he walked up to Xiao Yu with a bottle of Nongfu Spring and helped her up.
Lu Xiaoyu's curvy figure made Yang Mo's eyes widen.
Yang Mo opened the bottle cap and slowly pointed the bottle mouth at Lu Xiaoyu's mouth.
At this time, Lu Xiaoyu coughed and spit out the water in his mouth. The spit water wet the white shirt inside the black suit. Yang Mo quickly took out a few pieces of paper and wiped Lu Xiaoyu's mouth.
When Yang Mo was about to wipe it down, his eyes saw Lu Xiaoyu's deep career line. Xiaoyu didn't notice Yang Mo staring at him. He stared blankly and swallowed.
Thinking that Yang Mo already had a wife, he rationally closed his eyes.
Lu Xiaoyu also half-awakened after drinking some water.
"Thank you for sending me back." Lu Xiaoyu said to Yang Mo with a slightly red face.
"You're welcome. Now that you're awake, I'm going back." After saying that, he was about to get up and leave.
"Wait." Lu Xiaoyu took Yang Mo's hand, and when he turned around without noticing, he put his hands on Yang Mo's back, and the two people's lips touched each other.
The stars in the night sky sparkled, cars came and went on the street, and the neon lights around the community were bright but not dazzling, like a warm home, as if all the lights were illuminating the two of them.
At this time, Yang Mo's eyes widened and his head went blank, while Lu Xiaoyu closed his eyes slightly, his body heating up rapidly, enjoying the heat transferred between his lips.
The two remained in a stalemate for several minutes.
Yang Mo suddenly pushed Lu Xiaoyu away and turned around with a blush on his face. He didn't know what happened just now, maybe because he was afraid that Lu Xiaoyu would look embarrassed after he pushed her away.
"Yang Mo, I like you." Lu Xiaoyu lowered his head and said in a fine voice to Yang Mo who turned around.
"Xiaoyu, I...I'm already married. It's impossible for us to..."
"I know..." Lu Xiaoyu immediately interrupted Yang Mo.
"I just want to like you silently."
When Lu Xiaoyu said these words, his face was already red and his little hands had nowhere to rest.
"Don't be like this. There will be more people chasing you in the future, and they will be better than me."
Yang Mo turned his back to Lu Xiaoyu, but he didn't know that he was too shy to look back at Lu Xiaoyu.
"I know your situation. Although you are married, it is impossible for me to fall in love with someone else."
Lu Xiaoyu said what was in her heart. At this moment, she seemed to feel relieved, and the heavy stone in her heart finally fell.
"I'll take you home!" Yang Mo changed the topic and stopped talking.
"good."
Afterwards, Lu Xiaoyu walked unsteadily in front of Yang Mo.
Seeing this situation, Yang Mo was afraid that she would fall to the ground at any time, so he stepped forward to help her walk over.
Lu Xiaoyu's home is similar to an ordinary family, with three bedrooms and one living room. It is not easy for a girl to buy a house in this location with her own efforts and hard work in Jinling City for several years. At first, Lu Xiaoyu majored in hotel management in college. After graduation, he was able to find a job in his major. He found a job in his major at Jinjiang Hotel, and the salary was pretty good, which was better than most ordinary people. .
You must know that there are currently a surplus of college students and the demand for jobs exceeds supply. Therefore, it is difficult for many college students to find a job to support themselves, let alone support their families.
After Yang Mo sent her home, he wanted to go back. Because there was a married wife at home, he felt that being alone in the same room with a man and a woman would inevitably lead to misunderstandings, and he would also feel very embarrassed.
"Can't you just sit down for a while?" Lu Xiaoyu whispered in a low voice.
"That... that, okay!" Yang Mo smiled awkwardly, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.
Yang Mo was also afraid that something would happen to Lu Xiaoyu before she sobered up, so he stayed with her and made sure that Lu Xiaoyu was okay before he went back.
The two of them sat side by side on the sofa, no one said anything, and the air suddenly became quiet. Only the slight breathing of the two was heard, and then Lu Xiaoyu spoke.
"Don't take what happened down there just to heart. I was drunk and couldn't control myself."
"It's okay, I understand, don't take it to heart, we'll just pretend it never happened." Yang Mo explained.
Neither of them dared to look at each other, as if they had been scolded by the teacher.
"You sit down for a while first, I'll get you some water." Lu Xiaoyu glanced at Yang Mo and was about to get up.
"Let me do it, you sit down, you haven't fully sobered up yet."
Yang Mo stood up and took Lu Xiaoyu's hand, trying to make her sit down and pour her water. Seeing Yang Mo holding his little hand, Lu Xiaoyu looked up at him shyly, her face turned red, and then she lowered her head. .
The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds before Yang Mo realized that his behavior was rude. He quickly apologized, let go and poured a glass of water.
Seeing Lu Xiaoyu finish drinking the water, Yang Mo looked at his phone, his expression a little uncomfortable. Lu Xiaoyu saw that he clicked on the screen of his phone and saw that he had a somewhat anxious look on his face, so he should be able to guess who he was. want to go back home.
"You should go back first. It's not too early now. Your wife should have been waiting for you at home for a long time." Lu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Mo and said.
"I'll go back after you've completely sobered up. I'm afraid something will happen because I shouldn't have ordered so much wine." Yang Mo blamed himself.
"I don't blame you. I also thank you for sending me home. Without your help, I don't know if I would have fallen asleep on the street." Lu Xiaoyu smiled sweetly.
"We are friends, helping each other is nothing."
The two of them also forgot what happened in the flower pond just now, and chatted and laughed.
"Well, it's getting late. I'll go back first. Remember to get up early for work tomorrow."
"Go ahead, you too, and be safe on the road."
After speaking, Yang Mo stretched out his hand to say goodbye to Lu Xiaoyu and walked out of the room.
Lu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Mo's leaving figure with unspeakable joy on his face.
In fact, she knew that she took the initiative to kiss Yang Mo in the flower pond just now, and there was no such thing as losing control after drinking, because she liked Yang Mo just because Yang Mo was already married, otherwise she would have...
