Although I don't know what tricks Yan Shaocheng is playing, I know that he won't have much influence on me at the moment.

I have a kind of blind confidence in Yan Shaocheng, confident that we don't want to watch the Fang family be happy, confident that we will not fall before the Fang family, confident that we will not fight now.

Yan Shaocheng didn't say a word at the moment, he just glanced at the time.

I picked up a small backpack and a baseball cap and snapped it over my head. The baseball cap is black with fluorescent green, such a conspicuous color is generally worn by ordinary girls, and of course the jeans I am wearing are also the patent of college students. I don't see that I'm going to wear more than a hundred, to suit my image, of course, and my black ponytail, of course.

"Let's go." I signaled to Yan Shaocheng that I was ready and could go.

Yan Shaocheng looked at me seriously. "The red dress you wore yesterday was at least six digits, isn't there too much contrast with today?" Yan Shaocheng didn't know if he was deliberately sarcastic about me or what, of course I didn't want to play a game of chewing words with this man, and the reason was very simple. I can't play him, and when I play chess, I'll always be just a bad move. Let Yan Shaocheng defeat this man at my hands, I believe I can do it.

As for the red dress from yesterday, it was a high-end customization. Yan Shaocheng's valuation is very correct, the dress is 350,000 yuan. But this is not a high price, in this so-called high society, it is all seven or eight figure dress prices, and my one is already bad enough.

In fact, I haven't worn cheap clothes for a long time, but in this so-called high society, a person's birth always follows for a lifetime. If you have a lot of money, but you eat a meal of dozens of yuan, it will be considered an indecent-embryonic. The so-called upper class society is just a group of people who show off their wealth and rival the wealth of the country, and then show their noble character and ridicule low-end things sarcastically. Of course, this is limited to some people, and of course there are some people who are the pillars of high society. If high society is compared to a wonderful stage play, then those who are addicted are plays, and they are the pillars that support this high society.

Fang Yewei is a pillar, and Yan Shaocheng is also a pillar, but the pillars are also differentiated.

"It doesn't affect anything." I calmly told Yan Shaocheng that the play I was going to Fang's house to perform was the point.

"Let's go." Yan Shaocheng looked at me with a smile, as if we were not in an antagonistic relationship, but a relationship between friends or lovers.

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Sitting in Yan Shaocheng's car, I carefully looked at the so-called evidence I had left behind. Of course, the evidence left last night can't be found by Fang Luyao today, so it should still be there.

Generally, the car will be sent for cleaning every three days, so Yan Shaocheng's car has not been cleaned.

I reached out and touched it, and sure enough, I touched the lipstick I had thrown down earlier.

I don't like it when someone threatens me, and no one can threaten me. If I feel in danger, I'll fight back.

"Do you have to ask someone to clean your apartment regularly?" Yan Shaocheng asked me, like a thoughtful brother-in-law image for me.

For the time being, naturally I can't let the Fang family know my true identity, otherwise it will delay my plan to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, of course, he said that my apartment is more than 600 square meters, and if no one lives in it, it will indeed fall dust.

"Don't bother with this, Mr. Yan, I'll take care of my own affairs." I didn't fall to the point where I needed him to deal with such a trivial matter.

But fortunately, I cleaned up all the relevant things, so I was not afraid of outsiders entering.

"You have a lot of courage for a woman to live in a house like this." Yan Shaocheng was looking ahead when he said this, and he seemed to be driving very seriously.

I understood what he meant. It's true, a person lives in a big house, and there are no bodyguards, just a weak security system to maintain it, let alone a woman.

But I'm just such a woman, I don't feel scared when I wake up in the middle of the night. Nightmares never dared to intrude, just because I was harder than anyone else. If a person is too conscientious, then it is really a very bad thing. If I had a conscience, then I might really be having nightmares.

"The size of the house is not proportional to the sense of security." I have seen Yan Shaocheng, and he is facing me with a side face that seems to be smiling at the moment.

If a so-called small house can give people enough security, then what are so many people who are desperate to buy a house?

The so-called ordinariness is happiness, which is just a kind of justification for incapable people. Ninety percent of the world's problems can be solved with money, and the proportion of happiness is directly proportional to the benefits.

Don't want to tell me that ordinary people quarrel over oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, this is happiness in the ordinary. It's all a liar thing.

"It seems that you have been working hard in the mall for so long, and all you have learned is material life." Yan Shaocheng said this sentence very naturally, he is used to sarcastically me, to be precise, he is used to suppressing me, suppressing my self-confidence, suppressing my ideas, and making me give up anything.

"What's in the mall? However, it is all a gambling game to determine the winner or loser, and everyone is here for profit. "That's the only reality I've been telling me about working in the mall for so long.

"Nothing, really." Yan Shaoxiang thought about it seriously, and then looked at me with a smile.

Yan Shaocheng has no way to deny that this is a society created by interests, especially the upper class, and even marriage reveals interests. For example, Yan Shaocheng and Fang Luyao.

"Here we are." When Yan Shaocheng spoke again, the car had already arrived at its destination.

After passing the fountain and turning to the entrance of the hall, the car stopped at the side. Then the butler came over, and it was an old man, about fifty years old.

"Mr. Yan, you're here."

Very respectful, of course, you can see that the staff trained by this property management company are very good.

"Uncle Li, let me introduce to you, this is Fang Jingxian." Yan Shaocheng introduced my identity to Uncle Li very clearly, of course, I believe that he should already know, and he should have seen today's newspaper.

The Fang family's villa is very well chosen, and of course the planning is also very good.

The large area of greenery and European architectural style look like a royal nobleman. Of course, it just seems that modern buildings like this abound nowadays, and there is nothing too surprising about it.