Yuwen Ling finished eating the things on the table without hurrying, he just received the news that the banquet was postponed again, Old Man Chen's condition worsened, it looked like he couldn't live for a week, and the Chen family was all around the hospital, and they couldn't get out of it at all, one was for the distribution of Old Man Chen's property, and the other was that as soon as Old Man Chen died, their family's status would be reduced three more times. Because Old Man Chen has a wide range of connections, he has some friends second only to Li Lingyu, but as soon as Old Man Chen died, the relationship between these friends and the Chen family was a little weaker.

Therefore, although there are many people in the Chen family who want Old Man Chen's inheritance, they don't want the Chen family's connections to be cut off, if Old Man Chen dies, maybe the Chen family and the Fang family will not be much different.

Yuwenling has plenty of time, so he can have a good time here.

After drinking the cocktail in the wine glass, Yu Wenling got up and dialed Ye Xiaoqi's phone, but Ye Xiaoqi didn't answer, which made Yu Wenling very annoyed, so he had to send a message over and asked, "Are you still at that banquet?" Can I come? ”

This time, Ye Xiaoqi replied quickly, "Of course you can!" The 'cool' box in the senior area on the second floor of the Sea Star. It's up to you to figure out how to get in. ”

Yu Wenling closed his mobile phone, he fought and killed a lot, and came over today to participate in the tea party of the current young people.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Wenling pushed open the "cool" box.

The noisy atmosphere in the box suddenly quieted down for a while, which made Yu Wenling feel embarrassed, and his eyes quickly swept the surrounding environment, there were a total of seven people in the box, Ye Xiaoqi Yu Wenling knew, and there were three pairs of men and women, they hugged each other separately, and the relationship was clear at a glance, Ye Xiaoqi sat on the side, watching them chatting hotly.

"Xiaoqi, is this your boyfriend?" One of the women dressed in the eyes of Yu Wenling looked like the aesthetic dress of the eighties of the last century looked at Ye Xiaoqi and smiled, Yu Wenling glanced at her, and found a seat next to Ye Xiaoqi, Yu Wenling looked at the table, the peel of the wine bottle was spilled on the ground, and he didn't know how long these people had been here.

"Friend, why don't you introduce yourself?" The man who hugged the woman who was dressed aesthetically in the eighties of the last century laughed.

looked like he was twenty-four or five years old, but he looked old-fashioned, Yuwen Ling felt that he had to implement the principle of pretending to be forced and couldn't talk much, so he simply reported his name: "Yu Wenling." ”

The old-fashioned Hengqiu man frowned, thought about it carefully, it seems that in the entire Haibei Province, there are not many high-ranking officials with compound surnames, let alone a partial surname like Yuwen, and carefully flipped through his brain, and determined that Yuwen Ling is not the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich, and he still looks like a high school student.

The contempt of the old-fashioned Hengqiu man was simply on his face, and on the side, the other two couples looked at Yu Wenling and the old-fashioned Hengqiu Nan, both with a sly smile on their faces.

Yu Wenling was a little speechless, he met him for the first time, and this old-fashioned man already had the idea of playing with him? This also made Yu Wenling feel uncomfortable in his heart, of course, he lacked a chance to do it, and he didn't believe that this twenty-four or five-year-old pale man was caused by sleeping too late, and the body of the person who practiced martial arts was constantly consuming essence, and he had no chance to practice the successful method at all.

Ye Xiaoqi saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly came out and said, "This is my friend, he passed by today, so he came up to play with us." ”

"Why, you didn't tell your dad who he was?" Yuwen Ling knelt in Ye Xiaoqi's ear and asked softly.

Ye Xiaoqi's face flushed, pushed away Yuwen Ling slightly, and said in a low voice: "I just said that my father is black, and I didn't say it in detail." ”

Yu Wenling nodded, on the acre of three points of land in Haibei Province, Firefly still has a certain right to speak, if Ye Xiaoqi reported Ye Xiu's identity, it would not be the turn of these guys, even if it was a big family in Haibei Province, the Chen family, would not have anything to do with Firefly. In the entire Haibei Province, there are really not many second-rate families, and the largest is the Feng family in Haichang City, which is still a second-rate inferior, and the Chen family is five or five open.

Yu Wenling sat on the seat and chatted with Ye Xiaoqi, I have to say that this so-called young man's tea party will be much more boring than he imagined, the six men and women kept punching and drinking next to them, occasionally coming to Qingqing and me, and then turning on the TV K song, I really don't know what they think.

And Ye Xiaoqi always watched silently from the side, did not participate in it, and occasionally said only half a word, which made Yu Wenling have to pay attention to it, usually Ye Xiaoqi didn't boast about how awesome he was at any party, what kind of party star.

However, seeing Ye Xiaoqi sitting quietly on the side, not speaking at all, Yu Wenling couldn't understand how Ye Xiaoqi didn't want to come to school after staying in such a brain-dead party of seven for a day.

"Ye Xiaoqi, take off your shirt." Next to the old-fashioned man, a man with a decrepit face had drunk too much, and he was still holding a woman in his arms, so he said to Ye Xiaoqi.

Ye Xiaoqi was obviously stunned, covered her little coat, Yu Wenling looked at her from the side, shouldn't Ye Xiaoqi rush up and beat that decrepit man to death at this time? What is Ye Xiaoqi trying to do? Could it be that the decrepit man has any big identity?

Yu Wenling used his mobile phone to ask Wen Jiahuang, and soon got Wen Jiahuang's reply, the declining-looking man is a high-ranking member of the Feng family, Feng Biaoyu's eldest son, Feng Biaoyu's status in the family is not low, there are two children, the eldest is in business, and the second is this declining-looking man, called Feng Jie.

As soon as Feng Jie's words came out, he immediately got a response from everyone, Ye Xiaoqi's appearance is beautiful, and his figure is even more impeccable, wearing a vest inside, and the outside is covered by a small red coat, the vest only reaches the waist, revealing a smooth and flawless lower abdomen, and under the lower abdomen is a pair of shorts, and the slender and powerful beautiful legs are exposed.

"Feng Jie, I can't do it, don't go too far." Ye Xiaoqi gritted his teeth and said.

Yuwen Ling strengthened his strength tenfold, and he had already made the decision to go up and pretend to be a wave, the Feng family, he didn't care very much, he couldn't afford to mess with things like the Pan family and the Zhao family.

Feng Jie smiled: "Ye Xiaoqi, didn't you say that you want to be friends with us?" To be friends, you have to be honest with each other. ”

To Feng Jie's left, a man with a pothole in his face also echoed: "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." ”

Ye Xiaoqi was about to say something, but was pressed down by Yuwen Ling, who patted her right hand on her fragrant shoulder and said with a smile: "Who of you is the oldest here?" ”

The old-fashioned man glanced at him impatiently and said, "It's me, little brat, you get away, this is not a place for people like you to stay." ”

After that, the old-fashioned Hengqiu man took out three hundred yuan from his wallet, threw it at Yu Wenling's face, and said angrily: "Get out, you can take these three hundred to an Internet café for recreation." ”

Yuwen Ling was not angry, took the three hundred off his face, then threw away two of them, took the remaining one, folded them into a paper airplane, and then flew towards the face of the old man Heng Qiunan, the old man looked at him in disgust, bounced off the plane with one hand, and said to the man with a pothole on his face: "Call someone, drag it away." ”

The pothole-ridden man twisted his neck and smiled, "No, I can." ”

The man with a pothole face is not only full of potholes, but also obese, the ugliest of the three men, but he looks very powerful, although Yuwen Ling is tall, but its muscles are restrained, and it can't be seen from the outside, but the body is just proportional, Yu Wenling feels that the appearance of this man with a pothole face has seriously scared himself, constituting the crime of intentional wounding.

The next moment, Yuwen Ling disappeared in place, five times the speed strengthened, and it was easy to instantly move in front of the pothole-ridden man in this not-so-large private room, and the pothole-ridden man had not yet reacted, and a fist had already smashed over.

"Bump—"

The man with a pothole in his face slammed into the wall, spit out a mouthful of spit, and landed on the decrepit man, Feng Jie's female companion, and the woman hurriedly dodged away.

The old-fashioned man didn't look at the pothole-ridden man, and his confident smile still hung on his face, and he said with a smile: "Little fart boy, don't think that you can come out and pretend to be forced if you know how to work with both hands, to tell you, this society is either a big fist or the last word." I only need a phone call to make you ......" The old-fashioned man took out his mobile phone and pressed the number on it as he spoke.

"Click."

The old-fashioned man's mobile phone was shattered in Yu Wenling's mobile phone, and Yu Wenling looked at him with a smile: "I heard that a big fist is not the last word?" ”

The old-fashioned man suddenly felt that his face was going to get older.