Don't mess with her! This powerful young lady is loved by the bigwigs of Beijing's elite c

Bai Mengyan's words brought Xie Jingbai to a halt as he continued speaking.

He first looked at Duan Yao, then at Bai Mengyan, "Miss Song? Which Miss Song?"

After asking the question, Xie Jingbai quickly shut his mouth and stared intently at Duan Yao.

She thought to herself that there was no one else but Song Beiyou.

Duan Yao himself calmly picked up the glass of red wine in front of him, took a sip, and glanced at Bai Mengyan with a completely indifferent look.

He then continued to sip his red wine without saying a word.

As the eldest daughter of the Bai family, and someone who's been in the entertainment industry for so long, Bai Mengyan has seen it all.

But Duan Yao's look just now still made her heart tremble.

However, he did not give up on the recording. He took two steps forward and placed the recorder on the table in front of Duan Yao and Xie Jingbai.

"Third Master Duan, I went to great lengths to get my hands on this recording. It will allow you to see what kind of person Miss Song Beiyou is."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yao raised his eyes again, still devoid of any emotion, and looked at Bai Mengyan.

Its coldness carried an underlying questioning tone.

He didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to be a warning.

After issuing the warning, his gaze fell on the recording pen; he wanted to hear whether it was real or fake.

If it's true, he wants to hear what Song Beiyou has to say.

As for Bai Mengyan, her act of secretly recording him has already angered him. No matter how she recorded it, whether by force or by setting a trap, she will ultimately be held responsible.

Thinking of this, he gave Xie Jingbai a look.

Xie Jingbai was an extremely gossipy person, and his intense curiosity had long driven him to eagerly listen to the contents of the recording.

Because Duan Yao had not spoken, they dared not make any rash moves.

Duan Yao's look made him feel incredibly pleased. He reached out and picked up the recorder, fumbling for the power button.

Bai Mengyan breathed a sigh of relief, a triumphant smile appearing in her eyes.

The recorder was turned on, and Duan Yao recognized Song Beiyou's voice from the very first note.

She instantly captured his heart and listened intently.

The recording was indeed specially edited, with no trace of Bai Mengyan's voice in it; only every word Song Beiyou uttered that night remained.

Duan Yao is worth trillions, and you think you can get rid of me with a mere hundred million?

Isn't that incredibly disrespectful?

And I wouldn't be foolish enough to give up trillions for your mere hundred million.

Ah!

I'm going to take your Ayao.

The recording has now finished playing.

Xie Jingbai looked at Bai Mengyan with a strange gaze, and then at Duan Yao with a strange gaze.

The main goal is to be a rational and well-rounded young person who enjoys gossip.

Bai Mengyan also looked at Duan Yao, observing the changes in his expression.

She wanted to see Duan Yao's disappointment in Song Beiyou, and she wanted Duan Yao to see clearly how vain Song Beiyou was.

who ever thought.

She waited for a long time, and Duan Yao even listened to the recording a second and third time himself, but she didn't see a trace of disappointment on his face.

Instead, gradually, somehow, Duan Yao's originally flat lips slowly curved upwards, revealing a smug arc.

Finally, his smile turned into a doting one, and he asked Bai Mengyan, "Did she really say that herself?"

Bai Mengyan was taken aback by Duan Yao's smile.

He possessed an aura of righteousness mixed with a touch of roguishness, and within that roguishness lay a hint of arrogance and unruliness.

Make people want to stop.

Looking across the entertainment industry she's in, it's truly impossible to find a man with such divine looks.

Or perhaps they did, but none possessed the same level of wealth and status as Duan Yao.

So how could Bai Mengyan not be moved by such a person?

Hearing his question, she pursed her lips and nodded, "Yes, it was Miss Song who said it herself."

The next moment, Duan Yao stood up from his seat, put Bai Mengyan's recording pen into his pocket, and said, "Thanks."

I was worried that she didn't like me, but now I don't have to worry anymore.

At least I still have some money that she's eyeing.

After saying that, he gave Xie Jingbai and Yan Li a look, and then left alone.

Anyone with eyes could see that Duan Yao was in a really good mood at this moment.

Bai Mengyan was completely stunned; Duan Yao's reaction was totally unexpected.

Xie Jingbai shook his head and sighed in front of her, "Women, tsk tsk tsk."

Why have such a strong sense of jealousy?

You call yourself a celebrity? Well, look what happened, you've ended up doing all the work for someone else.

"Master Duan will be thrilled. I can guarantee your recording will give him a run for his money."

After Xie Jingbai finished speaking, before Bai Mengyan could react, Yan Li came over and said, "Miss Bai, we will thoroughly investigate how you obtained Miss Song's recording."

We may then file a lawsuit against you because we suspect you used improper means against our Miss Song.

Their Miss Song!!!

These words finally made Bai Mengyan realize what was happening.

Every word Xie Jingbai and Yan Li said, as well as Duan Yao's gentle and warm words, deeply touched her heart.

Xie Jingbai is right; she did prepare a dowry for Song Beiyou.

Judging from Duan Yao's expression, he wished Song Beiyou would spend all his money.

I felt terrible, not from fear, but from intense hatred.

The man she had liked since she was young, the one she longed for and thought about was someone else.

......

With a recording pen in his hand, Duan Yao left the hotel and drove straight to Jinxiu Villa.

Along the way, he listened to the recordings on his voice recorder several times, and the more he listened, the better he felt.

The more he listened, the harder he pressed the accelerator.

I stopped by once and bought a very exquisite six-inch cake at a cake shop.

Dressed in a suit and carrying a cake, the contrast is somewhat endearing.

We returned to Jinxiu Villa ten minutes later.

He called Song Beiyou before even getting off the car or onto the elevator.

The phone rang for a while before Song Beiyou answered, "Hello."

His voice was cold and indifferent, as if he was reluctant to receive Duan Yao's call.

Duan Yao chuckled, pressed the elevator button for Song Beiyou's floor, and his gaze fell on the cake he was carrying. "Celebrate my birthday with me."

Song Beiyou paused noticeably for a moment, "Today is your birthday? Why don't you go home and have your mother celebrate with you?"

Duan Yao: "Not today, but tomorrow."

However, I need to go abroad early this morning to handle some work, and I won't be back for two or three days, so I'd like to find someone to spend time with beforehand.

Song Beiyou lay on the bed, rubbing his forehead. "So you were lucky enough to find me?"

Duan Yao: "Hmm. Should I come along or not?"

"I won't celebrate this birthday if I don't spend it with you."

Upon hearing this, Song Beiyou began to think about it seriously. Putting aside certain issues, she felt it was reasonable and emotionally acceptable for her to stay with him.

Duan Yao had taken her out for barbecue twice, after all.

I checked the time. "How are we going to spend it? Where are we going to spend it?"

Duan Yao smiled knowingly, feeling more relaxed than ever before. "Open the door, I'm at your door."