I heard that the loyal dog attacked him and cheated on him.

Ye Zimei looked at these rumors and twitched her lips. These were all expected results, she put the files aside in disdain, and turned on the computer to deal with the files in Hawaii, when his mother's phone call came in.

"Sister, come back for dinner today when you have time!" Ming Wanyi called her son by his nickname in a gentle voice.

Ye Zimei subconsciously covered the phone, and found that the assistant didn't hear it, so she said helplessly:

"Back, don't yell like that in the future, how embarrassing I am when I grow up."

Ming Wanyi smiled, told her to go home and pay attention to safety, and hung up the phone.

When Ye Zimei arrived home, he saw his mother hugging a cat. He put the briefcase on the table and said with a smile:

"Where's my dad?"

"He's angry," Ming Wanyi curled her lips, "The man from Lao Su's family called him, and they might still be arguing in the study."

Ye Zimei frowned, he didn't believe that Su Zhou's elders were really so thick-skinned.

He said something to his mother, and then went to the study on the second floor.

Before he got close to the study, he heard his father's angry roar.

Ye Zimei waved her hand, and told all the servants in the corridor to go down.

When he walked into the study, his father had already hung up the phone, his chest was heaving, and his face turned into a liver color.

Ye Zimei sighed, poured a cup of tea and handed it over to soothe his father's anger, and said:

"Su Zhou's father?"

Ye Fanchang snorted coldly, took a sip of tea, and said:

"Well, Mrs. Yip has recently obtained the oil property rights in Canada, but he has not announced it to his wife. I don't know how he knows it. He actually talks to me about cooperation at this juncture. He is responsible for manpower."

Ye Zimei sneered, this family is indeed a white-eyed wolf, the calculations are so loud, the level of shamelessness of the few people can no longer be measured by the bottom line or principles.

Just thinking about that family made him want to vomit, and he rubbed his brows in discomfort, always feeling that he had missed something important, but he couldn't remember what it was.

only said:

"Dad, you should pay more attention to the company's affairs recently."

Ye Fanchang nodded, and looked straight at Ye Zimei. What his son hates the most is running his company. He has been perversely and domineeringly saying that if he doesn't accept it, he won't take it over. He insists on being a director.

Now he came back on his own initiative and gradually accepted it, and even regained the Japanese film and television industry.

Road:

"What's going on between you and Suzhou?"

Ye Zimei was stunned for a moment, the two of them have been confronting each other since that day, hurting each other without giving in, but in fact they haven't gone to apply for a divorce certificate yet.

"Planning to get a divorce." Ye Zimei said lightly and perfunctorily, "His old-fashioned and boring person is not suitable for me."

Ye Fanchang did not respond to this topic, but took out a red invitation card from the drawer and said:

"I have to travel to Germany for the wedding tomorrow, so you can go for me."

Ye Zimei reached out to take it, and raised her eyebrows when she saw that there were two men getting married.

Ye Zimei casually ate some dinner with his parents, then packed up and left the villa in a Ferrari with a flirty bag.

He spent the last few nights in the bar. He couldn't be alone, and he would think too much if he was too quiet. He was not a person who liked to add pain to himself.

The sound of Ye Zilin's Ferrari engine roared to a stop in front of a nightclub, attracting the attention of passers-by.

There was envy, jealousy and admiration in those eyes, anyway, Ye Zimei gathered all kinds of eyes as soon as she got off the car.

He didn't feel embarrassed, and the somewhat angry expression on his face didn't break down in the slightest.

This is a nightclub run by Chinese, all Chinese.

The second floor is a high-end VIP room, and the first floor is an ordinary disco, Ye Zimei walked into the disco and the deafening music made him feel happy.

He tugged on his tie and looked around for the target. Ye Zimei liked black-haired Chinese boys more than yellow-haired and blue-eyed foreigners.

Ye Zimei attracted the attention of too many people, one of them mustered up the courage to walk up to him and said:

"Handsome, can I have a drink together?"

Ye Zimei was taken aback by the eyes that turned into Zorro's eyepatch, how long did it take to smoke to get this effect!

He smiled, raised his glass and sipped a little to express his refusal.

Ye Zimei searched for a few days but couldn't find a suitable one, either he was too strong or too thin, or he felt that the other party would definitely be bigger than him if he got hard, so he was not happy.

Anyway, more or less there will be a little problem in it.

When he was almost drunk, he suddenly felt a chill on his chest. He frowned and looked down, a glass of water was splashed on his clothes.

He clicked impatiently and said:

"Do you not follow the road?!"

Fortunately, it was not hard material or other alcohol, otherwise the scene would be ugly.

"I'm sorry..."

The gentle yet masculine tone aroused Ye Zimei's interest, he raised the head of the boy in front of him who bowed his head, and was stunned when he saw the appearance.

Totally his appetite.

The limp hair drooped on his forehead, and a pair of black glasses made him look even smaller, but his Adam's apple was very prominent.

Unusual sexy.

Ye Zimei, who was a little drunk, didn't realize that this boy was dressed very much like Su Zhou when he was a teenager.

"It's okay." Ye Zimei switched states in a second, looked at the clothes on his body, and could tell that this was the young master from the VIP room on the second floor, saving him the effort, "You guys have a dryer, right?"

The little boy nodded, as if he understood Ye Zimei's subtext, his ears turned red instantly.

Ye Zimei smiled, hugged him openly and pushed through the crowd to the second floor.

Look, it's not like I'm going to die after leaving Suzhou, without you I'm still the beloved Prince Ye.

Thinking that Neng Chunxiao once met head-on with old friends from the past, and took the elevator together.

"Yo, is this my sister?"

Ye Zimei was patted on the shoulder when she heard the word "sister", she turned her head abruptly, without even thinking about it, she kicked her, her chin slightly lifted, and she said with an unruly expression on her face:

"How did you speak?"

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment, then he saw the boy next to Ye Zimei, he was a little surprised, one must know that Ye Zimei has been keeping himself safe since he and Su Zhou.

He didn't show much surprise, just said:

"Oh, Ye Zi, it's hard to see you once, let's have a drink together, and bring this with him."

Ye Zimei had no reason to refuse, so she asked someone to buy some clothes, and when she came back to change, she put her arms around the young master she had just met and followed Fang Heng in.

Abroad is simply a paradise in the eyes of the rich second generation. At this time, there is a mess in the private room, and some people even make a mess behind the sofa.

Ye Zimei just glanced at it lightly and then looked away, he had seen this kind of thing too much.

He found a clean place, waved to the little boy, and said:

"Come and sit."

The little boy blushed and smiled, and came to Ye Zimei's side, with his hands on his knees, a little at a loss.

Ye Zimei glanced at it and said:

"First day? What name?"

The little boy nodded and said, "My name is Zhou Zhou."

Ye Zimei's eyes widened slightly, and there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest.

weekly.

He calls these two words a hundred and eighty times a day, he is too familiar with them.

His fingers were trembling slightly and he wanted to light a cigarette for himself, but he failed to do so after a long time. He clicked his tongue irritably, and leaned on the sofa decadently, thinking:

When I come out to play, my ghost will linger.

Zhou Zhou didn't know why the man around him suddenly felt intense sadness for a few seconds, so he could only pick up the lighter and light him a cigarette.

Seeing that he was sensible, Ye Zimei smiled and asked:

"Why would you want to do this?"

"Because the money comes quickly." Zhou Zhou scratched his hair and said in a low voice.

Suddenly the door of the private room was opened, and a woman with heavy make-up and dusty face came in, who was obviously her mother, and took a faint look at Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou shivered, and immediately pulled Ye Zimei's lips and kissed her.

Mom was happy and said:

"Have fun, guys."

Ye Zimei was stunned on the sofa, he thought that he would really want to be with others, but when it really happened, he realized that it was too difficult.

The lips of the two who were close to each other did not separate, until the sound of the cup hitting the ground and shattering made the originally noisy private room quiet down.

All eyes turned to the corner.

It's Suzhou.

I don't know when Su Zhou was sitting alone in the corner.

Fang Heng was startled, turned on the headlights in the private room, looked at Ye Zimei and then at Su Zhou, suddenly became violent, and said:

"Who the hell..." brought Su Zhou here?

There are too many rich second generations and official second generations who are rooted in this private room, no matter who brought them is normal.

There was a sudden dead silence, which was embarrassing.

Su Zhou didn't like these places, but had to step in because of entertainment.

But she didn't want to meet Ye Zimei here, holding Ye Zimei who was kissed in her arms.

The heart began to throb uncontrollably, as if Ye Zimei was worthy of being Ye Zimei, she was able to find the next one so quickly.

Suzhou bent down to pick up the broken cup into the trash can, with an unusually calm expression, and said:

"Accidentally slipped my hand and ruined everyone's interest. Please continue."

The lights turned back to ambiguous, and Suzhou hid himself in the corner again, and he couldn't find anyone there unless he looked carefully.

Ye Zimei could see it clearly, including Su Zhou's bloody fingers.

To be honest, the moment he saw Su Zhou, he panicked and subconsciously wanted to push Zhou Zhou away.

But when he finally saw Su Zhou's expression, he held back abruptly. It was Su Zhou who did the wrong thing first, why bother?

Ye Zimei got even worse, directly lifted Zhou Zhou onto her lap, and asked him to feed herself wine.

Until the brain begins to gradually paralyze.

It's fine if he's drunk, he won't think about Su Zhou when he's drunk, and he won't be sad if he doesn't think about Su Zhou.

In addition, he needs to be more affectionate with Zhou Zhou, so that Su Zhou can see clearly that Su Zhou actually doesn't have much ability and can't cause much harm to him...

While letting Zhou Zhou feed his eyes with wine, he and Su Zhou looked at each other. The two different auras were fighting against each other, and neither of them would admit defeat.

In the end Su Zhou looked away lightly, got up and walked out, Ye Zimei was stunned.

tsk...

He obviously won, but why does his heart hurt so much?