The woman's laughter echoed in the spacious room. She raised the corners of her mouth seductively and sneered. She walked leisurely towards the bar on seven-centimeter high heels. She crossed her slender legs and sat proudly.

On the bar, pick up a glass of red wine.

"A bottle of Lafite from 1982 should cost RMB 80,000 to 90,000 a bottle," the woman's crystal eyes stared at the wine glass in her hand. Occasionally, a few restless red wine particles swayed back and forth against the wall of the glass. The woman chuckled, "This

If this is Master Ouyang's fault, I won't be polite."

She smiled and drank all the red wine in the glass. Ouyang Yehe frowned, and after a long time he said softly, "You showed up in person today, could it be that you wanted me to treat you to a drink? If so,

If so, please feel free to do so."

"Of course it's not just as simple as drinking," the woman raised her lips and raised a cold eyebrow, "Since Mr. Ouyang wants to do business with me, he must show some sincerity."

She stared at the wine glass, pursed her lips lightly, and shook the red wine glass. The light gathered in her glass, but it was never as bright as her eyes.

Ouyang Yehe stepped forward slowly. He walked up to her casually with steady steps, and gestured to the people behind him to signal them to go out first.

Ye Leng and Ye Feng exchanged a look, both of them looking worried. Ye Feng was about to step forward to say something, but Ye Leng grabbed his arm and pulled him back, "Let's go."

Ye Feng frowned and whispered, "Let's go, that woman brought so many people..."

"You guys should go out too," the woman said calmly, her eyes just staring at the wine glass, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Since Young Master Ouyang's people have left, if I keep so many people here, wouldn't I be bullying them?

few."

"Bullying the few with more?" Ouyang Yehe sneered, "Haha!" He snorted, his eyes full of amusement. There were only two people left in the room. He raised her chin with a sneer and sneered, "

Woman, have you overestimated yourself? Even if you all add up, you are no match for me!"

He sneered at the woman in front of him, his long eyelashes trembling, and the light cast a shadow, "Whatever you want, just say it, why bother beating around the bush."

"My intention is very obvious. Could it be that Mr. Ouyang can't see it?" The woman played with the wine glass casually and suddenly raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.

The stream of light shone brightly on the two of them, and the woman stood up and smiled teasingly at him, "Young Master Ouyang has the power to control the wind and rain, so he should also know that a big tree attracts the wind."

He raised his eyebrows, kept playing with her slender chin, and smiled evilly, "You think too highly of yourself, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"

"Really?" The woman raised a cold eyebrow and met his cold eyes without fear.

Just as the two were confronting each other, suddenly, there was a rapid slapping sound from outside. The sound rang three times and three times. Ouyang Yehe frowned impatiently and quickly pulled his hand away from the woman's chin.

Li came back, put it casually in his pocket, and said angrily, "Who?"

The door was kicked open by a calf, and Xiao Le rushed in, with beads of sweat on his head. He pouted and said to Ouyang Yehe, "Dirty daddy, why don't you go home!"

The woman was slightly startled. The hand holding the red wine glass couldn't help but tremble violently. The glass in her hand almost fell to the ground. Her eyes widened. In disbelief, her slender waist hit the table behind her, making a loud bang.

There was a loud noise, and the glass bottles behind him couldn't help but fall on the table. The colorful glass bottles fell to pieces and scattered glass pieces on the floor.

That sound shocked Ouyang Yehe. He squinted his dark eyes and glanced at the woman in confusion.

"Daddy," Xiao Le crossed his little hands and strutted towards him. From time to time he raised his head and met the woman's frightened eyes. The woman looked at Xiao Le up and down, with deep pity and love in her eyes.

, I saw Xiao Le pouting at Lao Gao, looking very unhappy at Ouyang Yehe, "Why don't you go home yet? What are you doing here? Help me find mommy!"

Xiao Le raised his eyebrows at him with a sly smile, and Ouyang Yehe had a cold face. When Xiao Le mentioned mommy, the woman couldn't help but tremble all over, and the slight trembling of her body affected the man beside her.

"Get out!" He frowned, his handsome and steady cheeks without any warmth, "Did you hear me?"

He roared again with anger. If it were someone else, he would get a sideways glance from him and run away early. However, Xiao Le didn't take it seriously. He casually leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed and raised his eyebrows.

, "Daddy, you talk about your business, and after we finish talking, why don't we go home together."

"Ye Feng!" Ouyang Yehe was obviously impatient and roared through the air. Ye Feng outside the door took a breath of air and hurried in, straightened his back and said, "My subordinate is here!"

"Send the young master back!" He put his hands naturally in his pockets, stared at Xiao Le on the sofa, and said every word.

"I won't go back!" Xiao Le pouted stubbornly and glanced at the man impatiently. He jumped up from the sofa and rushed to Ouyang Yehe, his pink little mouth pouting high, "

Daddy, if you leave me alone at home every day, isn't this murdering me? Do you know how boring it is!"

Ouyang Yehe was not in the mood to continue messing around with him. He made a gesture towards Ye Feng, suppressing his anger and said, "Bring this little thing back quickly, don't cause trouble for me!"

"So the dignified Young Master Ouyang has such a lovely son?" The silent woman standing next to him suddenly opened her lips and smiled charmingly. She reached out her hand to touch Xiao Le's hair, but she couldn't.

His hand froze in mid-air and he retracted it lightly, "Your son is so lovable!"

Xiao Le raised his head and stared at her evilly, "Auntie, I don't seem to be very familiar with you. Don't get close to me. I won't do this!"

Xiao Le waved his hands in disgust and raised his head arrogantly. Huh, there are so many women who want to break into his father's house and crawl into his father's bed. He has long been used to it!

I bit my lip, feeling a pain in my heart.

"Like father, like son," the woman curled her lips and snorted coldly. She stopped looking at Xiao Le and focused her eyes on the man. "Young Master Ouyang, the game has just begun."

She looked at him thoughtfully, her red lips slightly raised, "Young Master Ouyang, you should be careful."

He glanced at her with cold eyes and contempt, and his thin lips outlined a vague arc, "Really? I'm curious about what other methods you have, but...that's all."

He picked up the wine glass in his hand and suddenly let go. The red wine glass suddenly slipped from his hand, and the crisp sound of the shattering glass was harsh. He sneered, "If you want to play, don't blame me!"

He turned around, grabbed Xiao Le's head, put it in his arms, and dragged him out. He put one hand in his pocket and had a faint smile on his handsome mouth.

The woman stood behind him until he disappeared from her sight. She reached out and took off the mask from her cheeks, revealing her delicate skin as smooth as porcelain. Her watery eyes were sparkling and transverse, and her red lips were raised with a cold expression.

Charming and charming.

Ouyang Yehe grabbed Xiao Le and walked out of the bar, the noble and luxurious Dynasty Bar, a gathering place for the upper class. He did not raise his head, followed by Ye Leng and Ye Feng, who followed behind him cautiously, holding their breath and concentrating.

Dare to speak out.

"Who brought you here?" he asked in a low voice mixed with anger while taking steps.

Xiao Le was not afraid at all. He raised his dark eyes and glanced at the tall man, "I came here on my own and has nothing to do with anyone. You keep me at home every day. I'm bored!"

"Then go to school!" He yelled at Xiao Le, frowning sadly, "You are really troublesome!"

"Who asked you to create this trouble for me!" Xiao Le replied, "Of course you have to clean up the trouble you create!"

Xiao Le put her hands on her hips and followed him arrogantly. She turned around and glanced at him coldly, saying, "I regret making you now."

He stopped and stood in front of the door of the Dynasty Bar. The colorful lights were projected on him. His arrogant and cold eyes seemed a bit distracted. The woman's expression was projected in his mind, and it seemed that there was something unspeakable.

Unconcealable emotions.

"Ye Leng," his deep voice called him, "go investigate the identity of 'Dark Night Rose'!"

That feeling of familiarity can never go away...

He vaguely realized in his heart that that woman must have an inseparable relationship with Tang Ke.

Ye Leng looked a little embarrassed and muttered, "Master, we...we have been checking for a long time!"

"Keep checking!" He yelled impatiently, "If you can't find out such a trivial matter, what's the use of you!"

Ye Leng and Ye Feng did not dare to make a sound, standing on both sides with their heads lowered and saying nothing.

"The legendary 'Dark Night Rose' is the woman just now," Xiao Le stood with his hands behind his back, jumped in front of Ouyang Yehe, winked at him weirdly, and he touched it with a smile.

He touched his chin and said with a smile, "That woman is very skilled. I just saw it outside the door. Daddy, you may not even be able to beat her."

"Really?" He glanced at Xiao Le coldly. He was slapped on the chest by the woman and still felt a faint pain. "Does this have anything to do with you?!"

He casually grabbed Xiao Le out of the bar and stuffed him into the blue Lamborghini, "Go home!"

Xiao Le made a face at him, "Daddy, you won't help me find a mommy. Really, do you really want to be with that Tang Xueer?"

He glanced at him sideways and leaned lazily on the backrest, "Are you worrying too much?"

"Let me tell you the truth, the eldest lady of the Tang family has clearly got princess disease. Oh, the last time she came to our house, I couldn't eat when I saw her face. If you want your son to starve to death,

Just marry her." Xiao Le said a series of words in one go and bumped him with his little arm.

He casually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, held it in his mouth carelessly, took out a Zippo black ice lighter, and lit the cigarette butt. His indifferent eyes were empty.

Xiao Le's big black eyes turned around, shining with a cunning light, and raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Okay, okay, daddy, if you have a woman you like, you must tell me, I

I will try to accept her."

"Shut your mouth!" Ouyang Yehe said angrily, with mixed emotions in his eyes. For some reason, seeing "Dark Night Rose" made him think of Tang Ke inexplicably.

He still remembered the way that woman Tang Ke held a gun in his arms. She was as weak as a kitten and would tremble even when she held the gun. How could she be the killer of the underworld today?

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but find it funny. He stretched out his index finger and tapped the ashes of the cigarette, "Ouyang Ningle, do you really want me to find a mommy with you?"

Xiao Le pursed her lips and glanced at him slyly, "Actually, it's okay. I'm very casual. You can find her if you want, but it's best not to be that woman like Tang Xue'er!"

Xiao Le pretended to be indifferent and shrugged his shoulders, then stepped forward and stared at him, "I would be very happy if you married the woman just now, and I can occasionally watch you fight!"

He clapped his hands as he spoke, and the scene even appeared in front of his eyes. Ouyang Yehe covered Xiao Le's head with his big hand, turned his head straight, and glanced at him, "Sit tight! Stop talking!"

Xiao Le's childish eyes flashed with stubbornness playfully, and she cast a vicious look at him and whispered, "Daddy is indeed an ice cube."

"Then why did I give birth to such a troublesome guy like you!" He heard Xiao Le muttering to himself in a low voice and replied casually, but his eyes were focused on the distant distance. The woman's laughter echoed in the spacious room.

, she raised the corners of her mouth seductively, sneered, and walked leisurely towards the bar on seven-centimeter high heels. She crossed her slender legs, sat proudly on the bar, and picked up a glass of red wine.

"A bottle of Lafite from 1982 should cost RMB 80,000 to 90,000 a bottle," the woman's crystal eyes stared at the wine glass in her hand. Occasionally, a few restless red wine particles swayed back and forth against the wall of the glass. The woman chuckled, "This

If this is Master Ouyang's fault, I won't be polite."

She smiled and drank all the red wine in the glass. Ouyang Yehe frowned, and after a long time he said softly, "You showed up in person today, could it be that you wanted me to treat you to a drink? If so,

If so, please feel free to do so."
To be continued...