Time passed very quickly, and it was already night in the blink of an eye. Tang Yuyao, who had had a good sleep in the afternoon, woke up and turned to look at the time. It was just seven o'clock in the evening. Speaking of which, the old lady and uncle should have arrived at this time.
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Thinking of this, he quickly got up and put on his clothes, opened the door and walked downstairs.
Somehow, Tang Yuyao suddenly felt a cold breeze blowing downstairs. It was not the air from the air conditioner, but more like some kind of murderous air. He was subconsciously stirred, walked to the gap in the stairs and took a look at the living room downstairs.
This guy, Tang Yuyao was sweating when he looked at the situation downstairs.
There was a huge sofa in the large living room of the club villa. At this time, Xin Yueshan, Feng Zhihe and Murong Qian were sitting on it, seeming to be laughing and talking in a low voice, but Tang Yuyao could see that these smiles were very fake.
On the chaise longue on the other side, sat Murong Bailing and Ouyang Yulu. The two little girls seemed to have forgotten their previous unhappiness with each other and were talking to each other in low voices. However, this state seemed to make Tang Yuyao even more excited.
I felt like I was sweating.
As for the other direction, I don't know when there was another couch. Xia Wanyu, Zhao Xinyi and Han Ranran were chatting in a low voice with a beautiful woman who looked very strange, but felt familiar at the same time. Shouldn't these three people still be in the military area now?
Are you staying in the family home? When did you come here? Also, who is that long-haired beauty? Why does her figure look so familiar?
These three groups of women were sitting in the middle of the living room, each chatting about their own topics, absolutely not interfering with each other. They looked very grateful for the courtesy, but there was a sense of caution and indifference deep down.
It was this atmosphere that was almost mutual hostility that made Tang Yuyao feel cold all over.
Although when he talked to Xin Yueshan at noon, Tang Yuyao was still proud and indifferent, but now that all the women are gathered together, he realizes that this kind of pressure is not something that ordinary people can bear, and he is actually a little nervous.
In other words, not everyone can be a stallion.
However, continuing to hide like this was not an option. Tang Yuyao coughed and slowly walked down the stairs.
In fact, as early as when Tang Yuyao was upstairs, the three women downstairs already knew that Tang Yuyao was peeking upstairs. Even if Xin Yueshan and the others were ordinary people and could not hear Tang Yuyao's movements, Murong Qian and Sun Feier were not.
Ordinary people have long been aware of it. They know it, and the women who talk to them will naturally know it. As for Murong Bailing and Ouyang Yulu, it goes without saying that they already know about Tang Yuyao's appearance.
Therefore, Tang Yuyao's cough was completely unnecessary, but he didn't know it. He slowly walked down, looked at the girls, and said: "It's really rare today, everyone is gathered together."
Murong Qian is the boss who manages half of the mainland gangs. He looked at Tang Yuyao and said directly: "Tang Yuyao, although I haven't seen all the women before you, I have seen them all now. It's the same sentence.
, As long as they are willing to admit me, I will have a harmonious relationship with everyone, but what about my sister and the little girl from the Ouyang family? They are still young, so you are too unrestrained. "