C132 Insatiable Greed

Gao Yang said in a low voice, "Don't worry. I'll take a call first."

It was a very hidden number. There was no display. There was only a string of numbers, but Gao Yang had a deep impression of this number. If it wasn't for something urgent, this person wouldn't have called him.

After finding a quiet place, Gao Yang picked up the phone. His voice was very cold. "What is it?"

"Director Gao, it's not good. My car has been tracked. I escaped for a long time today before getting rid of the police." The other side was very nervous.

Gao Yang's heart tightened. He looked at the night sky. His eyes did not have the warmth of the sun.

His venomous eyes shot towards the quiet night sky.

"Didn't I give you a sum of money to escape overseas? When did you come back? You should remember what I said. If you come back, I might... " Gao Yang didn't continue, but the coldness and viciousness in his words had already shocked everyone.

The voice of the person on the other side of the phone trembled. A big man was sobbing, "Director Gao, please save me. Please, I don't want to go to jail."

"Where did all that money go? Did you squander it all?"

People were really greedy creatures.

"I... I... Director Gao, please save me. Did I help you at that time?"

"Didn't you also get the corresponding money?"

"Director Gao, are you really going to ignore me?"

"You go to my villa in the suburbs first. Don't go out. Where are you now? I'll be right there." This person couldn't be in trouble right now. Once something happened, everything would be exposed.

Therefore, it was necessary to comfort him, but he couldn't just blindly indulge him. Humans were never satisfied with money, and money alone wasn't enough.

However, he definitely would not spoil his business because of this kind of person.

Gao Yang did not come back for a long time. Qiao Xinyou wanted to go out to find him, but was stopped by Yan Yilang. "Miss Jojinlian, where are you going?"

"It's none of your business."

"Are you drunk? Can you still leave?"

"Of course I can."

Qiao Xinyou really wanted to boast that she would not get drunk after a thousand cups of wine, but now she stood up shakily. It seemed that she could not brag anymore.

Because it was already very late, Yan Yilang said goodbye and left. There was an old boss who wanted to ingratiate himself with Qiao Xinyou and say that he wanted to send someone to send Qiao Xinyou home, but he was glared at by Yan Yilang. Who was this person, meddling in other people's business?

This old man immediately tactfully took his own car and left.

The last ones left in the private room were only Qiao Xinyou and Yan Yilang.

"Qiao Xinyou, I'll send you back."

"Who are you?" Qiao Xinyou narrowed her eyes. "Do I know you?" Then, she suddenly pulled Yan Yilang's shoulder and leaned over. " Oh, you are Yan Yilang. Are you the young man wearing the hat, Yan Yilang?"

She revealed a smile, a pure smile like that of a young girl.

That day, he wore the hat and rode the bicycle to crash into her.

"I am"

This damn girl, this silly girl, she still remembered that day so clearly.

"You are not!" Qiao Xinyou suddenly pushed Yan Yilang away, and then staggered to walk out. Yan Yilang pulled her and held her in his arms. "Let go of me, I want to go home."

Qiao Xinyou struggled. Her intuition told her that this was not the young Yan Yilang who wore the hat, but the Yan Yilang who liked to torture her.

She wanted to leave him.

She did not want to suffer all kinds of hardships by her side.

She did not want to be constantly troubled by people from A Group and Lu Weiwei and the others.

"I want to go home, I want to go home..." She kept nagging about going home, but Yan Yilang really grabbed her wrist tightly.

"I'll drive you."

As he spoke, he wanted to pull Qiao Xinyou out of the room.

Qiao Xinyou was still struggling when she was suddenly hugged by this person's princess.

"Qiao Xinyou, you are drunk. I will send you back." He lowered his head and his tone was filled with the strong smell of alcohol. His voice was low and deep like a pool of deep water.

"I don't want you to send me back. You are Yan Yilang, not that young man."

Qiao Xinyou, you clearly remember the day we met, but didn't you already plan all of that? Don't have any schemes to send me into prison?

Qiao Xinyou, at that time, did you really like me?

Now, do you still have some sincerity?

"I am Yan Yilang, not that young Yan Yilang."

That young man, Yan Yilang, had already died in the prison for five years.

Yan Yilang took Qiao Xinyou to his apartment. Qiao Xinyou, who had been struggling, was already very tired because of the strong alcohol. She actually fell asleep unconsciously in the car.

The private driver parked the car downstairs. Yan Yilang carried Qiao Xinyou up and carefully carried her to the bed.

The person who was originally sleeping vaguely woke up, and the drunkenness was much less. "Yang, is that you?" Qiao Xinyou subconsciously called Gao Yang's name.

It was already so late, so it should be Gao Yang who sent her back. However, she remembered that Gao Yang had left first, and the last person she saw seemed to be Yan Yilang.

Yan Yilang did not expect Qiao Xinyou to call him "Gao Yang" in her sleep.

"It's me, Yan Yilang, not Gao Yang." He replied coldly with anger.

Qiao Xinyou's heart suddenly jumped, and then she completely woke up.

"Yan Yilang!" She opened her eyes wide. "Why are you here?"

"This is my home."

Qiao Xinyou looked around. This room and the layout were indeed not her shabby little house. There was a faint yellow glow above her head as she looked down at her man.

This light hit Yan Yilang's face. It should have been gentle, but Qiao Xinyou only saw coldness at this moment.

"I want to go back."

He could not stay in Yan Yilang's room. The current Yan Yilang looked very dangerous.

She lifted the blanket, got up, and wanted to leave. However, the alcohol had not completely faded, and her head was still dizzy. Before she got off the bed, Yan Yilang pulled her wrist and fell on the bed.

Yan Yilang put her hands on top of her head.

"Qiao Xinyou, why did you call Gao Yang's name when you woke up?" He questioned.

Men were indeed much stronger than women. No matter how hard Qiao Xinyou tried, she could not break free from Yan Yilang's shackles. The man's eyes were now fiercely questioning her. Could it be... Yan Yilang knew about Gao Yang confessing to him?

"What does it have to do with you!"

Yan Yilang, why are you asking so many questions? Don't we have nothing to do with each other now?

"How far have you and Gao Yang progressed?" Yan Yilang asked.

He had wanted to ask a long time ago, but he had actually held himself back from asking. He subconsciously felt that Qiao Xinyou might still like him, or perhaps she still had some obsession with the young man in the past, but the bigger reason was that he was afraid of knowing the answer.