Feed the tiger with her

Chapter 164
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Jian Zhiyan raised her eyebrows, "You think so too?"

Song Ange: "It seems that heroes see the same thing."

Jian Zhiyan thought so too, so she bet with Lu Yin.

Bet hard, that's it, if you have the ability to spread the video, I'll go all out, fight to the death with you, maybe even make the other party fearful.

If you are always pinned down, you will never have a chance of winning.

Jian Zhiyan thought about it for a day, and in the end she only thought of this trick. In disguise, she got approval from Song Ange, which made her feel that this was the only way to break through.

But "I just don't know if Han Yi can think of going with us."

Jian Zhiyan continued to sit on the sofa and eat potato chips. Three or four flavors were opened, and they were arranged in a row on the coffee table. It was as if she had never eaten them. Try this one, try that one.

Each one is delicious.

Song Ange was not as relaxed as Jian Zhiyan. She learned that Han Yi would call at night, and she was already a little impatient.

She was walking up and down in the living room, walking up and down, shaking Jian Zhiyan's head.

She embarrassed her friend: "You are so restless, how can you be a barrister? When your client sees you like this, he probably thinks in his heart, oh, it's over, I will spend two more years in prison."

Song Ange looked at Jian Zhiyan's self-satisfaction and put his arms around his arms, "I'm not a criminal lawyer."

"Then what kind of lawyer are you?"

Jian Zhiyan remembered, "I went to Jinjing to look for you yesterday, and I met Lawyer Fan, who told me that your secondment will end soon, and after that, you will be an independent lawyer soon, is it true? ?”

"it is true."

"Wow, An Ge, you said before that I became an independent lawyer so quickly, but now you are even faster than me!"

Song Ange was not in the mood to talk about this with Jian Zhiyan, "Take care of yourself first, miss!"

"I didn't—" In the middle of speaking, Jian Zhiyan was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

In order not to miss a call, the ringtone of her phone was turned to the loudest, and when the sound came out, it seemed to be an air raid siren.

Jian Zhiyan and Song Ange were startled for a moment, and they both checked their phones.

"Pick it up, it's Han Yi, pick it up quickly!"

Jian Zhiyan took a deep breath, held the phone to her ear, and then remembered something, put the phone on the coffee table, and pressed the speakerphone.

"Han Yi?"

"it's me."

Song Ange also came over and sat on the ground with Jian Zhiyan.

Jian Zhiyan: "How is my matter discussed with your family?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, as if a dark cloud slowly floated overhead from a distance.

"Sorry, Zhiyan, this marriage may have to be put on hold for now."

"My parents can't accept your handle on Lu Yin, but if, after tomorrow, Lu Yin doesn't release the video, there is still room for maneuver in our marriage."

"Then what if tomorrow... the video hits the trending searches?" Jian Zhiyan asked.

Han Yi simply finished speaking in one breath.

"Zhiyan, I hope you can understand that my status as a concubine does not allow me to marry a tainted wife."

"Furthermore, the person who has an affair with her is the top dignitary in the city. Once we cooperate with the Lu family in the future, people outside will definitely guess wildly. They will say anything at that time. If it is not complete, some people will laugh at the Han family to curry favor with Lu Yin. Even Women take care of him."

Jian Zhiyan clasped her hands and remained silent.

But Song Ange on the side couldn't listen anymore.

"Bastard, tainted, tainted! Listen to what you said, live in the last century!"

Han Yi: "You?"

"I, Song Ange."

Song Ange reprimanded Han Yi, "If you really like Zhiyan, you should accompany her to tide over the difficulties, and make up your mind that she will not marry you. No matter whether Lu Yin releases the video or not, if you are a man, you should speak up and let me know." Married!"

"But……"

"But what is it!" Song Ange didn't let him speak at all, "Lu Yin sees that you are talented, maybe he is willing to raise his hand to fulfill you, but you are lucky, she is not doing well, you let the woman out first. "

"What about your shoulders, what about your man's responsibility!"

"Miss Song, you don't understand my difficulties at all. Of course, with your background, you can't understand the affairs of the Gao family, so please transfer the call to Zhiyan."

"This man!" Song Ange had a good impression of Han Yi before, but now that he is putting on an air of superiority, let alone be indignant.

She wanted to continue cursing, but she got up and went to the kitchen. She urgently needed ice water to cool down.

Jian Zhiyan was indifferent, and said to the phone: "I can understand your difficulties, Han Yi, if your family has made a decision, then I will notify my brother."

Hearing Jian Zhilei's name, Han Yi was somewhat apprehensive. After a moment of silence, he said bravely, "Then please explain it to Mr. Jian."

"I also feel very sorry that the engagement cannot go on."

Jane Zhiyan: "Okay."

At the end of the call, Song Ange walked back with his hands on his hips, "Listen, what does Han Yi mean? It's almost like saying it's not my fault!"

"It's really not his fault."

Jian Zhiyan got up, walked towards the cloakroom with no expression on her face.

Song Ange, who has been a good friend for many years, couldn't help being vigilant when he saw Jian Zhiyan's appearance.

"Are you going out?"

Jian Zhiyan ignored her and made a call, "Master Zhu, hello, it's me, Jian Zhiyan."

"...Yes, give me an address...Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Song Ange didn't know who Master Zhu was, nor why Jian Zhiyan called him, but her intuition told her that something was going to happen next.

Song Ange watched Jian Zhiyan put down the phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Inside the Changhong glass door, there was a graceful figure, and Song Ange stood there in embarrassment. For a moment, he didn't know whether to tell Jian Zhilei about the serious accident that had just been released.

Just as she was thinking about it, Jian Zhiyan came out wrapped in a towel.

"Don't tell my brother what happened tonight. I want to tell him in person tomorrow."

Song Ange nodded repeatedly.

Jian Zhiyan started blowing her hair and putting on make-up, her expression was full of self-admiration, she couldn't see the frustration of being divorced at all.

"Zhiyan, why do I think you are a bit scary?"

"Is there?" Jian Zhiyan smiled, her eyes bright and her teeth bright.

Song Ange suggested: "Why don't I accompany you to dance disco."

"I don't need you to accompany me."

"Then, who do you want to accompany you?" Song Ange gritted his teeth thinking of some possibility, "Some rich women's bars are also good, or I'll accompany you."

"Rich women's bar."

Jian Zhi Yan smiled, only wearing a tube top upper body, trembling slightly as she smiled.

"No matter how ignorant I am, I won't let men take advantage of me by giving me money."

"It's good if you can think so." Song Ange was relieved, "Without Han Yi, there are so many good men out there, let's look for it again."

The last stroke is the precise outline of the eyebrow pencil, and Jian Zhiyan's ice rose-colored lipstick that purses her lips.

"My car, please drive back."

Song Ange awkwardly took out the key from his pocket.

Jian Zhiyan took a light gray fur and put it on her body. When she passed by Song Ange, she took the key, and a strong smell of makeup and powder drifted through the room.

Jian Zhiyan swayed the small leather bag and walked out, drawing lines for Song Ange as she walked.

"Don't follow me this time."

(End of this chapter)