Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

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I didn't tell Xing Lu about the call I received from Song Yang today; instead, I came to keep the appointment on my own.

Even though they're good friends, you can't be careless when it comes to men.

Song Yang could guess some of Mingzhen's ulterior motives, and feigned helplessness, saying:

"But this meal is specifically to apologize to Miss Xing Lu."

"What? Is it too much of a hardship for you to have dinner with me?"

Upon hearing this, Mingzhen was very dissatisfied with Song Yang's blunt and uncouth remarks, and said quietly:

“I’m Lulu, my best friend. If you want her to forgive you, you can’t do it without winning me over first.”

"ha.."

Song Yang feigned a slip of the tongue and apologized:

"I said the wrong thing."

"Being able to have dinner with Miss Mingzhen is something that many people envy."

Seeing Song Yang's sincerity, Mingzhen smiled smugly:

"It's good to know."

"Come, Miss Mingzhen, let me toast you first."

As he spoke, Song Yang stood up, picked up the already decanted red wine, and poured it for Mingzhen.

Watching the crimson liquid flow in the wine glass before him, Mingzhen picked it up and held it in his hand, jokingly saying:

"Handsome, you're not planning to get me drunk, are you?"

"I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress."

Song Yang looked serious.

If Qin Yumo heard this, she would probably jump up and crush Song Yang like Mount Tai.

do not you?

How did you manage to exploit this loophole?

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Can the Back Road Also Lead to Rome?

Nine p.m.

After finishing his meal, Song Yang escorted Mingzhen to her place.

As she reached the entrance of the apartment building, Mingzhen turned around. Judging from her slightly flushed face and somewhat dazed eyes, the red wine she had just drunk had left her a little tipsy.

So she spoke much more boldly, looking at Song Yang and inviting him:

"Would you like to go up and sit down?"

"No."

Song Yang shook his head and said:

"We'll talk about it later when we have a chance."

"Ok."

Mingzhen nodded, his slightly drunken gaze falling on Song Yang's face, and said softly:

"You treated me to dinner and even drove me home. How can I possibly thank you enough?"

"ah.."

"Have it!"

Before Song Yang could speak, Mingzhen let out a soft cry.

Perhaps due to the effects of the alcohol, or perhaps for some other reason, she walked a few steps to Song Yang.

Mingzhen is over 1.7 meters tall, and with high heels, she is almost the same height as Song Yang, with a difference of less than 10 centimeters. When she tilts her head back, her red lips are pressed against Song Yang's face.

Song Yang was somewhat surprised by Mingzhen's sudden vomiting attack, but it did not prevent him from reacting.

Just as Mingzhen tried to back away, Song Yang had already wrapped one arm around her waist and the other hand climbed up the back of her head. With a slight turn of his head, he made her lose a foothold.

Ten minutes later.

Mingzhen fled back to his residence.

Hearing the door open, Xing Lu, who was watching a show while holding a bowl of instant noodles, said without turning her head:

"I'm home."

"Ah."

Mingzhen casually kicked off her high heels and looked at her best friend slurping instant noodles, feeling a little guilty.

It's really wrong of me to go out for a fancy meal by myself while my best friend eats instant noodles at home.

Moreover, this meal was originally prepared for Xing Lu, but I intercepted it.

As she was thinking, she took off the stockings that were almost torn from her legs. When she straightened up, Xing Lu, who had been sitting there eating instant noodles, was already in front of her.

"Zhenzhen, have you been drinking?"

Xing Lu, smelling the lingering scent of alcohol on Ming Zhen, asked suspiciously:

"You didn't go to a class reunion, did you? Or did you go on a date with a guy?"

"You never went to class reunions without drinking."

Faced with Xing Lu's suspicious gaze, Mingzhen felt a pang of panic, but her natural acting skills prevented her from showing any sign of unease. She feigned helplessness and said:

"I didn't want to either, but a few of my close high school friends came, so I had no choice."

"As for what you said about dating men, if it really was a date, do you think I would be able to come home at night?"

"Too."

Xing Lu suddenly realized and laughed heartily:

"My house is so beautiful, if I were a man, I would definitely take her to a hotel and stay up all night!"

"What do you mean, playing all night!"

Mingzhen rolled her eyes at Xing Lu, but the scene from just now involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

If Song Yang's phone hadn't rung, I probably would have already taken him to a hotel by now, given how emotional I was.

the other side.

Having his plans ruined, Song Yang, seething with anger, rushed to the Love Apartment.

The call was from Qin Yumo, who said it was a matter of life and death. Song Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously thought that the person the other party was talking about was someone he had caused.

But on the way back to Love Apartment, he thought about it carefully and realized that he had used the Desert Shade skill on Qin Yumo every time, so even if he filled it to the brim every time, there was no way anything could go wrong.

As soon as Song Yang entered the Love Apartment complex, he spotted a familiar figure under the streetlights in the distance.

Song Yang knew Qin Yumo's figure and build intimately, and recognized her immediately as the Qin Yumo who had just called him.

In fact, Qin Yumo was the same way, and her familiarity with Song Yang was no less than his understanding of her.

Seeing Song Yang approaching, Qin Yumo quickly walked over, her face filled with panic and anxiety, and said:

"Song Yang, I just received a call from Richard!"

Richard?

Song Yang was slightly taken aback.

"I've already changed my phone number."

Qin Yumo paced anxiously, puzzled, and asked:

“I haven’t contacted him at all. Besides the apartment and a few clients, I haven’t told anyone else. How did he know my number?”

How do you know that?

His wife is your client, how could you not know?

Judging from this, he didn't take what he said back then to heart at all.

Song Yang rolled his eyes, but seeing Qin Yumo looking as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, he spoke up:

"Yu Mo, don't panic."

"What did Richard say to you on the phone?"

What else can you say?

Qin Yumo stared straight at Song Yang and said angrily:

"You slept with his fiancée, what do you think he'll do?"

"He just told me he'll be coming to see you in a few days, and to wait patiently."

"ha..."

Song Yang scoffed dismissively.

"Song Yang!"

Seeing that Song Yang didn't take it to heart, Qin Yumo stomped her feet in anger:

“I’m not kidding you. Do you know how much money Richard has?”

“His Li’s Jewelry went public last year and now has a market value of nearly 2 billion yuan.”

"If he causes you trouble, you definitely won't be able to fight back!"

"Yu Mo, you underestimate me."

Sensing Qin Yumo's worry and anxiety, Song Yang reassured her, saying:

"You can't get by on money alone when you're out in the game."

I'm a man with a system!

Thinking of Zhang Wei's legendary legal skills, if Richard dares to nitpick, he'll be sent to work for the government for twenty years.

Song Yang originally thought that Tencent would be the first company to benefit from this skill, but now it seems that Richard will be the first to take it.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Qin Yumo, not wanting to discourage Song Yang, suggested:

"I think you should find a place in the countryside to hide away."

"If he comes here looking for you, I will..."

"Yu Mo, I appreciate your kindness."

Song Yang shook his head and refused, saying seriously:

"But I'm not someone who likes to stand behind women."

Don't like standing behind women?

It seemed that some keyword had been triggered, causing Qin Yumo to subconsciously start to complain.

That doesn't make sense; you seem more excited later on.

"Alright, Yu Mo, I'll handle Richard's matter, you don't need to worry."

Seeing that Qin Yumo was about to speak again, Song Yang waved his hand to stop her and continued: