Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

"I'll play along however you want!"

"Miss He, I know you're in a hurry."

Song Yang smiled slightly and shook his head, saying:

"But don't rush."

"Sit down and have a cup of coffee first."

"Waiter, a drink for this lady..."

"Miss He, what would you like to drink?"

Hearing Song Yang say that he was anxious, He Yimei almost laughed out loud in anger.

"no need."

Ignoring Song Yang's enthusiasm, He Yimei spoke in a flat tone:

"I don't have time to waste with you."

"Just say what you want to do."

　583 “Then do the same as me.”

After speaking to the approaching waiter, Song Yang turned to look at He Yimei:

"Miss He, you won't even have a cup of coffee with me."

How can you expect me to believe what you said before?

Meeting Song Yang's gaze, He Yimei gritted her teeth and sat down opposite him, saying:

"what on earth do you want?!"

"I told you not to rush."

Song Yang's gaze fell on He Yimei across from him, his eyes filled with unbridled and undisguised expression.

It has to be said that Yang Tianbao, no, He Yimei, is still top-notch in terms of looks.

I just don't know if I have any advantages over others in other aspects.

The answer to this question will be revealed soon.

Seeing that Song Yang was completely unperturbed, He Yimei had no choice but to sit there and keep him company, even though she felt helpless.

The initiative is in the hands of the other party, and once your vital points are grasped, you can't do anything.

Soon, the waiter brought the coffee over.

Under Song Yang's gaze, He Yimei took a small sip.

Just as he was about to speak, Song Yang looked towards the door and said:

"coming."

coming?

He Yimei was puzzled and turned to look at the doorway.

Suddenly, a very tall woman walked towards them.

Upon seeing this woman, He Yimei's expression changed slightly, because she recognized the woman and had dealt with her quite a bit before.

And this woman was none other than Xiao Xiao, a former professional model.

When He Yimei turned around, Xiao Xiao recognized her as well.

Seeing her sitting with Song Yang drinking coffee, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Xiao knew perfectly well why Song Yang had asked her out; it was simply because he missed her stunningly beautiful legs.

If it were Zhao Mosheng sitting opposite Song Yang, she could understand.

After all, it's not the first time we've worked together, so it's not unacceptable.

But to my surprise, the person sitting here was He Yimei.

Could it be that she's also having an affair with Song Yang?

I just don't know if Zhao Mosheng knows about this.

Having experienced more, Xiao Xiao has become more accepting of things.

Life is but a few short decades. Since we can't get rid of Song Yang's entanglement, we might as well enjoy ourselves while we can.

It's just a game, and I can't say I'm losing out.

It sounds like a long story, but it's actually just a short walk.

In a flash, Xiao Xiao walked over and naturally sat down next to Song Yang, smiling at He Yimei:

"Yi Mei, it's been a long time."

After greeting He Yimei, Xiao Xiao turned to look at Song Yang:

"What brings you to see me today?"

"Should we call Miss Gao over as well?"

"She kept talking about you after that night."

Are you talking about me?

Song Yang looked at her strangely. "Gao Wen still talks about me?"

That night I gave her a real "Road to Rome" jump.

Seeing the intimate interaction between the two opposite her, He Yimei wasn't stupid; she instantly realized what was happening and asked in surprise:

"Song Yang, you don't mean you want me to be with her, do you?!"

Song Yang nodded, offering a noncommittal praise:

"Miss He, you are very clever."

"you..."

He Yimei's expression changed drastically; she hadn't expected Song Yang to admit it so directly.

Even if it were for He Yichen, she would absolutely never agree to such a ridiculous and shameless thing.

"You're dreaming!"

After saying that, He Yimei got up and left.

Song Yang saw this but didn't stop them. Instead, he took out his phone and slowly said:

"Since Miss He is unwilling, then forget it."

"I'll call Miss Zhao over instead."

"I believe she cares more about Attorney He than Miss He does."

Hearing Song Yang's words, Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes, finally understanding.

This is the same tactic they used to manipulate Zhao Mosheng; now they're using He Yichen to manipulate He Yimei.

It may be a cliché, but Xiao Xiao knows that both He Yimei and Zhao Mosheng fall for it.

Their love for He Yichen is beyond doubt.

He Yimei would certainly not want to see the increasingly environmentally friendly color of the hat on He Yichen's head.

As expected, He Yimei stopped after taking only a few steps, turned around and glared angrily at Song Yang.

Facing He Yimei's murderous gaze, Song Yang remained calm and dialed Zhao Mosheng's number.

"Miss Zhao, Miss He and I couldn't reach an agreement."

"Some things still have to be..."

"Miss He, Yi Mei?!"

Zhao Mosheng on the other end of the phone suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise:

"Song Yang, what have you done to Yi Mei?!"

"Let her go, and I'll agree to anything you want!"

While Song Yang was still speaking, He Yimei had already snatched the phone away.

Therefore, He Yimei heard Zhao Mosheng's words clearly.

Hearing that his sister-in-law, who had cheated on his older brother, was now willing to humble herself for his sake, it would be a lie to say he wasn't moved.

Taking a few deep breaths, He Yimei hung up the phone and said to Song Yang:

"I promise you that's it!"

Song Yang nodded in satisfaction, then put his arm around Xiao Xiao and stood up.

"Okay, let's go."

the other side.

Zhao Mosheng stared at the phone after it was hung up, feeling as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

She could imagine what would happen if He Yimei got together with Song Yang; she would definitely be devoured, leaving not even bones behind.

Having already fallen into a quagmire from which she could not extricate herself, Zhao Mosheng truly did not want to see He Yimei follow in her footsteps.

For He Yichen, it's enough for me to make the sacrifices myself.

After all, she is his wife, so it is only right for her to make any sacrifice.

"No, I must stop Yi Mei!"

Zhao Mosheng made up her mind that she absolutely could not let He Yimei fall into Song Yang's clutches.

She really didn't want to one day find herself fighting alongside her sister-in-law.

Chapter 351: Song Yang: I hope you take the initiative!

Zhao Mosheng was extremely eager to stop He Yimei and Song Yang from having a relationship.

But the practical problem is right in front of us: Shanghai is so big, where should we look for the two of them?

She called He Yimei's cell phone, but no one answered. When she called again, all she heard was the message that the phone was switched off.

This made Zhao Mosheng's heart sink to the bottom, and some images involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

He Yimei succumbed to Song Yang's lewd power and was manipulated in all sorts of ways.

Just like myself back then, even my cleavage was used by my partner as a drinking vessel for their own amusement on several occasions.

Fortunately, He Yimei's magnanimity prevents her from doing so.

Shaking off these chilling thoughts, Zhao Mosheng was about to call Song Yang when she received a message from Xiao Xiao:

"I'm with Song Yang right now."

Upon seeing this message, Zhao Mo-sheng angrily burst into curses:

"This bastard!"

It's obvious what this means; it means Song Yang is going to play those shameless tricks again.

Fortunately, there was still time to stop it, so Zhao Mosheng quickly asked:

"Where are you now?"

"I don't know, I'm still in the car."

I'll tell you when we get there.

On the way to Sheshan Villa.

Xiao Xiao chatted with Zhao Mosheng while looking ahead.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Song Yang felt the elasticity of the stockings on He Yimei's legs with the other.

Even through the thin stockings, you can clearly feel the smooth skin.

He Yimei pursed her lips tightly, turned her head to look out the window, and a faint blush rose on her delicate face.