"yes..."

Ye Lian opened her mouth.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes.

Some don’t know how to deal with it.

"Why are you still hesitating?" Song Yanling chuckled, picked up the red wine glass, and saluted Ye Lian, "Jiang Ling and I are good brothers, and you have such a special relationship with him, so naturally we are good friends.

We are friends, and friends shouldn’t need to be so secretive, right?”

Don't wait for Ye Lian to reply.

She smiled and said again:

"Or are you actually feeling guilty?"

Song Yanling spoke very fast, deliberately not giving Ye Lian time to think, and also wanted to ask Jiang Ling clearly before he came back.

Ye Lian glanced at the door of the box and saw that Jiang Ling hadn't come back yet, so she said bravely:

"Those people are my family's creditors."

"Credit?"

Song Yanling's eyes widened, she patted her thigh exaggeratedly, and turned her head to ask Yingqian:

"No way? Is there anyone who will not pay back money these days?"

Yingqian was busy eating cake and didn't even want to look over.

Just think that Song Yanling and Ye Lian are just air.

She is an audience.

I don't want to get involved in the fight between these two people.

Ye Lian looked embarrassed, holding the tablecloth tightly with her fingers, pinching the fabric into wrinkles.

"It's my dad who owes the money, not me."

"What about your dad?" Song Yanling seemed not to be able to see Ye Lian's gloomy expression, and continued to ask with a smile: "It's impossible. He ran away or committed suicide, right?"

She said this in an understatement.

Probably because he was worried that Jiangling would come back suddenly.

Song Yanling slapped her forehead again and said perfunctorily:

"Oh! You don't mind if you talk to someone like me, right?"

The silverware fell to the floor.

It made an extremely crisp sound when it fell.

Ye Lian took a deep breath, bent down to pick up the knife and fork, and then suddenly swept away the anger just now and smiled slightly at Song Yanling.

"My dad ran away and left me with a lot of debt, but I'm not worried at all. Do you know why?"

Song Yanling was stunned,

Before she could figure it out.

Ye Lian had already wiped her knife and fork, cut a piece of steak and put it in her mouth.

After she swallowed it completely, she looked at Song Yanling again.

"Because Jiang Ling likes me, even if you pretend to be crazy and act like a clown in front of him, you still can't compare to my words."

She leaned back against the soft chair, her expression full of pride, but also a bit ashamed and angry.

This time.

It was Song Yanling whose expression changed.

She gritted her teeth, slammed her fist on the table, and asked in a cold voice:

"Do you think you can completely capture Jiangling?"

"Of course." Ye Lian played with her nails and said with an indifferent expression: "Anyway, he is better than a man like you, so what kind of brother is he? If Jiang Ling is willing to say a word to you, you can't wait to kneel down and kowtow to him, right?"

"What kind of person is he, and who are you? Do you deserve to be with him?"

"I'm not worthy? Do you think you are worthy? You're a pretentious brother, I think you're much more despicable than me!"

"You're a guy who's in debt and doesn't know whether he's clean or dirty. How are you qualified to compete with me?"

"I'm not clean, so you bitch..."

All of a sudden.

The battle was raging in the box.

Ying Qian sat aside, watching with excitement.

Just a little bit worse.

Verbal combat will become a full-scale martial arts exercise.

She wanted to hesitate whether to order a plate of popcorn.

Such a magical scene.

If only it could be paired with a bottle of happy water.

Isn’t it wonderful?

But before Yingqian's hand touched the call bell, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.

at the same time.

The world returned to silence in an instant.

Jiang Ling stepped into the door and his eyes swept across the quiet box. He handed the phone back to Ye Lian and asked with some confusion:

"I was outside just now, and I seemed to hear something moving here."

"Yeah?"

Ye Lian took the phone and glanced at the call history to see that there were no new calls. She guessed that Jiang Ling should have helped pay back part of the money, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

"You heard wrong, it was the cell phone ringing."

Song Yanling raised the corners of her lips.

His eyes swept over Ye Lian who was smiling.

Her eyes darkened, and the coldness in her eyes gathered into a raging undercurrent.

Song Yanling quietly sent a text message.

He got ahead of Yingqian and pressed the call bell first.

She raised her head.

He smiled freely at Jiang Ling.

"Jiang Ling, we haven't seen you for so long, why don't you have a few drinks with this good brother of mine?"

Don't wait for Jiang Ling to agree.

Song Yanling has already ordered red wine.

She doesn't care about money either.

Five figures worth of red wine was poured into his stomach.

Wait until night falls completely.

Song Yanling was already sleepy and could not even stand steady.

She smelled of alcohol all over her body, and her whole body was glued to Jiang Ling's body, and she kept saying:

"I haven't made any true friends abroad for so many years. You have always been my best brother."

"Song Yanling, where do you live now? We will send you there."

Jiang Ling sighed and wanted to hand her over to Yingqian several times.

But although Song Yanling was very drunk.

The strength is not small.

No one else looked at it.

Even a waiter wanted to step forward to help.

All were avoided.

Song Yanling only cared about Jiangling.

Wrapped around him, he kept saying:

"Good brother, you are the best brother. I don't have a place to live yet. Can I stay at your house for one night first?"
To be continued...