Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

She turned around and looked at him. She was dusty and disheveled. Her thin face looked even more ferocious, but her gloomy eyes were filled with surprises.

"Brother." Yao Rong stood up, bent down to pour a glass of wine, stood up and walked towards him.

She looked down at the wine glass, raised her hand and handed it to him and said, "Since there is wine and a story, can I buy you a drink?"

Looking at the wine glass she handed over, after a while, the president felt his hands were heavy and took the glass with trembling hands.

"Why did you suddenly..." The president narrowed his deep black eyes and couldn't believe it. She actually called him brother. This was a kind of shock.

"You are from the Yao family." Yao Rong said in a low voice, but he also made it clear.

The president's hands were shaking badly, but he drank all the red wine in the glass and asked in a deep voice: "Is there any more wine?"

She listened, raised her eyebrows, poured him a glass of red wine, turned around and sat on the sofa, looked at him and smiled and said, "No matter what Yao Shengming did to me, I owe you a thank you."

"Are you... okay?" The president walked towards her, but found that she was abrupt. He took a half step back and sat on the sofa, clutching the wine glass tightly.

The president lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, and held the wine glass tightly with his hand.

"Ring" Yao Rong's phone vibrated. It was from Zhuo Shu. After reading it, she looked up at the president and whispered: "Mom's death is not your fault."

"Boom!" The president's hand holding the wine glass suddenly let go, and the wine glass fell to the carpet.

Yao Rong stepped forward, squatted in front of him, reached out to grab his arm, and whispered: "It's been so many years. I'm no longer the puppet of the Hei family. Those things have nothing to do with us."

"But the Xiao family has been disturbed by the Hei family's evil intentions, so we can't live in peace. Can we stop, okay?" Yao Rong asked in a low voice.

As the president listened, he frowned, his dark eyes narrowed, gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked to the side, smoked a cigarette, walked back and forth, and walked to the side.

"Go to the toilet." The president said through gritted teeth and rushed into the toilet.

Yao Rong fell to the ground, slammed into the sofa, and put a dagger at the back of her neck.

"Who?" Yao Rong was startled. She turned around slowly and saw Yao Shengming's terrifying face. His handsome face was ruined and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty demons.

"Brother? He's your brother, so who am I to you? Yao Rong, I've treated you the same for the past twenty years, so who am I?" Yao Shengming roared and thrust the dagger towards her face.

The edge of the dagger flashed on her face. Yao Shengming pulled her up like crazy and shouted: "I have liked you for twenty years, Yao Rong, but you ran away behind my back. He Zhuo "Zhuo is pregnant before marriage, so you have no name and no right to bear a son for him."

"Now you actually call that guy brother? Then who am I?" Yao Shengming was like crazy. He rushed forward, grabbed her arm, and pushed her to the railing.

Yao Rong kept swallowing, raised his hands and said, "Yao Shengming, calm down."

When he heard her calling his name, he became angry: "Yao Shengming? My surname is not Yao. I am the biological son of that damn flower-picking thief Gu Yan. You and I are not related by blood, and we can also get married. Why didn't you choose me?"

Yao Rong was yelled at, and her back felt cold.

"Zhuo Shu locked me up and almost crippled me. Since I'm going to die, I have to drag you with me." Yao Shengming said harshly, grabbing her arm hard.

He pulled her and jumped downstairs of the bar. Something happened suddenly. Before Yao Rong could recover, he grabbed her and jumped down.

"Woof woof woof" Gu Miaoting was frightened in the darkness of the bar and rushed forward shouting: "No, Yao Shengming, no."