Yu Xing and Yan Ruifeng made an appointment with Pompeii for dinner at the same time. If this were the case in the past, she would have turned down one party and went to the other party's appointment.

Sometimes, he wouldn't even tell Yu Xing that she was going to see Yan Ruifeng.

She subconsciously thought so now.

But Pompeii realized that this was not good to deal with it. He had become a layer of distrust that was deliberately concealed because he wanted to avoid hurting Yu Xing.

Pompei tried to say: "Yu Xing, Yan Ruifeng had some accident and was hospitalized. I'm going to see him tonight."

"Okay. Then I won't go. It's just right that I can invite Chen Yuefei and Ji Xuanlan today."

"Yeah, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

Pompei hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Xing is actually... more reasonable than she imagined.

Pompeii bought some fruit to visit Yan Ruifeng.

Yan Ruifeng was injured in his leg, and his left foot was hung high on the hospital bed, looking at her pitifully.

He has always been romantic and elegant, but now he has been restricted from his behavior and is a little obedient.

Pompei couldn't help laughing and went over to peel an apple for Yan Ruifeng.

Yan Ruifeng was flattered to take Pompeii's apple, and raised it high as the incandescent lamp on the top, as if identifying the transparency of the jade. He said, "Did God see that the apple peeled by the little princess for me. It's not easy."

Pompei carefully put away the fruit knife and glanced at Yan Ruifeng: "Hurry up and eat you!"

Yan Ruifeng ate an apple and slowly smiled. When he was halfway through eating, he asked half-smiling, as if he was free and easy: "Where did you borrow my car that day? You can't take Yu Xing to go?"

Pompeii's eyebrows moved slightly, he looked over with a smile, and nodded.

Yan Ruifeng took a hard bite on the apple and said, "This time you should be careful. The one you liked when you were in college was gone, but he just didn't have anything to do! If my brother blocked him now, don't beat him to death! Women are more disadvantaged than men, and I don't want to see you suffer."

"Girls should focus on their careers and don't listen to the arguments of pampering their girlfriends on the Internet. I am a man and I know the best. A woman who truly deserves respect for men must be a woman that makes him appreciate from the inside out."

"If you love, just be happy. Although you are twenty-six years old, your career has not yet arrived. Don't rush to get married. Now men are very smart. Pre-marital agreements will kill you. Anyway, you are slower on this road, don't rush to know."

Pompeto smiled and said, "I understand, Brother Feng."

Yan Ruifeng snorted lightly, and there was helplessness and a little melancholy in this sound.

Half an hour after Pompeii visited the hospital, Yan Ruifeng began to drive people away, saying that he was going to bed. Pompeii had to go back to the company to shoot videos at night, and he really had no time to delay, so he left the VIP ward with excellent privacy.

As soon as the Pompeii left, Yan Ruifeng lay on the bed and covered his chest and started to whimper. The nurse came in and asked, "What's wrong? Is your feet hurting? Did you take painkillers?"

Yan Ruifeng sighed: "Brother's youth is about to end."

He always felt that he should be twenty-six years old.

Nurse:"……"

Don’t think that people who are good-looking have no brain problems!

Yan Ruifeng felt depressed. After all, he was a girl he liked since he was eighteen years old. He was like a daughter he had raised carefully. He asked someone to leave, which was very uncomfortable.

But he never blamed Pompeii.

Feelings have always been a two-way choice. Just as the premise of choosing others is that others are willing, he never forces girls.

Pompeii never chose him or hurt him, he would not blame her.

As a brother, all he can do now is to pave a smooth road for her career.

Yan Ruifeng's contact deleted all the posts that had exposed Pompeii's old stories on the Internet and issued a warning in the circle that he would be rude if he was fucking owed his hands.

The key warning target, Fan Ya.

Fan Ya received a call from Zhang Hai indirectly and was so angry that she was half angry.

It's all her business if someone else posts and talks randomly.

What's more, what everyone is talking about is facts, not making up for it.

Fan Ya was so angry that her eyebrows were all distorted.

Her stepmother was outside impatiently urging: "Yaya, are you okay? You're ready to go out."

Fan Ya's face was ferocious, but her voice was gentle: "Mom, I'll be fine soon."

Fan Ya accompanied her stepmother Shao Wenjuan to attend the auction with the purpose of buying a jade bracelet from fifty years ago.

There is nothing rare about bracelets. The valuable part is that the wife of the boss standing on the Fan family likes this bracelet. The bracelet is the stepping stone for the Fan family to successfully undertake the project.

So Fan Ya needs to accompany Shao Wenjuan to take the bracelet and give it to others.

This is the task assigned by Fan’s father to the women in the family.

Fan Ya's mother died early and her mother's family declined. Shao Wenjuan's family became stronger and stronger. She gave birth to a son and a daughter. She had an excellent appearance and studied in a famous foreign university. She was very outstanding.

Her status at home is in danger. Before marrying a man who is enough to support her, she will not do anything useful to the Fan family. Her value will only become less and less for fathers with many children, and accordingly, her dowry will become less and less.

The auction today was not going well.

After Fan Ya and Shao Wenjuan arrived, they stared at the bracelet directly. The original valuation of 8 million yuan was always pushed to 11 million by a man in black.

Every time Fan Ya bids, the other party raises the price once.

“One thousand one million times.”

Fan Ya held a sign.

"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, five hundred thousand, one hundred thousand once."

The man in black holds a sign.

"One hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and one hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and four hundred and five hundred and five hundred and four hundred and five hundred and five hundred and four hundred and five hundred and five hundred and four hundred and five hundred and five hundred and four hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and three hundred and five hundred and five hundred and five hundred and million twice."

Fan Ya still wanted to raise the sign, but was pressed by Shao Wenjuan with a dark face and whispered: "Idiot, it's almost doubled, I'll still raise it!"

Fan Ya pale her face, tried her best to keep her elegant, and asked in a low voice: "If you are not afraid of taking pictures, what will your father say when he asks?"

Shao Wenjuan said angrily: "If you want to take a photo, use your private money to increase the price."

Fan Ya: “…”

How is that possible!

In the end, the man in black bought a rare and peerless jade bracelet for a price of 11.5 million yuan.

Before leaving the court, he also said to Shao Wenjuan: "Madam, take care of your daughter, otherwise you will not be so polite next time."

Shao Wenjuan's face is cracked, and there is another time?!

When Fan's father learned about it, he was furious.

Shao Wenjuan sat on the sofa, crossing her legs, sarcastic: "I usually say too much, you think I'm talking too much, and if you say less, outsiders say I'm biased and don't care about the children. Alas, I don't care about it anyway, you can teach yourself!"

Fan's father attached great importance to this project and pointed at Fan Ya and asked, "Who did you offend?"

Fan Ya said with red eyes and didn't know, but Yan Ruifeng's face soon appeared in her mind.

Fan's father shouted: "If you don't quickly solve it for me, I'll peel you off!"

Fan Ya went back to the room crying.

So what about rich people?

So what about the upper-class circle? Trivial and ragged housework is still inevitable.

It's just double the pain of wearing the upgraded version of the money cloak.

Fan Ya complained to Zhang Hai in grievance and cried on the phone: "Even if I have some conflicts with Pompeii, is he going to rise to the level of his family's business? Isn't I growing up with him?"

Zhang Hai was also at a loss. Fan Ya was always strong. When did she cry?

He couldn't understand the things between women, so he said straight: "Yaya, although you grew up with Brother Feng, you are not his fiancée. He must be a little biased."

Fan Ya: “…”

You better shut up!

Zhang Hai also felt that he didn't say any substantial method, so he said, "In this way, Brother Feng is about to be discharged from the hospital. I'll ask him out for a meal. Come on, and you can tell him in person, I'll help you smooth things over. This matter is over like this, okay?"

"good."

In fact, there was no big deal in the business between the Yan family and the Fan family, and Yan Ruifeng was a dissatisfied with the family's management. He wanted to act arbitrarily. Even if the Fan family came to the Yan family, it would be useless to ask Yan's father to say that he was.

Fan Ya had no other way, so she could only handle Yan Ruifeng privately.

Zhang Haiyi's appointment is scheduled for one weekend.

Yan Ruifeng agreed to go. He wanted Fan Ya to apologize to Pompeii, which would be more than enough to relieve Pompeii's anger, even if it could only make her feel comfortable for five minutes.

Pompeii didn't like to deal with Fan Ya again, but this was Yan Ruifeng's kindness and could beat Fan Ya, so she didn't refuse.

This time there were many people in the party, and it was not a private party. She only mentioned Yu Xing and went straight there.

In the quiet and high-end private club, led by Yan Ruifeng, the young men in the circle of rich second-generation Ancheng played a table of mahjong, and several people sat in groups of three or three on the sofa. When everyone saw Pompeii coming back, they were still a little nervous and cramped.

For some reason, everyone always feels a little ashamed of her.
To be continued...