The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are dotted.

The yacht parked steadily on the mirror-like sea surface.

I have to admit that if there were no fights just now, this scene would easily make people intoxicated. The night wind and the tenderness would make people feel like they were living in a dream in a trance...

Shang Yang was still sitting above the cab, picking up most of the bottle of champagne that Ye Shengmei had just left, and drinking it very comfortably.

Ye Shengmei sat next to her, her hair gently rippling in the sea breeze, her perfect figure, and her bikini outfit made people fascinated, but her face was still sad, and she felt very uncomfortable...

There is no way to call Shang Yang now. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he calls or not, because the matter has happened and it won’t take long to come. There will be no solution at that time. I just thought that the moment I talked to Zheng Haiming would be very embarrassing...

"Comfortable!"

Shang Yang deliberately refused to leave, otherwise he would let the speedboat come and pick it up. He would wait here to see what tricks Zheng Yue and even Zheng Haiming could use. He went back and lay on the ground, looking up at the stars in the sky, with a smile on his face, which was indeed very comfortable.

I searched for it without any effort to find it!

Ye Shengmei looked back at him.

She really didn't have any feelings for Shang Yang before. Not to mention that she had experienced the past of a wealthy family, even the peach blossoms around Shang Yang made her afraid of it. But this guy sucked the treasures and I like you one by one, and you are my woman.

Who can stand this?

Without lying down, he thought for a while and asked, "Did you really beat Zheng Yue for me?"

I always feel a little strange, but I also hope that Shang Yang fought for himself.

"What about that?" Shang Yang raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ye Shengmei thought about it carefully. She thought about it. She found that all of this had nothing to do with Zheng Haiming, and she did not have any business contacts, so there was no conflict. So it seemed that he was just for himself!

Thinking of this, Ye Shengmei's face suddenly turned red, and a warm current gradually emerged in her heart.

"You are so impulsive, but that's true. If you are not impulsive, you wouldn't be able to have the place you are today. But this is really bad. Fighting is a man's solution, but when fighting becomes a habit, it will make people look down upon it!"

"Can you still be looked down upon when fighting for your own women?" Shang Yang picked up the bottle and took another sip: "But just look down upon it. Life has only been so many years. Sister Xian'er once told me that she can solve everything for me. I only need to live a wonderful life in this life!"

Sister Xian'er said so.

Even the Bai family's problems were caused by Sister Xian'er's aftermath, and there seemed to be nothing she could not solve.

Ye Shengmei shook her head, not because she refused to admit it, but because she was helpless.

She pondered for a moment and asked, "When did you start to like me?"

Very persistent, with a desire for knowledge in both eyes.

"Eh..." Shang Yang felt speechless. He was originally using this name to tease her, but now he confessed directly that it seems too heartbreaking...

"Haha, don't say it if you don't say it!"

Ye Shengmei thought he was embarrassed to say it, and felt shy, so she raised her hand and put her hair down behind her ears.

This action is the real Ye Shengmei, not Xiaomei who deliberately pretended to be a virgin just now. As for her daughter, she should be charming...

"Actually I'm very happy!"

Ye Shengmei spoke slowly again, withdrew her gaze, looked at the sea ahead, and sighed with a little vicissitudes of emotion: "After divorced Jiang Tao, I have been thinking about how to live back myself, how to be young, and make up for the time I missed in the past, but I always feel that I am incompatible with these young people and cannot be integrated with them."

"I drink too, they drink too, they dance too, they dance too, they race, they race too, they race too"

"But I just feel that it's a little bit bad, and I feel that it's not right!"

"Later I thought about it, I found that I hadn't really had a love relationship in my life."

"My education is not high. I didn't understand love when I was in junior high school. I went to high school after graduating from junior high school, but I went to a medical school. There are more girls and fewer boys. I have talked about love, but there are too many foxes that I haven't been able to go deeper. After graduation, my family found someone to go to the hospital. Because I was good at growing up, I have been in the senior ward. The people I met were old and too direct."

"Later I met Jiang Tao and lived that way."

She said, and slowly lay down, rested her head on Shang Yang's arm, and said slowly: "Shang Yang, I really want to have a relationship, the kind that is so exciting..."

It's not a lie, but a heart.

Shang Yang's whole body was tense when he heard this. What the hell is this? I had known that I wouldn't have made any reason just now, so I could beat Zheng Yue straightforwardly, and I had to be humble...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Shengmei rubbed his arm and turned her head: "Do you think I'm not worth it? She's married at such an old age and has an IVF baby. She actually said she wanted to fall in love. Is it a joke?"

"But that's what people are like? Looking back, yesterday was still eighteen, and my previous dreams must come true..."

Shang Yang didn't move, his heart was beating, and his heart was about to burst out of his throat. It was not that he had any inappropriate thoughts about her, but that he felt that this woman was too fast into the show...

Is the wine not good to drink? Are the stars not good to look good? Are the moon not beautiful?

Such a good environment, it's too unsightly to fall in love...

Feeling the gaze next to him getting hotter. According to the rhythm of the TV plot, he didn't have the energy to have another woman, especially Ye Shengmei, who is definitely not a good-looking lamp.

I silently recite the six-character proverb in my heart: color is a steel knife with a scraping bone!

He quickly sat up and changed the topic and said, "Why are they not jumping? Playing... a waste of time!"

Ye Shengmei didn't get up. She looked at Shang Yang's back, pursed her lips and said silently in her heart: "Men, they are all impulsive animals. It's okay to make them hard for a while. It's a joke to be hard for a lifetime. When it comes to serious matters, they run away..."

He spoke, "Do you think they have the heart to play? It's time for someone to come later... But it's not a big problem. I have some friendship with Zheng Haiming, so it should be understandable..."

"Oh, okay." Shang Yang didn't dare to look back, and always felt that his back was constantly touched by two fingers.

...

Cabin, bar.

The bar here is different from a normal bar. To put it bluntly, it is more like a wine storage warehouse. In front is a wine cabinet with various drunkenness placed on it. In front is a bar counter and two long sofas on the side.

It’s a fool to get on the yacht and drink here, so I have to go to the deck to play.

at this time.

Zheng Yue sat on the sofa, his eyes full of bloodshot, and he was crying. He just cried a lot, mainly because he was too aggrieved and very aggrieved!

The bar was crowded with people standing densely, all of whom were looking at Zheng Yue.

Two bikini girls sat next to him with great sensibility, holding two ice packs to apply their faces.

However, Zheng Yue was not in the mood and raised his hand to hold it. They didn't leave, so they were by their side.

"Yue'er... what happened just now... Damn, I'll go find him!"

A friend of his was going to explain, but just a few words were explained, but he got angry. He turned around and picked up the bottle and wanted to go out to find Shang Yang, looking at him as if he was ready to die.

He took two steps.

"Come back!"

Zheng Yue spoke in a low voice, not that he could not let him go out, not that he was worried that he would be beaten, but that once he was asked to go out, this friend would definitely be gone. Although he was angry at their sidelines just now, he could not watch them die.

"Yue'er, are you a weird brother?" the young man turned around and asked.

"No" Zheng Yue replied in a concise way.

"Damn!" The young man cursed heavily, then stood still, hard on his neck, and tears miraculously flowed out, crying: "I'm just fucking frustrated. Our brothers are having a good time, where is this beast coming? It's so unreasonable, brother, I think you feel so distressed!"

After saying that, he raised his hand to wipe his tears. It didn't seem like he was feeling distressed, but was really frustrated.

Zheng Yue was also stunned by his crying, and he also had the urge to cry. He gritted his teeth and comforted him: "Why are you crying? The grievances before were all for better venting. It's okay, my family will come over immediately!"

"It's not that you can't get over it, it's that you have injuries on your face!"

"Why…"

Zheng Yue sighed, looked at the people in the room, clenched his fists and said, "I won't say anything, just see what to do for a while!"

"That's right, that person with the surname Shang is still ungrateful!"

"Mr. Zheng...and that green tea bitch, I'll help you scratch her"

Two girls sitting next to them sing and sing.

With their leadership, everyone in the room began to criticize Shang Yang, and everyone was in a state of grief and anger.

In less than two minutes.

There was a rumbling sound outside. Someone was playing on a speedboat before, but now it was gone. They were all on the boat. With this sound, it was naturally the people from Zheng Yue’s family who came!

"Swish"

Zheng Yue quickly stood up and walked straight to the door.

"Crazy"

These people followed behind.

He walked out of the bar, walked to the deck, and then walked along the side to the stern to greet him. Zheng Yue was alone in front, and dozens of people followed behind him.

And the stern.

The two speedboats have stopped.

There were six people in each speedboat, except for one person driving the boat, and ten people came, all of whom were about forty years old.

The person in the lead looks about thirties, neither fat nor thin, and has a medium figure.

Seeing these people coming, Pingtan asked, "Who is Mr. Zheng's son?"

The first time I met, I didn't know each other.
To be continued...