After leaving the elevator, there was a long walkway with rooms on both sides, and the door numbers were all started with the V-shaped characters. Dai Jialang found a door marked with the V8 and then knocked it lightly a few times.

"Come in." I heard someone vaguely agree inside.

Dai Jialang slowly pushed open the door and walked in. He was surprised to find that the situation in the room was not what he imagined. In his opinion, this room should be a luxurious private room in a bar. The reason why Yu Houhong asked him to meet in the private room was naturally because he didn't want others to see it.

But when I opened the door, I found that the room was a suite, and there was a large foyer outside. In the foyer was a pretty woman who was almost naked, staring at him with her eyes fixed on her.

"Ah, sorry, I, I'll look for Mr. Yu." Dai Jialang was startled and thought he had walked into the wrong door, so he hurriedly said.

Unexpectedly, the woman stood there staring at Dai Jialang without saying a word. Dai Jialang suddenly realized that it was Yu Houhong who set up some plan for her. Did she still want to use beauty tricks on herself?

"Is Mr. Yu here?" Dai Jialang asked again, taking a step outside the door, as if the woman was ready to run away if she had a slight dangerous move.

"Inside, what are you talking about with a dummy made of silicone?" Suddenly, Yu Houhong's voice came from the room inside.

When Dai Jialang heard this, he suddenly realized that he had long felt something was wrong with this woman, but he just couldn't tell what was wrong. After a long time, he turned out to be a dummy.

However, it is indeed almost exactly the same as a real person, but it is a little less angry. Of course, the main reason is that the light in the foyer is a bit dark, otherwise it would be impossible to see it.

Damn it, pretending to be a fool, why are you making a fake person in the bar?

Dai Jialang walked in, and when he passed by the dummy, he reached out to pinch her chest like revenge, feeling that the touch was pretty good.

There was a long piece of sand placed near the wall of the room inside, with a glass coffee table in front of it, and there was no decoration in the rest. Yu Houhong sat in the middle of the sand, staring at Dai Jialang behind him.

Dai Jialang looked back and saw that there were rows of surveillance videos on the wall behind him. Through the surveillance video, you can see clearly every corner of the bar.

Damn, no wonder the waiter knew her. Needless to say, she watched herself walk into the bar here, and then told the waiter to lead her here.

Dai Jialang seemed to have guessed something and asked, "Did you open this bar?"

Yu Houhong's eyes were still staring at the monitor on the wall and said, "To be precise, my mother drove it, but when I'm fine, I like to sit here and have coffee."

"What are you looking at here?" Dai Jialang asked in surprise.

Yu Houhong put a remote control in his hand on the coffee table, picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip. Then Dai Jialang looked at it a few times and said, "Look at the common people."

As he was talking, a knock on the door came from outside, a waitress walked in, put a cup of coffee on the coffee table, and then walked out.

"What are you doing standing there? Sit." Yu Houhong moved a little to the side and said.

Dai Jialang hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat side by side with Yu Houhong on the sand. He unconsciously reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette. Suddenly, he remembered that Yu Houhong hated others smoking in front of her, so he just wanted to hold it back.

"If you want to smoke, just smoke it, give me one too." Yu Houhong took out an ashtray from under the coffee table and said.

Dai Jialang handed Yu Houhong a cigarette in surprise, and then noticed three cigarette butts in the ashtray and asked vaguely that there was a smell of tobacco in the air.

"You are quite good at pretending." Dai Jialang lit a cigarette for Yu Houhong and said.

"What am I pretending?" Yu Houhong asked skillfully, spitting out a cigarette.

Dai Jialang muttered, "You know how to smoke, why do you pretend not to smoke?"

Yu Houhong snorted, "When did I tell you that I can't smoke? I just don't allow anyone to smoke in my office. These are two different things."

Dai Jialang was speechless for a moment, glanced at the "all beings" in the monitor on the wall, and said, "That thing looks really similar."

"What?" Yu Houhong asked.

"I mean the dummy outside, I thought it was a real person at first glance." Dai Jialang said.

Yu Houhong said lightly: "That is the silicone doll I brought back from Japan, and it can indeed be fake and real.

What? Do you like? If you like it, I will give it to you."

After pausing, he approached Dai Jialang and whispered: "You can do that with her."

Dai Jialang was stunned and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Yu Houhong said with a smile: "What? Have you never heard of the use of Japanese silicone dolls? Don't many men buy them back to sleep as wives?"

Dai Jialang had never heard of such a thing, and his face turned red immediately. He shook his head and said, "I don't want it, I don't want it. I don't have a wife."

Yu Houhong chuckled and said, "That's different. My wife wants to eat and drink and has a temper with you. You don't have to eat or drink. You don't have a temper at all. You can do whatever you want. With your current financial conditions, you should be able to afford it."

Dai Jialang didn't expect that Yu Houhong became more and more distorted. He suspected that she was deliberately squeezing herself, so he said angrily: "Then why don't you buy one for yourself? Since there are women, there must be men."

Yu Houhong said with a provocative look on his face: "How do you know I don't have one? There are several more of me."

"It's so perverted." Dai Jialang said with contempt.

I thought to myself, it was probably because Zhou Jiyao, an old guy, who couldn't satisfy her, otherwise how could he have had sex with a dummy? It would be a pity. However, having sex with a dummy is much better than having sex with a messy man.

Yu Houhong was not angry, but instead giggled and stared at Dai Jialang and said, "Everyone has a perverted side. Haven't you ever thought about something dirty in your heart?"

Dai Jialang seemed to deliberately provoke Yu Houhong, glanced at her, sprayed a mouthful of smoke on her face, and smiled with a despicable look on her face, "You are really right. I'm thinking about something dirty in my heart at this moment."

Yu Houhong reached out to slap the smoke in front of her, and asked alertly: "What a dirty thing."

Dai Jialang said with a shameless face: "I wonder, can I help you with those dummies?"

Yu Houhong suddenly turned red and cursed: "You shameless, I knew you would have such a dirty mind, but you just want to die. Compared to you, I prefer dummies."

When Dai Jialang saw Yu, he looked embarrassed and angry, and felt a little gloating. He waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about some serious business. You asked me to come here to talk about your props."

Yu Houhong said angrily: "Who mentioned it first? Aren't you going to tell me a story? I'm waiting."

Dai Jialang cleared his throat and said, "My story is based on facts, partly on reasoning based on facts I have, and partly some plots may need you to add in the end."

Yu Houhong held the remote control and kept changing the monitoring angle, while saying lightly: "Since it is a story, of course most of it is fiction. If you don't have enough imagination, I may be able to provide some plots. Let's talk about it for now, and I will listen to it."

Dai Jialang put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, hesitated for a moment and said, "This story should start with a well-known woman in the city more than 20 years ago. This woman has the same surname as you, and her name is Yu Xiaoman. I wonder if you have heard of this person."

After saying that, he turned his head and stared at Yu Houhong, as if waiting for her answer. Yu Houhong's attention seemed to be on the monitor. He did not answer Dai Jialang's question, but said: "Continue to say it."

Dai Jialang nodded and continued, "As far as I know, Yu Xiaoman was about 35 or 36 years old back then, and she should have a proud figure and beautiful face like you. She should have been an actor of the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe at that time.

Unfortunately, her beauty has been so poor since ancient times. That year, her husband, Qin Weijiang, deputy director of the News Department of the Evening News, suddenly died in a car accident while out for an interview, leaving behind a mouth-watering wife and daughter who is less than teenage years old. This daughter is the same age as you."

Yu Houhong interrupted Dai Jialang and said, "Since you are telling stories, there is no need for me to compare them."

Dai Jialang smiled and said, "I am trying to give you a feeling of being there."

Yu Houhong looked red and said without saying a word. Dai Jialang continued: "It's almost two years, and I don't know much about how Yu Xiaoman and his daughter spent their lives.

However, in the third year, Yu Xiaoman suddenly took her daughter to the United States with a Chinese American. This incident was reported in some gossip media that year, but since then, she lost any information about the mother and daughter."

Yu Houhong planned to say to Dai Jialang again: "Since the mother and daughter have no news from now on, the next story should be all made up by you based on your extraordinary imagination, right?"

Dai Jialang nodded and shook his head and said, "Most of the next plots were indeed made up by me, but I believe they should stand the scrutiny and can be verified by some facts I have mastered later."

Yu Houhong seemed a little absent-minded and began to zoom in on a certain picture on the main screen again. In the picture, there were two elderly foreigners sitting there drinking coffee and chatting.

The camera resolution is very high, and the two foreigners can see clearly, but they can't hear the sound. Dai Jialang guessed that as long as Yu Houhong was willing, she should be able to hear what the two foreigners were talking about.

"I don't want to guess too much about the life of Yu Xiaoman and his daughter and that Chinese American in the United States, and their lives are not satisfactory."

Dai Jialang continued: "Maybe, that man finally abandoned Yu Xiaoman and his daughter, maybe this man became in a downturn, or Yu Xiaoman and his daughter fell into a dilemma in life."

Yu Houhong snorted and said, "Can't you think about it well? For example, even if that man abandoned the mother and daughter, they had no worries about food and clothing."
Chapter completed!